<?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-9176060448766164036</id><updated>2012-02-06T20:50:14.760-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Thing I Love Thursday'/><category term='Being a housewife'/><category term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category term='Beamer'/><category term='Lemons'/><category term='Controversial'/><category term='The Naughty List'/><category term='Saturday Six'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friday Confessional'/><category term='Dodge'/><category term='DayCare'/><category term='30 Days of Truth'/><category term='WWTK'/><category term='Wicked Wednesday'/><category term='Seahawks'/><category term='Renting'/><category term='Crazyness'/><category term='Sunday Stealing'/><category term='Monday Minute'/><category term='Sexy Sunday'/><category term='ranting'/><category term='Life'/><category term='College'/><category term='Tuesday Three'/><category term='Bar'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Fawk You Friday'/><category term='30 Day Challenge'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Bucket List'/><category term='Hey it&apos;s okay Tuesday'/><category term='Sunday Smiles'/><category term='Back To School Back To Blogging'/><category term='Breaking the Ice'/><category term='Friday Flip-Off'/><category term='SITS Challenge'/><category term='Five Question Friday'/><category term='All About Me'/><category term='Little man'/><category term='Jeep'/><category term='Project Smile'/><title type='text'>New Adventures of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-947489851694057842</id><published>2012-02-01T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T23:47:30.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>25 Rules for Mothers of Sons ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I stumbled across this amazing article on Pinterest (my new addiction) and had to share. If you are a momma to a little boy I definitely suggest you read it. I definitely teared up! &amp;amp; I got it &lt;a href="http://studerteam.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, so go check her out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;1. Teach him the words for how he feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Your son will scream out of frustration and hide out of&amp;nbsp;embarrassment. &amp;nbsp;He'll cry from fear and bite out of excitement. &amp;nbsp;Let his body move by the emotion, but also explain to him what the emotion is and the appropriate response to that emotion for future reference. &amp;nbsp;Point out other people who are feeling the same thing and compare how they are showing that emotion. &amp;nbsp;Talk him through your emotions so that someday when he is grown, he will know the difference between angry and&amp;nbsp;embarrassed; between disappointment and grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;2. Be a cheerleader for his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;There is no doubt that you are the loudest person in the stands at his t-ball games. &amp;nbsp;There is no doubt that he will tell you to "stop, mom" when you sing along to his garage band's lyrics. &amp;nbsp;There is no doubt that he will get red-faced when you show his prom date his pictures from boy scouts. &amp;nbsp;There is no doubt that he is not telling his prom date about your blog where you've been bragging about his life from his first time on the potty to the citizenship award he won in ninth grade. &amp;nbsp;He will tell you to stop. &amp;nbsp;He will say he's embarrassed. &amp;nbsp;But he will know that there is at least one person that is always rooting for him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;3. Teach him how to do laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;..and load the dishwasher, and iron a shirt. &amp;nbsp;He may not always choose to do it. &amp;nbsp;He may not ever have to do it. &amp;nbsp;But someday his wife will thank you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Read to him and read with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Emilie Buchwald said, "Children become readers on the laps of their parents." &amp;nbsp;Offer your son the opportunity to learn new things, believe in pretend places, and imagine bigger possibilities through books. &amp;nbsp;Let him see you reading...reading the paper, reading novels, reading magazine articles. &amp;nbsp;Help him understand that writing words down is a way to be present forever. &amp;nbsp;Writers are the transcribers of history and memories. &amp;nbsp;They keep a record of how we lived at that time; what we thought was interesting; how we spoke to each other; what was important. &amp;nbsp;And Readers help preserve and pass along those memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;5. Encourage him to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Dance, rhythm, and music are cultural universals. &amp;nbsp;No matter where you go, no matter who you meet - they have some form of the three. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't have to be good. &amp;nbsp;Just encourage your son that when he feels it, it's perfectly fine to go ahead and bust a move.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;6. Make sure he has examples of good men who are powerful because of their brains, their determination, and their integrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;The examples of men with big muscles and a uniform (like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Batman" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Batman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lamar_Woodley" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LaMarr Woodley&lt;/a&gt;) will surround your son from birth. &amp;nbsp;But make sure he also knows about men who kick a$s because of their brains (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Einstein" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/a&gt;), and their pen (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_twain" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/a&gt;), and their words (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martin_luther_king_jr" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/a&gt;), and their determination (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Team_Hoyt" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Team Hoyt&lt;/a&gt;), and their ideas (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wright_Brothers" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;The Wright Brothers&lt;/a&gt;), and their integrity (&lt;a href="http://www.wish.org/about/the_first_wish" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Officer Frank Shankwitz&lt;/a&gt;), and fearlessness (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_armstrong" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Neil Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;), and their ability to keep their mouths closed when everyone else is screaming (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackie_robinson" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Jackie Robinson&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;7. Make sure he has examples of women who are beautiful because of their brains, their determination, and their integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;The examples of traditionally beautiful women (like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daphne_Blake" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Daphne Blake&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Jasmine" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Princess Jasmine&lt;/a&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Britney_spears" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;) will surround your son from birth. &amp;nbsp;But make sure he knows about women who are beautiful from the inside out because of their brains (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madame_Curie" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Madame Marie Curie&lt;/a&gt;), and their pen (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harper_Lee" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Harper Lee&lt;/a&gt;), and their words (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eleanor_Roosevelt" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/a&gt;), and their determination (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Sullivan" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Anne Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;), and their ideas (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oprah_Winfrey" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;/a&gt;), and their integrity (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miep_Gies" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Miep Gies&lt;/a&gt;), and fearlessness (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amelia_earhart" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ameila Earhart&lt;/a&gt;), and their ability to open their mouths and take a stand when everyone else is silent (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aung_San_Suu_Kyi" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Aung San Suu Kyi&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;8. Be an example of a beautiful woman with brains, determination, and integrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You already are all of those things. &amp;nbsp;If you ever fear that you are somehow incapable of doing&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;anything&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;- remember this: &amp;nbsp;If you have done&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;any&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;of the following: &amp;nbsp;a) grew life b) impossibly and inconceivably got it out of your body c) taken care of a newborn d) made a pain go away with a kiss e) taught someone to read f) taught a toddler to eat with a utensil g) cleaned up&amp;nbsp;diarrhea&amp;nbsp;without gagging h) loved a child enough to be willing to give your life for them (regardless if they are your own) or i) found a way to be strong when that child is suffering..&lt;b&gt;.you are a superhero&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;do not doubt yourself for one second. &amp;nbsp;Seriously.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;9. Teach him to have manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;because its nice. &amp;nbsp;and it will make the world a little better of a place.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;10. Give him something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Because someday he will be afraid, or nervous, or heartbroken, or lost, or just need you, and you won't be able to be there. &amp;nbsp;Give him something to turn to when it feels like he is alone, so that he knows that he will never be alone; never, never, never.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;11. Teach him that there are times when you need to be gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;like with babies, and flowers, and animals, and other people's feelings.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;12. Let him ruin his clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Resolve to be cool about dirty and ruined clothes. &amp;nbsp;You'll be fighting a losing battle if you get upset&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;he ruins another piece of clothing. Don't waste your energy being angry about something inevitable. &amp;nbsp;Boys tend to learn by destroying, jumping, spilling, falling, and making impossible messes. &amp;nbsp;Dirty, ruined clothes are just par for the course.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;13. Learn how to throw a football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;or how to use a hockey stick, or read music, or draw panda bears (or in my case alpacas), or the names of different train engines, or learn to speak Elvish, or recognize the difference between&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Gryffindor and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Slytherin, or the lyrics to his favorite song. &amp;nbsp;Be in his life, not as an observer but as an active participant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;14. Go outside with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;turn off the television, unplug the video games, put your cellphone on the charger, even put your camera away. &amp;nbsp;Just go outside and follow him around. &amp;nbsp;Watch his face, explore his world, and let him ask questions. &amp;nbsp;It's like magic.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;15. Let him lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Losing sucks. &amp;nbsp;Everybody isn't always a winner. &amp;nbsp;Even if you want to say, "You're a winner because you tried," don't. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't feel like a winner, he feels sad and crappy and disappointed. &amp;nbsp;And that's a good thing, because sometimes life also sucks, no matter how hard (as moms) we try to make it not suck for our kids. &amp;nbsp;This practice will do him good later when he loses again (and again, and again, and again, and again.....) &amp;nbsp;Instead make sure he understands that - sometimes you win - sometimes you lose. &amp;nbsp;But that doesn't mean you ever give up.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;16. Give him opportunities to help others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;There is a big difference in giving someone the opportunity to help and forcing someone to help. &amp;nbsp;Giving the opportunity lights a flame in the heart and once the help is done the flame shines brighter and asks for more opportunities. &amp;nbsp;Be an example of helping others in your own actions and the way your family helps each other and helps others together.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;17. Remind him that practice makes perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;This doesn't just apply to performance-based activities (like sports and music) but also applies to everything in life. &amp;nbsp;You become a better writer by writing. &amp;nbsp;You become a better listener by listening. &amp;nbsp;You become better speaker by speaking. &amp;nbsp;Show your son this when he is just young enough to understand (that means from birth, folks - they are making sense of the world as soon as they arrive), practice trick-or-treating at your own front door before the real thing. &amp;nbsp;Practice how you will walk through airport security before a trip. &amp;nbsp;Practice how you order your own food from the fast food cashier. &amp;nbsp;Practice, practice, practice.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;18. Answer him when he asks, "Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Answer him, or search for the answer together. &amp;nbsp;Show him the places to look for the answers (like his dad, or grandparents, or his aunts/uncles, or his books, or valid internet searches). &amp;nbsp;Pose the question to him so he can begin thinking about answers himself. &amp;nbsp;Someday, when he needs to ask questions he's too embarrassed to ask you - he'll know where to go to find the right answers.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;19. Always carry band-aids and wipes on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Especially the wipes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;20. Let his dad teach him how to do things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;...without interrupting about how to do it the 'right way.' &amp;nbsp;If you let his dad show and teach and discover with your son while he is growing up, some day down the road (after a short period of your son believing his dad knows nothing), he will come to the realization that his dad knows&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;You will always be his mother, but in his grown-up man heart and mind, his dad will know the answers. &amp;nbsp;And this will be how, when your son is too busy with life to call and chat with his mom, &amp;nbsp;you will stay connected to what is happening in his life. &amp;nbsp;Because he will call his dad for answers, and his dad will secretly come and ask you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;21. Give him something to release his energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;drums, a pen, a punching bag, wide open space, water, a dog. &amp;nbsp;Give him something to go crazy with - or he will use your stuff. &amp;nbsp;and then you'll be sorry.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;22. Build him forts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Forts have the ability to make everyday normal stuff into magic. &amp;nbsp;Throw the couch cushions, a couple blankets, and some clothespins and you can&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;transform your living room into the cave of wonders. &amp;nbsp;For the rest of his life, he'll be grateful to know that everyday normal stuff has the potential to be magical&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;23. Take him to new places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Because it will make his brain and his heart open up wider, and the ideas and questions and memories will rush in.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;24. Kiss him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Any mother of sons will tell you that little boys are so loving and sweet. &amp;nbsp;They can be harsh and wild and destructive during most of the day. &amp;nbsp;But there are these moments when they are so kind and sensitive and tender. &amp;nbsp;So much so that it can cause you to look around at the inward, reserved grown men in your life and think, 'what happens in between that made you lose that?' &amp;nbsp;Let's try to stop the cycle by kissing them when they're loving and kissing them even more when they're wild. &amp;nbsp;Kissing them when they're 2 months and kissing them when they're 16 years old. &amp;nbsp;You're the mom - you can go ahead and kiss him no matter how big he gets - and make sure he knows it. &amp;nbsp; p.s. (this one is just as important for dad's too).&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;25. Be home base&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You are home to him. &amp;nbsp;When he learns to walk, he will wobble a few feet away from you and then come back, then wobble away a little farther and then come back. &amp;nbsp;When he tries something new, he will look for your proud smile. &amp;nbsp;When he learns to read, he will repeat the same book to you twenty times in a row, because you're the only one who will listen that many times. &amp;nbsp;When he plays his sport, he will search for your face in the stands. &amp;nbsp;When he is sick, he will call you. &amp;nbsp;When he really messes up, he will call you. &amp;nbsp;When he is grown and strong and tough and big and he feels like crying, he will come to you; because a man can cry in front of his mother without feeling self-conscious. &amp;nbsp;Even when he grows up and has a new woman in his life and gets a new home, you are still his mother; home base, the ever constant, like the sun. &amp;nbsp;Know that in your heart and everything else will fall into place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-947489851694057842?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/947489851694057842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=947489851694057842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/947489851694057842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/947489851694057842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2012/02/25-rules-for-mothers-of-sons.html' title='25 Rules for Mothers of Sons ♥'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5624960957150843149</id><published>2012-01-25T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:25:29.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>WWTK #40+41</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I am so many weeks behind it is crazy, so I will catch up on the latest two, and maybe incorporate older ones in my next couple posts. Or something along those lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;--&amp;gt; Week 41 &amp;lt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;[1] What is your favorite room in your house and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I would have to say my bedroom, because it is my "area". That means to toys, and no crazy running around and yelling. The rest of the house belongs to the kids and is filled with toys and projects, so it is nice to have one small portion of the house that isn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;[2] What is your favorite time of day and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I love the mornings just because it is when I feel most ambitious, plus all the kids are asleep and I can get some quality deep cleaning done!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;[3] What is your favorite genre of music (or band/singer) and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;After putting much thought into this I have come up with : I don't have one. I like a little of this and a little of that. There are many songs of many genres I love and many songs of those same genres that I don't like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;[4] What is your favorite "go to" snack? Is it something you keep on hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;My favorite snack is definitely Sour Cream &amp;amp; Onion Pringles, and yes I do keep them on hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;[5] What is your favorite form of exercise or way to keep moving? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yoga! I just started doing yoga and I love it. To be honest I always thought yoga was for "pansies", and boy, did I think wrong! I struggle with some of the most basic poses, but I feel amazing during and in the end of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;--&amp;gt; Week 40 &amp;lt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;{1} Which of the following phrases characterizes how you live your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. You only live once&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. test the water before jumping in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;lt;-- Definitely this one. I love to be spontaneous, but only if it seems to be a smart idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c. stability is the key to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;{2} What were you doing the last time you had a really good laugh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I think J and I were just laying in bed. We are always coming up with and talking about the craziest stuff. One of the many reasons I love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;{3} Who is the last person you hugged? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;J ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;{4} What song always makes you happy when you hear it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Lately my "go to" song is "Keep Your Head Up" by Andy Grammer, it is a GREAT pick-me-up song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;{5} What's the first thing you thought about this morning? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;How long I had to start cleaning until the kids woke up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5624960957150843149?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5624960957150843149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5624960957150843149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5624960957150843149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5624960957150843149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2012/01/wwtk-4041.html' title='WWTK #40+41'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1301507473608979287</id><published>2011-12-07T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:12:14.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday - Christmas Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;{1} What is your favorite cookie to eat? &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Easiest question ever, my aunt Cricket's peanut butter cookies. Seriously those suckers are a bite of heaven every time.. If only I got them all year round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;{2} Have you ever done a cookie exchange? &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I haven't, I have entertained the idea&amp;nbsp; few times.. But then figured that it would be a lost cause seeing as not many of my friends bake and I don't really either. I could always exchange cookies with myself?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;{3} How are you doing on your holiday shopping? &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Oh I don't even want to talk about this, but I will. I have 25 people that I absolutely have to buy for. (Did I mention both J and I have a rather large family?) We haven't gotten quite every one yet. BUT we are working on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;{4}  What is your holiday shopping style? (A little at a time, or power  shopper? Early in the season or last minute? Online or part of the  crowd?) &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I definitely like to power shop, and get er' done! That just seems to be the easiest for me. Then I don't have to stress and put everything off til the absolutely last minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And a random seasonal 3 part question...&lt;br /&gt;{5} Light displays...do you put them on your house? What is your style and your fave kind to see?&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Heck yes we put up lights! Our whole community goes ALL OUT! We definitely have a lot of amazing competition out here, so we have to pull out all of the stops. That means every kind of light in every nook and cranny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1301507473608979287?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1301507473608979287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1301507473608979287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1301507473608979287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1301507473608979287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-want-to-know-wednesday-christmas.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday - Christmas Style'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5461171388147198440</id><published>2011-12-01T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:11:05.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back with a Writer's Workshop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i913.photobucket.com/albums/ac331/mamakatslosinit/workshop-button-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i913.photobucket.com/albums/ac331/mamakatslosinit/workshop-button-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As a welcome back I decided to kick it off with &lt;a href="http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/blog/"&gt;Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop&lt;/a&gt;! We will start with five things; list 5 things we don’t know about you, 5 things you’re knowledgeable about, 5 things you know nothing about, and 5 things you believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five Things You Don't Know About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1. I am extremely OCD about vacuuming. I vacuum the floor every day, in the same pattern, no matter what. I have to vacuum the floor in three directions at a snails pace, I can't stand dirt on my carpets. Sometimes I even vacuum multiple times a day. Having three kids and two dogs in the house gets dirt everywhere!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2. I am a great cook, I just don't cook very often. I love to make things from scratch, and I adore baking! I don't because I never have all of the right ingredients and am too lazy to stock up. One of my new years resolutions is to start cooking and baking more. I dream of having fresh baked goods daily on the counter. Not to mention I would love to have my own bakery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3. I am addicted to shopping on Ebay. Even if I only have a quarter to my name I will find something to spend it on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;4. I often blame my "laziness" on the fact that I have kids. I use them as an excuse to not get anything done, it's horrible.. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5. I am a professional slacker, I will find every excuse in the world to not do something. I lost my ambition somewhere and still haven't found it. For example, for the past few months I have been meaning to post on my blog.. but haven't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five Things I Am Knowledgeable About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1. Horses; if I weren't so lazy and had more ambition I know that I could make it a lot farther in the horse world. If I had more patience I would be perfect for giving kids riding lessons, if I didn't lose my confidence I would be an amazing horse trainer, if I weren't so lazy I would be the perfect stable hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2. Accounting; this is only because I am currently taking three accounting classes in college! I am hoping to get my CPA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3. Computers; I'm no computer genius.. but I do know my way around computers. I can't take them apart and put them together but I can definitely do system maintenance and fix any problems that arise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;4. Cars; I love learning and working on cars. I would be the perfect car salesman.. as long as I liked that type of car!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5. Nail's; I don't know if this counts but I am dang good at painting my nails! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five Things I Know Nothing About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1. Gardening. Green thumb? More like black thumb. I have never been able to keep any plant alive, not even a cactus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2. Architectural things. I would love to be able to make a blue print of my dream house, dream barn, etc.. But I would know absolutely nothing about even how to go about that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3. Medical. Sure I can do CPR and I know the number to 911, but that is as far as my knowledge goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;4. Reptiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5. Golf; I don't understand how any one can watch it.. when I do my eyes cross and I start drooling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five Things I Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1. I believe in God; not for any religious aspect but because I need something to believe in. I find it highly unlikely that everything aligned just right and life came to earth. I find solace in believing that there is someone up there that cares for everything on earth. Also, I don't want to think that when we die that is it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2. I believe in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3. I believe in miracles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;4. I believe that you write your own story, you walk your own path. YOU make who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5. I believe in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5461171388147198440?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5461171388147198440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5461171388147198440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5461171388147198440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5461171388147198440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back-with-writers-workshop.html' title='I&apos;m back with a Writer&apos;s Workshop!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6112174853084009084</id><published>2011-10-30T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T13:01:38.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I had something witty to say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/311773_282426085114088_100000400953616_989407_1031958472_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/311773_282426085114088_100000400953616_989407_1031958472_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ah, Halloween! [&lt;b&gt;Those pumpkins, yep, my family carved those!&lt;/b&gt;] I should be in a better mood about writing this post, since I am actually &lt;u&gt;writing a post&lt;/u&gt;. I'm just still irritated from last night. Don't you just hate gnawing irritation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Any way... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;C is a black/brown puppy this year, B is Mickey Mouse, and Z is the red Angry Bird. The past two years we have taken all the kids out trick-or-treating, this year I believe we only have C. At least that is what I am led to believe seeing as I haven't gotten a for sure answer to anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Our neighborhood seems pretty festive, and my guess is that they will be handing out some good candy bars (I mean, come on, everyone has a super manicured fancy lawn, pricey decorations, and expensive cars...). Since C can't really eat all of his candy to himself, I am very excited to help him! Unfortunately this year, like last year, I won't be dressing up. At least J doesn't have a broken leg!! I raided my closet looking for something that I could dress up in, I just haven't come up with any brilliant ideas. I have horse show clothes, but those cost an arm and a leg and I am afraid to ruin them. I have some real pretty "prom" dresses, but I don't want to dress up like a prom queen (I have no sash or tiara). I could be a hooker, but that seems inappropriate. The costume I wanted is on ebay, and over night shipping is too expensive. Oh woe is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Have a HAPPY and SAFE Halloween ya'll! &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/9176060448766164036-6112174853084009084?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6112174853084009084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6112174853084009084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6112174853084009084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6112174853084009084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/10/wish-i-had-something-witty-to-say.html' title='Wish I had something witty to say..'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7730022492679123658</id><published>2011-09-28T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:29:35.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesdays ☺</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Week 24 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} What is one thing (food or drink) that you MUST have everyday? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I absolutely must have something carbonated, it doesn't matter if I don't like the brand or flavor I just crave it. I also am currently fighting an addiction to sour cream and onion Pringles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{2} What is your "go to" food when you don't feel well/need comfort? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Any and all potato chips, none are safe from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{3} Is there a dish that you make that people request when they visit your home/a family favorite? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Spaghetti or Biscuits and Gravy, rumor has it that I make both those pretty darn well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{4} What are 3 foods you have TRIED, do not like and will NEVER eat again? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Crab, simply because I am highly allergic to it; those fried squid tentacles; and sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{5} What's one thing that you love to eat that most people would think is weird and/or gross? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I can't say that I have anything "peculiar" that I like to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Week 23 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} What is your MUST SEE show? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;True Blood, Desperate Housewives, Nikita, Covert Affairs, NCIS, Weeds, and a few others that I can't think of right off the top of my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{2} What shows are you most excited to watch this season? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Nikita and Desperate Housewives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{3} How many hours a week do you actually watch TV? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;About 21-24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{4} Do you think TV has gotten too "racy" (vulgar, pushing the limit, etc)? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;The adult shows - no way, I love it. But the cartoons now days are just disgusting and stupid, and I am pretty sure the kids lose brain cells by watching them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{5} How many TVs do you have in your house? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Three, but one has a horribly fuzzy picture and we are tossing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 22 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} What are 3 must haves for a long road trip? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Good tunes, good company, and a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{2} What was the destination of your most recent road trip? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I could give you the exact coordinates, but other than that I am not 100% sure exactly where it was that we went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{3} What do you miss most about home when on a trip? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;My warm, cozy bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{4} What is the furthest you have traveled on a road trip? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;South Dakota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;{5} Will you "stop for the largest ball of twine, etc" or are you a "hurry and get there" road tripper? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I definitely prefer to stop and see the sights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 21 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. What is your favorite holiday? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Christmas and Thanksgiving, it's a tie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Do you have any fun holiday traditions? What are they? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Just the usual family get togethers, that is the best part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. When do you start Christmas shopping? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I start Christmas shopping for the next year the day after Christmas. John and I both have a lot of family members and friends to buy for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. What is your favorite holiday food? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Ham, and ham gravy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Share a favorite childhood holiday memory. &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;The general family getting together, there is nothing I love more than being able to spend time with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;6. Have you ever actually tried fruitcake? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I have not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 20 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1}Do you prefer to text or call? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Definitely text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{2}What is the last text message in your phone and who is it from? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I can't remember what it says, but it is from John ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{3}What are your favorite phone apps? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;FML, and People of Walmart, I love a good laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{4}At what age do you think kids are ready for a cell phone? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Depends on the kid, K is in 3rd grade and I think it is perfect time for him to have a cell phone because he needs to know who is picking him up, when, and where, it is constantly changing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{5}Share a current pic or video taken with your phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 19 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. What is the best advice someone has ever given you? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;To be true to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. What is your greatest accomplishment? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Being the best mom I can and going to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Who do you admire? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;My mom, when I'm not frustrated with her ☺.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I would give myself better memory! I cannot remember anything to save my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. How do you want to be remembered? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;As a good, successful, person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 18 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} Did you live in the same town or move around a lot as a child? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I've lived in the same town my whole life; we only moved a handful of times. When I moved out of my parents I moved all over town, constantly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{2} What were your parents like? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;My mom was always easy going and easy to get along with; my dad was definitely the tough love parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{3} Do you have any siblings? What were they like growing up? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I have two half-sisters. I only met one once, when I was too young to remember. The other lived with us for a little while, I didn't like her at the time because she kicked me out of my own bedroom and only gave me a little tiny pillow to sleep on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{4} Share a short story from your childhood. &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I was a prankster, always getting into trouble. My stories are too long to share ☺ I would have to go into quite great detail so that you would know what the heck I was talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;{5} What did you look like? (share a childhood pic for a chance to win a prize) &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Honestly, what I look like now. I haven't really changed, haha, my face may look more "mature".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 17 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} If you could be on any game show what would it be?&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Jeopardy, because on good days I am a champion at that game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2} If you could choose to stay any certain age forever, what age would it be?&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;23, it just sounds like a good age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{3} What were you doing 30 minutes ago? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Ever so swiftly and quietly putting C down for a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{4} What would i find in your fridge right now?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Lots of food, milk, butter, eggs, yogurt, leftovers, condiments, cheese, fruits, meat.. Want me to keep going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{5} If you were a piece of furniture what would you be? why? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Lazy boy recliner, because I like to just kick back and relax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Week 16 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} If you could spend a day with a blogger, who you haven't met in real life, who would you choose? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I have no clue, I have met so many wonderful ladies that I couldn't pick just one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2} What website do you check first when you go online? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Facebook, ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{3} What is something you are saving money for right now? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Bills and college books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{4} What is your go to silly face when a silly face is needed? (post a pic of it and be entered to win a prize from Mamarazzi)&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; Monkey face, you know puff your cheeks out and push your ears forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{5} How do you relieve stress? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Going for a walk or jogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Week 15 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1} Who would you call if you had to get bailed out of jail? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;John! My mom told me many times she wouldn't ever bail me out of jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2} If you were a superhero what would your hero name be? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Super Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{3} What do you think is one of your best qualities? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I can be really easy to get along with, and there is NEVER a dull moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{4} What song would you pick to be your own personal theme song? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Billionaire, oh how nice would that be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{5} What celebrity do you think is most over rated? &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;All of em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7730022492679123658?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7730022492679123658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7730022492679123658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7730022492679123658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7730022492679123658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-want-to-know-wednesdays.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesdays ☺'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-3521936278306682759</id><published>2011-09-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:22:49.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><title type='text'>Inspire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I can't say that I have anything majorly life changing to blog about, so I will leave you with this:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;See all 365 Questions on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2011/03/14/365-thought-provoking-questions-to-ask-yourself-this-year/" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Mark and Angels blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;49. Where do you find inspiration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Inspiration can be found anywhere, I can't think of just &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; place that I find it. When I come across something beautiful in nature, when a streak of good luck comes my way, I even find inspiration when I am in a depressing mood.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;50. Can you describe your life in a six word sentence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;A crazy interesting roller coaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;51. If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I believe it is because we don't want to fail or have others look down on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;52. What impact do you want to leave on the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Unfortunately I don't feel that I am significant enough to leave that much of an impact on the world, my community yes, but not the world. Either way, I hope it is one that I will be remembered (definitely in a good way) for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;53. What is the most defining moment of your life thus far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It isn't one that I am willing to share, but it had to do with a lot of looking "inside" myself and learning to love and appreciate myself. I am slowly figuring out that life is what you make it, and when life gives you lemons make lemonade. I know I have a long way to go though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;54. In the haste of your daily life, what are you not seeing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;How important it is to sit down and make time for my family, also how important it is to stay in touch with those you care about..\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;55. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Perhaps it is because we aren't willing to get off our butts and actually stand up for ourselves. Learn to say no, learn to live life a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;56. What lifts your spirits when life gets you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;My family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-3521936278306682759?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3521936278306682759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=3521936278306682759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3521936278306682759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3521936278306682759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspire.html' title='Inspire.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7642694691986956731</id><published>2011-09-01T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:02:28.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Apologies for my absence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Whew&lt;/i&gt;, I thought that I would never finish unpacking or be able to get my TV and internet up and running. As I previously mentioned, about a month ago, I have moved! Thank goodness. We are most all of the way moved in; we just have some more sorting to do and we need to add some final touches (e.g. put pictures in frames, buy a few decorating items, the like). We got all the way moved in the first Saturday of the month, only took us two days! We like to get 'er done. Any who, since then we haven't had television or internet. &lt;i&gt;How did I manage?! &lt;/i&gt;We just kept running into problem after problem. Luckily we fixed everything, got over a few hurdles, and my blog is back up and running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first quarter of college. I started off doing excellent, got everything turned in on time and didn't get a grade less than a B. Well, try to do online schooling with no internet. So I fell behind, and passed all of my classes with C's. I'm pretty ticked off about that, but there really isn't anything I can do. Luckily I have a couple week break until Fall Quarter starts, August 18th. I have four accounting classes, that means math, math, and more math. Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the boys full time, Monday-Wednesday and some Friday's and Saturday's. Also, I am getting paid a few dollars to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beamer has been doing pretty well. I haven't been able to go out and see her very often lately because of having such a full plate with moving, school, and the kids. I did go out and ride her the other day, all by ourselves, in the big arena, and she did absolutely amazing! I am so darn proud of her. Speaking of Mustangs, the Youth &amp;amp; Yearling Mustang Challenge is October 1st, and I sure hope I can go see the results and how far all the horses have come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs, well they are still alive, haha. Bailey gets to be a part-time inside dog. Magnum is a strictly outside dog, because at this time I simply cannot handle him and his artistic pooping ways. When it takes an hour to find a pile of dog doo because he some how managed to poop in between the couch cushions is not acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have an aquarium! Oh gosh, I am so excited about that. I have never had an aquarium or tropical fish. We have a Bala Shark, three Neon Tetras, two Glofish, a guppy, a sucker fish, and another little guy that I can't remember what he is. (We went a little fish shopping crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all new with me, it isn't much. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7642694691986956731?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7642694691986956731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7642694691986956731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7642694691986956731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7642694691986956731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/09/apologies-for-my-absence.html' title='Apologies for my absence.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4631374787684213529</id><published>2011-08-11T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:34:47.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Surviving without internet and tv.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amazing news: We got the house! &lt;br /&gt;Not so amazing news: We won't have internet or television for another month or so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I may not be the biggest couch potato in the world, but I come pretty close. My day usually would consist of sitting in the middle of the living room with C, surrounded by toys, and catching up on my shows. I was amazing at multitasking when it came to chasing C around the room and still catching every juicy tidbit on Desperate Housewives. Or refilling C's sippy cup while not taking my eyes off of Covert Affairs. If I happened to be all caught up on my shows I would spend my down time reading blogs, scrolling facebook updates, playing mindless games on the computer. (&lt;i&gt;Don't take this as I don't pay attention to C, because most of the time he prefers to sit in my lap watching me, or he does his own thing.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What on earth am I to do? Help me! ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/"&gt;Marc &amp;amp; Angel&lt;/a&gt; Hack for these very thought provoking questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. When was the last time you listened to the sound of your own breathing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last night while I was trying to calm down enough to go to sleep. Sometimes my thoughts run away with me and I am too excited for the next day to come that I can't seem to close my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. What’s something you know you do differently than most people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can't name one specific thing, but I definitely have my own unique way of doing most everything. While most people take the easy quick route, I find myself doing the harder slower route. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. What does ‘The American Dream’ mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Being able to control your life, work the job you want, live the life you want, having rights and freedoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A joyful simpleton, ignorance is bliss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. If you could instill one piece of advice in a newborn baby’s mind, what advice would you give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is very hard to choose just one, when there is so much great advice to be given. I would tell him to live life to his greatest expectations, never give up, and be respectful to everyone. That's three isn't it? Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. What is the most desirable trait another person can possess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A sense of humor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. What are you most grateful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The ability to learn and apply new things to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Is stealing to feed a starving child wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No, I would do everything in my power to make sure my child, or any other child for that fact, was fed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. What do you want most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To be successful, to be able to look back on my life and know that I accomplished my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am much more worried about doing the right things, usually you have second chances to do things right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. What has life taught you recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That it is unpredictable, and to live every moment like it were your last. With the recent passing of a friend I have definitely gained a new outlook to things, it makes you realize how fragile life really is. So I want to make the most out of it and do everything I can for both my family and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. What is the one thing you would most like to change about the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I wish that people would quit being so dang greedy, with their time and their money. If people would just stop and look around and do what they could to help others the world would be such a better place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-4631374787684213529?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4631374787684213529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4631374787684213529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4631374787684213529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4631374787684213529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/08/surviving-without-internet-and-tv.html' title='Surviving without internet and tv.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-3117205632212553016</id><published>2011-08-02T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:26:19.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey it&apos;s okay Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Hey It's Okay Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This lovely meme is brought to you by the amazing &lt;a href="http://whisperingwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;WhisperingWriter&lt;/a&gt;. She got this idea from Glamour Magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To be ridiculously nervous and excited about hopefully getting the home in Grandview Heights. Not only is it a super cute house, but it is located in a very luxe neighborhood. The lady in charge of the rental is calling all of our references (and said references have called me right after letting me know how their mini interview went, rumor has it they all went great!). I will hopefully know by tonight or tomorrow if we are approved. Please, please, let us get this home. It would be such a huge stress reliever on J and I, the kids, and my parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To attempt to be like those crazy coupon-clipping people from the show &lt;i&gt;Extreme Couponing&lt;/i&gt;. I was only up half the night finding coupons and searching how to be a bargain hunter. Plus, I may have only read hundreds of articles on being an efficient grocery shopper. &amp;amp; I may have gone to the local grocery store and price checked for an hour or so.. Eek!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To really want indoor plants, like really bad. I even researched the best "air cleaning" indoor plants and made sure to add them to my list. I know you are dying to know which plants will be occupying my home! Chrysanthemums, "Stardust" Lilies, and Gerberas (Common Daisies).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, it's okay.. That I also am ridiculously excited about getting an aquarium. I love fluorescent colored fish! It is super awesome that I am able to get fish, tank, and all accessories for free from a good friend! Whoopee! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcEUyjqA4E/TjhqvRuECMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gOyB8qJdr6w/s1600/Gerberas-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcEUyjqA4E/TjhqvRuECMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gOyB8qJdr6w/s200/Gerberas-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MK2RgYKDKvM/Tjhqu0PiQmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TGf3rxIn4i0/s1600/chrysanthemum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXU3mFCQR0Q/TjhqvkMO4gI/AAAAAAAAAPM/hQIwNRVkYCc/s1600/lily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXU3mFCQR0Q/TjhqvkMO4gI/AAAAAAAAAPM/hQIwNRVkYCc/s200/lily.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MK2RgYKDKvM/Tjhqu0PiQmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TGf3rxIn4i0/s200/chrysanthemum.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-3117205632212553016?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3117205632212553016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=3117205632212553016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3117205632212553016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3117205632212553016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-its-okay-tuesday.html' title='Hey It&apos;s Okay Tuesday'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcEUyjqA4E/TjhqvRuECMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gOyB8qJdr6w/s72-c/Gerberas-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7201836422105499439</id><published>2011-08-01T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:56:26.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The good, the bad, and the ugly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gfERbjxjTwY/Tjb-rx1FLyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_5bfe1TvEcM/s1600/wyandott.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gfERbjxjTwY/Tjb-rx1FLyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_5bfe1TvEcM/s200/wyandott.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This could possibly be our new house. I gave up with the last one because the realtor was so flaky that it drove me insane. For example: we had been trying to see the inside of the house for over a month, he constantly had to reschedule, and it was darn near impossible to get a hold of him.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that J was thinking the same thing because he started looking for other homes, and came across this one. Let's just say that I was waiting at the realty place's door for it to open and turn in my application. We will have a response in 2-5 days! I definitely hope that we are approved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my grandpa's memorial. It was really nice, and I was glad that the family could share all their pictures of him. So many people showed up! I didn't know he was that popular, haha. One of my favorite parts of the memorial was the Oreo cookie jar, my grandpa loved his Oreos. I made sure to take a few in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQVPk2Asol0/TjcES4SsY1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eD7X3wMJq14/s1600/toputonblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQVPk2Asol0/TjcES4SsY1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eD7X3wMJq14/s320/toputonblog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was J's birthday! He is now a quarter of a century old, so I keep calling him old man ☺. I don't think he finds it quite as funny as I do though. My present to him was letting him trade my Acura for a truck. (In my defense, the Acura was my baby! I loved that car..) We also celebrated J's grandpa's birthday since there were born just a few days shy of each other. I absolutely love going to his grandparent's home for celebrations. I am definitely very lucky to be able to call them my family.&lt;br /&gt;The boys were able to play in the creek that goes through J's grandparents yard. Did I mention the water comes from the mountains? Let's just say it is COLD and they were nuts for going in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fmfxsejFcY/TjcEzi1D5SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/maDAD3wTI0M/s1600/ashm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fmfxsejFcY/TjcEzi1D5SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/maDAD3wTI0M/s320/ashm.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unfortunately, also on Sunday, a friend passed away. I won't go in to details because it really isn't my place, but I would like to say that she will be greatly missed. She was a firecracker, always living life in the fast lane, and definitely a gorgeous lady. Only the good die young. Rest in peace Ashley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/"&gt;Marc &amp;amp; Angel&lt;/a&gt; Hack for these very thought provoking questions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[31] If the average human lifespan was 40 years, how would you live your life differently? &lt;i&gt;I definitely wouldn't waste so much time just sitting around and thinking about things I could do. It would motivate me more to get out and get my goals and dreams accomplished.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[32] What do we all have in common besides our genes that makes us human? &lt;i&gt;Emotions and imperfections. The ability to laugh, cry, and be angry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[33] If you could chose one book as a mandatory read for all high school students, which book would you chose? &lt;i&gt;I honestly am not sure. I can't say I have gone out of my way to read a book that would truly benefit high school students. Lately all the books I have been reading are teeny-bopper vampire books, haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[34] Would you rather have less work or more work you enjoy doing? &lt;i&gt;I think I would rather have more work I enjoy doing, as long as I got paid for it of course. ☺&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[35] What is important enough to go to war over? &lt;i&gt;I honestly feel that nothing is so important that you have to go to war against another country for. Why place blame on thousands of individuals for the actions of a few? Why put millions of American soldiers lives on the line for something that could have been dealt with another way? Doesn't seem right to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[36] Which is worse: failing or never trying? &lt;i&gt;Never trying. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7201836422105499439?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7201836422105499439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7201836422105499439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7201836422105499439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7201836422105499439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The good, the bad, and the ugly.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gfERbjxjTwY/Tjb-rx1FLyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_5bfe1TvEcM/s72-c/wyandott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7132770071067173648</id><published>2011-07-20T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T13:09:48.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>It has been a rough week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Between watching three boys, going to college full time, my grandpa passing away, and getting everything ready to move, I have been much to busy to blog. I'm not going to apologize, there is no need really. It happens and everyone understands. *Don't mind me, I am in a bitter mood of sorts.*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Lately the boys have decided they love to come over, so I get them more than every weekend. I love it though, so please don't take that previous sentence as a complaint. I really do enjoy their company. They keep me grounded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;As for college, oh my gosh. No wonder there are so many people that don't go! It is a lot of work, but I am definitely up for the challenge. Lately my spare time, when I can make it on the computer, is all used up for doing homework and turning in assignments. I have a notebook that I write my weekly homework and due dates on, let's just say I have so much homework that it fills TWO WHOLE PAGES. I am busy, busy, busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;My grandpa passed away Monday morning, and it has been so hard on the whole family. He played a huge role in all of our lives and he will be dearly missed. I am so glad that he is no longer suffering and is in a better place. Rest in peace, Grandpa.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://houseofcline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Queso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;1. What would you do with an extra $1,000 a month? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Put half into helping with bills and use the other half to spend freely on things like girls night out, going to zoos and aquariums, you get the gist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;2. What category of blogger do you think you best fall under?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess I am a mommy blogger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;3. What is your go to solution when you are having a bad hair day? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;When in doubt, put it up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;4. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I would be pink, because it is fun and spunky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;5. They say love is in the little things. What is a little thing someone does to show you love? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Unexpected kisses, getting me my favorite candy bar, telling me I am beautiful, those are all things J does to make me feel special and loved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7132770071067173648?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7132770071067173648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7132770071067173648&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7132770071067173648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7132770071067173648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-has-been-rough-week.html' title='It has been a rough week.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5477633074992853915</id><published>2011-07-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:07:34.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fawk You Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>Kid free weekend?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;J and I are going to have a kid-free weekend, the first in months! I am so excited to spend some amazing quality time with him. Oh man, it is much needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0e1029; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do  you think cursive writing is overrated? (Schools in Indiana have now  voted to take teaching cursive writing out of their curriculum.) &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I don't think that it is overrated, I love writing in cursive! I have fun making all of the loop-de-loops and writing pretty. I think that schools should keep it in the curriculum.. What are they going to take out next, reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you still use a pocket calendar or notepad or do you keep your info on your smart phone? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I use &lt;a href="http://www.cozi.com/"&gt;Cozi&lt;/a&gt;, it helps me remember what is on my to-do list, grocery list, and calendar. If you have a smart phone I highly recommend you download that app. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What 3 things would you save if your house was burning down? (family &amp;amp; pets are already safe) &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Computer, television, and pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ountry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Mouse or City Mouse, err Person? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Definitely a county mouse. I would prefer farm animals and green pastures any day over busy city streets and lots of buildings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;f you could pick ANY reality show to go on, which would you pick? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Definitely the new reality show where they have people go on a blind date except for the date is extremely challenging and in the forest/tropics and they have to do crazy things like cross bridges that are miles up from the ground, white water raft, and climb crazy big rocks (sorry about the crazy run-on sentence, yikes!). Can't remember what it is called.. But I would want J and I to do those things, just because it sounds super fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips button" height="125" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Fawk You to the crazy lady that is squatting in the rental that I want. (&lt;i&gt;You see, the owner of the house, the realtor, and I, all thought that the house was unoccupied and ready to move in to&lt;/i&gt;.) J and I were early meeting the realtor at the house, so we decided to poke around. I have a habit of trying doors (&lt;i&gt;just to see&lt;/i&gt;!) and the door happened to be unlocked. Instead of barging in we closed the door, since Realtor was right around the corner any ways. Now, get this: The door locked and the blinds start moving. *GASP* Out comes a rather ticked off woman demanding to know what we are doing. We explain that we have been talking to Realtor all day and made an appointment to see the house. She claims the house isn't for rent. I point out the 'For Rent' sign in the front yard. A little more bickering. Smiling, I tell her that Realtor will get everything straightened out when we arrives shortly. Turns out the previous tenant lied about being out of the house. Of course she doesn't answer the door when Realtor shows up. So we have another months wait to get in to the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I confess.. that I am extremely excited to have a child-free weekend. It has been ages since J and I have had quality alone time! Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love having the boys.. But all moms know that breaks are always wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I confess.. that I cannot wait to move in to the rental that we found, but I am still looking at others. The way J and my luck is, its a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I confess.. that I threw a rather large temper tantrum because I can't find a way to get a loan out for $1,500 so I can buy a '68 Mustang. I want it, and I want it now. So I will just have to talk to the owner and finagle my way in to a deal. I would totally trade my Acura for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I confess.. that college is a lot more demanding than I thought it would be. Here's to long nights of studying and homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I confess.. that I had an absolutely &lt;b&gt;AMAZING&lt;/b&gt; night last night. I'm definitely not sharing details ;)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5477633074992853915?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5477633074992853915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5477633074992853915&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5477633074992853915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5477633074992853915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/kid-free-weekend.html' title='Kid free weekend?!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5144456027767077632</id><published>2011-07-06T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:27:29.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>Fed him beer and french fries!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We Want to Know Wednesday Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; hosted by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" style="color: #38761d; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Janette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="color: #38761d; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;{1}Name five of your favorite new blogs that you're reading. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Unfortunately I have been so extremely busy lately that I haven't followed many new blogs.. But I did start following these two recently:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lowefamilynews.com/"&gt;The Lowe Family News&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.nomodellady.com/"&gt;No Model Lady&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;and I love them! Go follow them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soldierslady.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i803.photobucket.com/albums/yy313/dumplindesigns/January%202011/NoModelLadyButton1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lowefamilynews.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EfDRu0IfQ6s/S6qlb5Qp9EI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/2DTyFoiVYjo/S150/lowe+family+news+button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2} When  you were a young child or teenager, did you have an idea of how many  children you wanted and what their names would be? Did you follow  through on your ideas? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I wasn't going to have kids for quite a while, I was going to adopt two little girls in my thirties. I didn't follow through on that idea at all! I had Little C when I was 20, and I have to step-sons. I wouldn't trade those boys for the world. &lt;i&gt;Even if Mister K told his mom that we fed him beer and french fries! Which we absolutely did NOT!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{3} "What is the silliest thing you fight with someone about? Could be your spouse, sibling, parents, co-worker etc." &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I read into things way too easily and my feelings get hurt. After hours of moping I finally get up the courage to say something about it and it always turns out to be me just being silly. I know that doesn't really qualify for fighting, but I generally try not to fight with J, or anyone else for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{4} What is your favorite scent that other's may not find very nice?  ie:  gasoline, sweat from your sweetie, etc. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I love the smell of a horse that stays out to pasture. Indoor horses don't smell near as good as outdoor ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{5} Thoughts on Plastic Surgery? (had it? want it? regrets?) &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I wouldn't mind smaller nostrils or bigger boobs.. But I would be so afraid of something going wrong! I know you have seen those people with bad plastic surgery jobs, and I am not going to be one of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5144456027767077632?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5144456027767077632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5144456027767077632&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5144456027767077632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5144456027767077632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/fed-him-beer-and-french-fries.html' title='Fed him beer and french fries!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i803.photobucket.com/albums/yy313/dumplindesigns/January%202011/th_NoModelLadyButton1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-608420154594111884</id><published>2011-07-05T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:47:13.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Love that feeling after an amazing weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z8MbUWxkRA/ThOQ0jsO7yI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0bGHnefQaeo/s1600/P7020486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z8MbUWxkRA/ThOQ0jsO7yI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0bGHnefQaeo/s320/P7020486.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whew&lt;/i&gt;... I am &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;wore out&lt;/span&gt; from this last weekend! J, the boys, and I had absolute blast from the &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;jam-packed&lt;/span&gt; weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got to ride the ferry over to the &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;aquarium&lt;/b&gt;! We missed the first &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;ferry&lt;/b&gt;, because &lt;strike&gt;I&lt;/strike&gt; someone was dragging butt so we got to hang out in B-Town and stroll along the &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;docks &lt;/b&gt;and pick up a million and one brochures for other adventures. After the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; ferry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we checked out the &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;aquarium &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Pike's Place&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ye Olde Curiosity Shop&lt;/b&gt;, and saw some very interesting people. We all definitely plan on going again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent at our friend's father's house for an early Fourth of July celebration. Had delicious &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt; and Little C absolutely loved watching the &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J had to help swap a transmission first thing Monday morning, so most of the day was spent watching the guys. Then we headed to my aunt and uncles for our annual &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Fourth of July&lt;/span&gt; shin dig, (also my aunt's birthday, and my cousins)! Very entertaining night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRyJd0IBbc_AP2STM45d3go5edfg_-rlt73qM4Gs55oQWjczqOl" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRyJd0IBbc_AP2STM45d3go5edfg_-rlt73qM4Gs55oQWjczqOl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;school &lt;/span&gt;this morning and got my very first &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; turned in! I am still waiting on my &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;books&lt;/span&gt;, so I wasn't able to complete all of my assignments which totally sucks. I hope I can get my books super soon.. The online site that the school uses for online schooling is pretty different, and I am still not 100% sure that I am working everything correctly, or even how to turn things in.. Except for my one class.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I am going to become a &lt;u style="color: #38761d;"&gt;certified public accountant&lt;/u&gt; (CPA), it only takes 150 credits and a Bachelor's degree! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ8mg6kNQ3MsyN0xGmxUBxBz3yc6QmLFHX9gwCG0u-lAXh6h4yozA" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ8mg6kNQ3MsyN0xGmxUBxBz3yc6QmLFHX9gwCG0u-lAXh6h4yozA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J and I stumbled across &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;another rental&lt;/span&gt;, and it just happens to be&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; really nice&lt;/span&gt;. Nicer than our last place even. Four bedroom, two bath, huge two car garage, built in 2007, open, vaulted-ceilings, the works! I talked to the rental manager and he told me that we were &lt;b style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;approved &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and he wants to give us a tour of the house and fill out some paper work. &lt;i&gt;No, the house doesn't look like the one on the right, but a girl can dream can't she?! &lt;/i&gt;Yippi-skippi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-608420154594111884?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/608420154594111884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=608420154594111884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/608420154594111884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/608420154594111884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-that-feeling-after-amazing-weekend.html' title='Love that feeling after an amazing weekend'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z8MbUWxkRA/ThOQ0jsO7yI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0bGHnefQaeo/s72-c/P7020486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-3105009299387329634</id><published>2011-07-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:17:43.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fawk You Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>Getting geared up for the weekend</title><content type='html'>I won't be posting over the weekend, even if I wanted to I don't think I would have it in me to do so. You see, for the first time in what seems like ages, J and I actually have a kick butt weekend planned. Wanna hear what we have going on? Even if you don't I'm telling you anyway ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;: Aquarium, Botanical Garden, Coast Guard Museum, Sculpture Park, and the Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;: Air/Car/Motorcycle show, and a friend's dad's home for early fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;: Base for free firework show, and Carnival&lt;br /&gt;The boys are going to LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Five Crooked Halos&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[1] &lt;b&gt;If you had the opportunity to bungee jump, would you?&lt;/b&gt; Heck yes, I would grab that opportunity by the horns! Granted I would start panicking after I was all geared up, and they would probably have to push me off because I doubt I would jump on my own. But I believe it would be well worth the experience!&lt;br /&gt;[2] &lt;b&gt;Would you rather go to the movie theater or the drive-in? &lt;/b&gt;If it is in the middle of summer (if we ever have an actual summer...) and really clear and nice out then definitely the drive-in. All other times of the year I am definitely voting for the indoor theater.&lt;br /&gt;[3] &lt;b&gt;Do you have your groceries delievered? &lt;/b&gt;I most certainly do not. Even if I wanted to I couldn't. You see, I live in a little humpty dump town that doesn't have fancy services like that. Plus, there are two grocery stores that aren't even five minutes away. I am lazy, but not that lazy. AND I actually enjoy going grocery shopping haha.&lt;br /&gt;[4] &lt;b&gt;Eyebrows: Do you wax, thread, pluck, or stay au natural? &lt;/b&gt;If I do anything with my eyebrows I pluck, it doesn't bother me. Most of the time I stay au natural because I am too lazy to pluck constantly. Then again, I don't really need to pluck because I don't have bushy eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;[5] &lt;b&gt;Would the people you went to high school with be surprised by your life today? &lt;/b&gt;No, because 80% of them are in the exact same boat as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fawk You Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;Jana&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips button" height="125" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My biggest 'Fawk You' goes to my car. I bought a '94 Acura Legend because I truly adore her body style and luxury options. She's old, yes, but none the less a fast car with room for the whole family. But I don't treasure her when she gets a hole in her radiator and decides to over heat leaving Little C and I along the side of the road. Quickest way to get her butt booted.&lt;br /&gt;My second 'Fawk You' goes to the local department of health and social services for once again denying me for food stamps. I won't delve too far into my ticked off-ness because I will have written a book by the time I was done.&lt;br /&gt;My third 'Fawk You' goes to how long the renting process takes. I turned in the application, now give me the house. &lt;i&gt;What? It doesn't work that way? Dang...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Friday Confessional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I confess.. &lt;/i&gt;that I haven't been this excited about a weekend in a long time. We have so many awesome things planned I am about to burst!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I confess..&lt;/i&gt; that I knew about the hole in the radiator, and knew that I needed to put water in the car before I drove any where.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I confess..&lt;/i&gt; that I put water in the car, but instead of putting a gallon in like I should have, I only put in ONE CUP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I confess.. &lt;/i&gt;that sometimes my blond shines a little too bright in moments like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-3105009299387329634?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3105009299387329634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=3105009299387329634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3105009299387329634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3105009299387329634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-geared-up-for-weekend.html' title='Getting geared up for the weekend'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-3249370560441602693</id><published>2011-06-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T06:39:51.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thing I Love Thursday'/><title type='text'>I'm in that 'loving' mood...</title><content type='html'>J and I did a little bit more house hunting yesterday, even though I already fell in love with the home 'W'. We got our application turned in and are waiting for the call from the realtor this morning. I did everything I could to make our application the best. I used amazing references, and we make way over double the rent. If she says no, well I am just gonna be astounded. For goodness sake, my aunt was our 'last' landlord, and I know she is going to give us a great word. Sure, our credit isn't the best, but we have the money and great references. Oh, AND, we have the only application in.&lt;br /&gt;My radiator went out in my car yesterday, go figure. I have been repeating to myself all morning: 'Put water in the radiator before driving, don't do it while the engine is warm or hot.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysfilledwithlove.blogspot.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1016.photobucket.com/albums/af286/meliandalex/thursdaylove-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; watching Little C grow up, he is so adventurous and busy. He amazes me with how he manages to get into and on everything to check things out. I absolutely adore that little boy. How no matter how rough of a day I am having one smile from him warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the house that we are trying to rent. Sure it may not be as big or as new as our last one, but I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the location, I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the fenced yard, and I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the two storage sheds.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the Thirst series, I get so absorbed into those books while I am reading them.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; being able to spend more time with J now that he has been transferred back so he can work here instead of drive three hours round trip.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; that I am going to start watching the boys. I absolutely &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; being able to spend time with them, I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; how much Little C adores them and follows them, I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; how great they are with their little brother, and I can't wait to be able to take them to the parks, lakes, etc. It definitely doesn't hurt that I will get a few bucks for watching them.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; that I am going to be starting school on July 5th! I am so excited, and nervous. I am so happy that I finally got my butt in gear and got enrolled. Better education, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-3249370560441602693?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3249370560441602693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=3249370560441602693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3249370560441602693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3249370560441602693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-in-that-loving-mood.html' title='I&apos;m in that &apos;loving&apos; mood...'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-8757438105951361505</id><published>2011-06-29T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T06:23:38.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Had a really good day turned bad turned great again yesterday. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken-legs-and-teething-babies.html"&gt;adopted a Mustang&lt;/a&gt; through the BLM last year in October, after a while they come and check on the horse to make sure that they are being taken care of. &lt;/span&gt;Luckily I was already out at the barn and totally stripping her paddock and cleaning out her water bucket when the lady showed up. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;She gave Beamer a quick once over, was happy, and went on her way. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;All that worry for nothing! &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Beamer also got her feet trimmed yesterday, for the first time might I add, and she did amazing! &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I am so proud of her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;When my mom and I got home from the barn, her landlord's brother came over to complain, like usual. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Moving back in to my parents was our only choice, and trust me when I say I wish we hadn't of had to. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;The brother made a huge stink about it, pretty much told us that we needed to go or be evicted, said we had to get rid of our dogs immediately, and find some where else to park. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;If we didn't he threatened to have my parents evicted. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Needless to say he is a real dick. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;But, I am curious as of why the landlord didn't mention anything like this on the phone when I talked to him a few days before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;After he left I decided to pop online and look for rentals, found three homes that I wouldn't mind living in. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;We called up my cousin who would be our roommate and headed to go look at them. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Let's call the homes &lt;i&gt;D, W, &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;U&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Home &lt;i&gt;D&lt;/i&gt; wasn't that bad on the outside, had a small garage, okay yard, then we started peeking in the windows. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;You could tell that the previous tenants were evicted because there was garbage bags and trash all over the place. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Next! &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Home &lt;i&gt;W&lt;/i&gt; was definitely the favorite. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nice area of town, good sized home, two storage sheds, fully fenced and nice sized yard, big kitchen, and very clean. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;All I can say about home &lt;i&gt;U&lt;/i&gt; is no, when the grass is taller than you are, the home has been graffiti'd, and the neighborhood is shady, that's a huge sign that it would be best to not live there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We Want to Know Wednesday Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; hosted by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" style="color: #38761d; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Janette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="color: #38761d; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[1] What is the last thing you searched for online? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;One way ticket for the Greyhound bus to get my cousin out of here. He may have wore out his welcome by the very long string of lies he has been telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[2] If we visit your home state, what is one MUST we should do before leaving? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Stay at the Great Wolf Lodge. I wish that I could live there, I absolutely love the indoor water park and all the fancy services they offer. Spa, pizza, arcade, you name it and they have it. Amazing for kids, relaxing for parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[3] What do you think pharmaceutical companies should invent a pill for that isn't already on the market? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;How about one that makes stretch marks disappear, just makes them instantly vanish. I bet you they would make billions off of that idea. Maybe I should patent it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[4] When was your first kiss? Good or bad? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;All I can remember was I was young. The neighbor boy was my boyfriend. The very first one was good because it was just a peck on the lips. But when he tried to make out with me it was horrible, and when that I happened I told my mom I thought I was pregnant because he stuck his tongue in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Century Gothic',serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[5] What is your guilty pleasure show that you cannot miss during the Summer? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pretty Little Liars and Covert Affairs has got me hooked, line, and sinker-ed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-8757438105951361505?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8757438105951361505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=8757438105951361505&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8757438105951361505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8757438105951361505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-want-to-know-wednesday-11.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday #11'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1109592262350214409</id><published>2011-06-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:12:50.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bucket List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DayCare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>The Bucket Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Plenty of people have caught it, then passed it around. What is it you ask? &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The Bucket Bug. &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Every day I see a couple more posts declaring that the writer has caught it. Now it has gotten around to me. &lt;a href="http://nextgenhomeschooler.blogspot.com/p/about-author.html"&gt;Crystal&lt;/a&gt; had an amazing idea, check it out &lt;a href="http://nextgenhomeschooler.blogspot.com/2011/06/2011-summer-bucket-list-tuesday.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, that I am going to do with my boys. I will go ahead and get the list started and share with you what we hope to be doing this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;1. Go to the races, be they car, horse, dog, or otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;2. Go on a miniature cruise (a local one around the harbor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;3. Visit the kangaroo and wallaby farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;4. Go to the Pioneer Farm Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;5. Visit a botanical garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;6. Go to an arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;7. Go bowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;8. Go ice-skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;9. Go inline-skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;10. Go to Birch Bay Waterslides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;11. Go to the Miniature Family Fun Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;12. Visit the naval museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;13. Go to a 'Vertical World'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;14. Visit a medieval village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;15. Ride on a steam train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;16. Go to Slide Waters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;17. Go white water rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;18. Stay in the cabins at a ranch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;19. Visit the miniature cattle ranch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;20. Go to the Funhouse Discovery Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;21. Go to Northwest Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;22. Play Whirly Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;23. Visit the Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;24. Go to Splash Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;25. Go to a Children's Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;26. Laser Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;27. Go to Wild Waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;28. Visit a beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;29. Go to the Great Wolf Lodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;30. See the Granger Dinosaurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;31. Tour a lighthouse&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;32. Go mini golfing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;33. Tour Tillamook Cheese Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;34. Tour Gingerbread House Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;35. Go to a Nutcracker museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;36. Go tubing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;37. Hike the Mima Mounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;38. Visit Marsh's Oddity Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;39. Ride on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;40. Go to the dunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;41. Ride snowmobiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;42. Ride quads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;43. Go to a Zoological Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;44. Visit a serpentarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;45. Tour the Ape Caves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;46. Visit Mt. St. Helens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;47. Hike Mt. Ellinor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;48. Ride Go-Karts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I'll add more later ☺ You guys get the gist of what we will be doing all summer long!&amp;nbsp; Especially since rumor has it that I will be the boys' new "daycare"! &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9176060448766164036-1109592262350214409?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1109592262350214409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1109592262350214409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1109592262350214409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1109592262350214409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/bucket-bug.html' title='The Bucket Bug'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6231134846749204185</id><published>2011-06-27T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T10:30:19.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><title type='text'>There are tons of things that make me smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Another weekend, another wedding. Absolutely stunning wedding if I do say so myself, the decor and venue were prestigious. (No, I do not care that I could have used that word incorrectly haha!) From the chandeliers to the silverware, everything was gorgeous and so well laid out. J and I had our fair share of dancing and drinks, which made for a very eventful evening. Found out that I am now an Eclipse (the car, not the movie) fan. Super fun to drive! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;A humongous "THANKS" goes out to &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/"&gt;Mark &amp;amp; Angel Hack Life&lt;/a&gt; for these amazing thought provoking questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[25] When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards and just do what you know is right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;You should do what you know is right from the very beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[26] How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Judging on knowledge I would say my early twenties, judging by looks I would guess my mid teens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[27] Would you break the law to save a loved one? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Really depends on the situation. If the loved one was getting hurt or killed then heck yes I would break the law, if they were just getting thrown in jail for something ridiculous then no I wouldn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[28] What makes you smile? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;My son, my significant other, my family, my friends, my animals. There are tons of things that make me smile ☺.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[29] When all is said and done will you have said more than you have done? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Unfortunately yes, I will have said much more than I have done. I have yet to find my motivation and determination to see things through right away. Which means I am a lot more talk than action, one thing that I really need to work on! I have a horrible habit of making up lists (I &lt;i&gt;adore&lt;/i&gt; lists) and never finishing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;[30] If you had the opportunity to get a message across to a large group of people, what would your message be? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Don't procrastinate, you lose out on so many amazing opportunities. It is definitely a lesson that I learned way too late. &lt;i&gt;The early bird gets the worm!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-6231134846749204185?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6231134846749204185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6231134846749204185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6231134846749204185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6231134846749204185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/there-are-tons-of-things-that-make-me.html' title='There are tons of things that make me smile.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-622445508042636268</id><published>2011-06-23T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:23:29.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><title type='text'>Actually, it wasn't funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I had a pretty funny conversation with my cousin last night, actually it wasn't funny at all. It was one of those you-have-to-laugh-because-there-is-nothing-else-you-can-do types of funny. I haven't seen her in a month or so, when usually I go to her place several times a week. We had a lot to catch up on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRgWyQk4TA-FO9xBN86mDRVlxaUfIsqlKI6kFeKhQoe_9kphDR1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRgWyQk4TA-FO9xBN86mDRVlxaUfIsqlKI6kFeKhQoe_9kphDR1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We start with the normal family gossip, who is doing who or what, etc. Moved on to a certain mutual "friend" shall we call him, and his ridiculous scandals. Then we started talking about my luck. I must say I am pretty proud of myself for making her so astonished. (Trust me, it's a pretty hard feat). You see, both sides of my family has horrible rotten dirty bad luck, and I got the worst of both ends. I told her about all the things going south and just working against me, and there is a heck of a lot of it. She was pretty speechless, so we both looked at each other and laughed. What else can you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;On a, sort of, lighter side: I talked to the landlord about the duplex next door. We didn't get shot down, so that's a plus. John talked to the wife and she was all for us moving in until we told her that we couldn't come up with the $2,650 to move in immediately. She then mentioned there were two people a head of us with applications already in. Figures. I talked to the husband, the landlord. He seemed to think that it would be wonderful if we were able to move in next door to my parents, since he is so sincere and such a great guy he mentioned that he would see if things would work that way. I'm pretty sure he might try to pull a few strings, which would be nice. They sent me an application/background check sort of thing, I filled it out, sent it back, and am playing the waiting game.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[20] &lt;i&gt;Which activities make you lose track of time? &lt;/i&gt;Literally anything makes me lose track of time, ask any one who knows me. If I say "It'll just take a minute" or "I'll be right back" I'm lying, don't listen to me. If I say I'll be five minutes, expect twenty. If you want me to be some where at one o'clock tell me it starts at noon. You get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[21] &lt;i&gt;If you had to teach something, what would you teach?&lt;/i&gt; I would give kids horseback riding lessons. I don't really have the patience for it, but I do have the knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[22] &lt;i&gt;What would you regret not fully doing, being, or having in your life? &lt;/i&gt;I would regret not following my dreams. I would regret not completing my goals. I would regret half-ass'ing things. I would regret not being true to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[23] &lt;i&gt;Are you holding on to something you need to let go of? &lt;/i&gt;Yes, I need to quit holding on to the bitter, money-loving, scandalous side of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[24] &lt;i&gt;When you are 80 years old, what will matter to you most? &lt;/i&gt;That I lived life to the fullest, accomplished my goals, and never gave up. Also the remaining family I have living. &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/9176060448766164036-622445508042636268?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/622445508042636268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=622445508042636268&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/622445508042636268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/622445508042636268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/actually-it-wasnt-funny.html' title='Actually, it wasn&apos;t funny.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-104222331310966640</id><published>2011-06-22T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T07:06:52.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Something amazing may be happening, perhaps, but with my luck it'll be a no-go.. I'll share anyways! The other side of the duplex (that J and I are living with my parents in) is opening up! Here's to hoping we can move in there!! Sure, it's not our old home, but it's one that we can live on our own in ☺ I am super excited. You should be too, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This weeks questions were generated by &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seriously Shawn&lt;/a&gt;, and she is serious ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{1} What is the best or worst pick up line you have ever been given? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;I have heard a great number of cheesy pick-up lines, that's for sure. I have got to say the most memorable is "Nice shoes, wanna f*ck" or "Are you OK? Because it must have hurt falling from heaven". Gotta give those guys props though, takes a lot of balls to use such ridiculous pick-up lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{2} What is your most and least favorite day of the week? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;My most favorite day of the week, of course, is Friday. Fridays mean that I get to spend a weekend with J and the boys. Monday has got to be my least favorite for the obvious reason that J has to go back to work and that the boys go back to their mom's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{3} How many hours of sleep do you require each night? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;I wake up in the best mood if I get 6-8 hours of sleep. Any more or any less and I become a ticked-off zombie like creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{4} Is there a song that takes you back in time? What song is it &amp;amp; what's the memory attached? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;There are so many it is ridiculous. Almost every song that I used to listen to back in the day brings some sort of bitter-sweet memory. The first one coming to mind is "Graduation" by Vitamin C. I still have a hard time listening to it without crying! All my memories and friends from school are very attached to that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{5} What is your biggest guilty pleasure?&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Junk food. Chips, soda, popcorn, you name it and I eat it like it will be gone tomorrow. I'm 98% positive that I am addicted to soda, I just have to have the bubbles! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-104222331310966640?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/104222331310966640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=104222331310966640&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/104222331310966640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/104222331310966640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-want-to-know-wednesday-10.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday #10'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-8823254566617325354</id><published>2011-06-20T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:57:24.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>They wanted mohawks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3dajUWGlo8/Tf9oXrTNDvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_fKHH9c5rlM/s1600/253487_221093284580702_100000400953616_773477_5011411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3dajUWGlo8/Tf9oXrTNDvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_fKHH9c5rlM/s320/253487_221093284580702_100000400953616_773477_5011411_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I touched base on my last post about how I was lucky enough to be a bridesmaid in my cousin's wedding, well I want to extend on that a wee little bit by posting pictures and talking more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell here, by looking at my dress, that their colors were pink, black, and white. Everything was so gorgeous and tied in amazingly with their color scheme. The whole wedding party got along great seeing as we all are at least sort of friends-ish. (Well, we are now at least.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aOfGtQsVVg/Tf9pc1B0nMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xxCl5sNeMOM/s1600/261578_221093471247350_100000400953616_773478_2493204_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aOfGtQsVVg/Tf9pc1B0nMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xxCl5sNeMOM/s320/261578_221093471247350_100000400953616_773478_2493204_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned that 99 Bananas is not my cup of tea, the guys are absolutely hilarious, hearing one of the guys singing "La Bamba" will forever be funny (especially since he knew all of the words!), and that I will never again forget to text J when the reception starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hV9_IpuzFqg/Tf9qXZu-ZlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/XNRGLRHbK_A/s1600/254355_221101347913229_100000400953616_773522_1934605_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hV9_IpuzFqg/Tf9qXZu-ZlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/XNRGLRHbK_A/s320/254355_221101347913229_100000400953616_773522_1934605_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Awesomely we have all three boys for the next couple weekends (usually we get them every other) and have a lot of fun stuff planned! We also got them this last weekend. Their mom asked if I would be willing to cut the boys' hair because her clippers weren't working, of course I said yes! Turns out that J cut it, and they wanted mohawks. She said she'll let them try anything once, haha, but she definitely wasn't very fond of the mohawks. They look super cute, and when Carson gets longer hair he will probably get a matching one. Every kid has to get a mohawk at least once, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So J promised Mister K that if he did well in school that we would take him out to do something fun! Meaning he has his choice of either going to the zoo or going to the aquarium. I definitely wish that we could afford both, but right now money is just too tight. I figure that once we get a little further into summer our finances will let up a little and we can take them out a lot more. &amp;amp; Hopefully since there is no school for Mister K we can get them for a week on/week off sort of deal. I'll have to use my resources ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;i&gt;What does your joy look like today?&lt;/i&gt; I have absolutely no clue what today brings. I do know, though, that I will find loads of joy playing with Little C. Also, I am always very excited with J gets home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;i&gt;Is it possible to lie without saying a word? &lt;/i&gt;Definitely! Lies can be conveyed through thoughts, emotions, physical reactions, and through body language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;i&gt;If you had a friend who spoke to you the same way you spoke to yourself, how long would they be your friend? &lt;/i&gt;Indefinitely. That is how my friends are, we are honest and open with each other. If I wore something that they thought looked bad on me they wouldn't sugar-coat it, they would flat out tell me that I shouldn't wear that. If we are going out I better be looking good too ☺ I love my friends dearly for their honesty, brutal or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Don't miss out on winning a &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/RubyPearls"&gt;gorgeous peacock feathered headband&lt;/a&gt; + $25 gift certificate through &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/2011/06/taking-back-monday-giveaway_20.html"&gt;Dandelion Wishes giveaway&lt;/a&gt;! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/MondayGiveaway-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-8823254566617325354?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8823254566617325354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=8823254566617325354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8823254566617325354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8823254566617325354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/they-wanted-mohawks.html' title='They wanted mohawks!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3dajUWGlo8/Tf9oXrTNDvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_fKHH9c5rlM/s72-c/253487_221093284580702_100000400953616_773477_5011411_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1598020279392782993</id><published>2011-06-19T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:48:01.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Smiles'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day ♥</title><content type='html'>I know J never reads this, but I want to give a giant shout out to him ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Father's Day J! You are the most amazing boyfriend and father, I couldn't ask for more. Thank you for putting up with us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;unday &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;☺A giant amount of smiles came from my cousin's gorgeous wedding. I am so thankful and glad that she choose me to be one of her bridesmaids. The whole wedding was perfect, and I am so happy for her and her new hubby (welcome to the family!). I had a blast the whole time, lots of laughs and happy tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;☺Of course loads of smiles came from having the boys this weekend, they always have me laughing my butt off with their crazy antics. I can't wait to be able to take them to the zoo/aquarium one of these coming weekends! We all are going to have a blast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;☺My biggest smile goes to J. He has been so patient with C and I, and I cannot thank him enough for putting up with us. He has got to be, by far, the most amazing man ever. I love you more than words can describe J ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;unday &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;with.. of course.. &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;21. Have you ever had a garage sale? Of course! My family and I have a giant one at least once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What color is your cell phone? Black, it used to be pink/black/silver/white but C decided to lose the back of it and break the front. Gotta love kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the last alcoholic beverage you had? I had whipped cream vodka and Sunny D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you happy right now? Immensely, I have the worlds greatest family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who came over to your house last? The boys did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you drink beer? On rare occasion when I decide I can put up with drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have your brothers or sisters ever told you that you were adopted? No, I very rarely speak to or see my two half-sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favorite key on your key chain? Car keys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the last movie you watched at home? Blade Trinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is in your pocket? Nothing at all, well, maybe pocket lint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who introduced you to your bf/gf/husband/wife? Myself ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where do you hurt? Balls of my feet from wearing my heels all day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Has someone ever made you a build a bear? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What’s something fun you did today? Went to J's grandparents for father's day and gave the boys mohawks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What is your favorite aisle at Target? Haven't been in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When is your birthday? November 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is there anything hanging from your rear view mirror? Negative, Ghost Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How many states in the US have you been to? 12 or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What kind of milk do you drink? 2%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you going to do after this? Get little C some milk, he has a stomach ache.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1598020279392782993?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1598020279392782993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1598020279392782993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1598020279392782993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1598020279392782993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day ♥'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-250950706106602603</id><published>2011-06-17T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T07:05:22.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fawk You Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>It's Friday &amp; you KNOW what that means!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;Five-Question-Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Five Crooked Halos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[1] &lt;i&gt;What is your favorite Summer time activity&lt;/i&gt;? There is no way that I could pick just one, absolutely &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; way. Swimming, BBQ's, running around in my bikini, sprinklers, lemonade (yes, I classify that as an activity), sun bathing, going to the beach/lake, spending so much time with the kids, and I could go on forever. I absolutely love Summer. Unfortunately where I live we get Summer for maybe a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[2] &lt;i&gt;Do you have laundry soap you stick to, or do you buy whatever is on sale&lt;/i&gt;? I generally stick to one brand, but if I see an awesome sale I definitely go for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[3] &lt;i&gt;What is your favorite dinner to make in the summer&lt;/i&gt;? BBQ! Mainly because I don't have to cook it (HAHA!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[4] &lt;i&gt;Do you have any talents&lt;/i&gt;? I have many talents.. I just can't think of any right off hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[5] &lt;i&gt;If you could instantly be an expert in anything, what would it be and why&lt;/i&gt;? Riding horses, because I love it so much. I used to be so 'just-jump-on-any-horse-and-go' but after I had Little C my sense of mortality hit me like a semi. I used to never get nervous around a horse, and now I jump when they make a noise. Gosh it's awful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;Fawk-You-Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;Jana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips button" height="125" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Fawk you&lt;i&gt; Droid Incredible&lt;/i&gt;, you used to be my very trustworthy-non-breaking phone until yesterday. I understand that you have your moments where your little system gets confused, but usually with a quick turn-off, turn-on you realize your mistakes. But not yesterday morning. Oh, no. You failed me when I needed you most. I'm sure you had a good reason to give me the same pop-up over, and over, and over, and over, and over, making it to where I had a split second to press something else before it popped up again. But having to talk on the phone with a VW representative for &lt;b&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt; hours just to get my pictures put on my computer and a factory reset done, well that was too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Fawk you &lt;i&gt;Not Enough Hours In The Day&lt;/i&gt;, you really throw my groove off. I know you have places to see and people to do, but I do too. I need more time. My hours need to be a little longer when I am super busy. Like today for example. I promised a friend I would see her new place an hour away and bring my little one, aunt, and her child too. But I also have a rehearsal that I must be at or my cousin would kill me (I know this by fact, don't mess with her and her wedding schedule!). To top it off a have to pick up my other two boys and take them out to do something. So if you would ever so kindly add a couple more hours to this day I would greatly appreciate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Fawk you &lt;i&gt;Luck&lt;/i&gt;. You see, I am going to school mostly because I truly want to further my  education, get a degree, and be able to get a good job that pays well. But, there is a  little incentive that is making me want to go just a little bit more ☺ J  and I aren't married, so legally I am a single mom. Single moms get  anything and everything from the state. Not me.&amp;nbsp; Little C and I  got kicked off food stamps and medical, we can't get WIC, and my school  grant (that I was supposed to get a little over $2,000 in pocket is only  going to be $400) screwed me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now, before you judge me and think  that I am 'welfare whore' or whatever people with money call us now  days, I'm not. I honest to God need all the help I can get. I'm not  going to write you a book on how crappy my life is, so here is the gist:  We had to move back in with my parents because we couldn't afford our  bills, $200 worth of groceries barely lasts two weeks in this house. J  and I are the only ones that buy food, halfway through the month the  only person who has food is Little C. Little C and I don't have medical,  I don't care if I don't get medical through the state, whatever. But my  son NEEDS medical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Fawk you &lt;i&gt;Financial Aid&lt;/i&gt;. You should feel proud of yourself for being so ridiculous. I have a guy friend who has no kids, works, gets food stamps, and lives off some mutual friends of ours. He is getting four times more money in pocket then I am. I have to live with my parents, haven't been able to get a job, have a child to care for, and I am barely getting anything. Makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;Friday-Confessional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Confess&lt;/i&gt;.. That I almost had a huge melt down yesterday morning. Absolutely nothing was going right for me, well actually, nothing has been going right for me for a few months now.&amp;nbsp; But trying to take my phone from me too, that is too much. I can't handle that. Not when nothing else is working out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Confess&lt;/i&gt;.. That I have a problem appreciating what I get and not dwelling and getting upset over what I can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-250950706106602603?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/250950706106602603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=250950706106602603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/250950706106602603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/250950706106602603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-friday-you-know-what-that-means.html' title='It&apos;s Friday &amp; you KNOW what that means!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7423405021669992335</id><published>2011-06-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:30:45.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Do stores sell good luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8TiN5njLqE/Tfdv50VIYNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2JOXHBqVuYw/s1600/254540_219679128055451_100000400953616_764808_3751749_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8TiN5njLqE/Tfdv50VIYNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2JOXHBqVuYw/s320/254540_219679128055451_100000400953616_764808_3751749_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;[That is my super adorable son C &amp;amp; I out disc golfing with J and my daddy.]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;How do you get good luck? Is there a store that I don't know about? Am I doing something wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;So many times I have joked about that saying "&lt;b&gt;If I didn't have bad luck I would have no luck at all&lt;/b&gt;", well I am done joking about it because it is so ridiculously true!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could run a blog about my bad luck, I would never not have anything to post about. ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[12] &lt;i&gt;What would you do differently if you knew no one would judge you? &lt;/i&gt;I would probably be a little louder and more obnoxious, not obnoxious where I would sneak through WalMart hanging grandma panties on poor unsuspecting people's hoods (like I did back in the day, muah ha ha) but more as I wouldn't censor what I wanted to say. Instead of keeping my thoughts to myself I would share them ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[13] &lt;i&gt;Do you celebrate the things that you do have? &lt;/i&gt;Not enough. I need to start appreciating what I have instead of &lt;strike&gt;moping&lt;/strike&gt; dwelling on what I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[14] &lt;i&gt;What is the difference between living &amp;amp; existing? &lt;/i&gt;Existing to me is just going with the flow, casually going through life boringly. Living is swimming against the current, doing what excites you, making a name for yourself, and standing out. The difference is control, when you exist you let your life mold you and make who you are, living is when you control life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[15] &lt;i&gt;If not now, then when?&lt;/i&gt; As soon as possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[16] &lt;i&gt;Have you done anything lately worth remembering? &lt;/i&gt;The biggest thing I have done lately, that I must add that I am dang proud of myself for, is finally going back to college. I had been 'looking into it' for a few years. &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/9176060448766164036-7423405021669992335?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7423405021669992335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7423405021669992335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7423405021669992335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7423405021669992335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-stores-sell-good-luck.html' title='Do stores sell good luck?'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8TiN5njLqE/Tfdv50VIYNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2JOXHBqVuYw/s72-c/254540_219679128055451_100000400953616_764808_3751749_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5406833714895869585</id><published>2011-06-13T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:11:55.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Busy bee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Monday. I wrote out a to-do list last night and had over twenty things that I needed to get done, ugh. I woke up at 6am and got ready for the day and started at it! Only got 12 things done so far, but you know what, I think that was quite a bit. 12 things done, heck yes! 12 things I don't have to do tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMrob0MTNos/TfaK4yc2JaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ARFibm4IA30/s1600/247837_219497028073661_100000400953616_763125_3710325_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMrob0MTNos/TfaK4yc2JaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ARFibm4IA30/s320/247837_219497028073661_100000400953616_763125_3710325_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I had to drop of Mister K's bike to his mom's house today ☺ and Middle B wanted to spend the day with me, which was awesome! We did a lot of boring running around.. But our Post Office has a super cool train out front that you can climb on so I let him hang out on that for a while. That way our day wasn't super boring to him. I am so ready for a nap though, and so is Little C, we were too much of a Busy Bee for our own good.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Who do you love &amp;amp; what are you doing about it? &lt;/i&gt;My family and friends, of course. I show them every day that I love them by staying in touch, making sure everything is going okay for them, and helping them when I can. I let them know I care for them through my smiles and kind words, laughter and hugs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;9. &lt;i&gt;What's a belief that you hold that many people disagree? &lt;/i&gt;I'm a Christian (I think) and not everybody has the same religion as I do. This question kind stumps me a little bit, haha. An easier question would to be to ask me what I disagree with ☺. My answer would be the fact that we are discontinuing saying the 'Pledge of Allegiance' in the mornings, the fact that we have to 'hide' our religions. I think that is bullshit, I have never been one to shove my religion or beliefs down someones throat, nor have I ever reprimanded someone for sharing their beliefs. If you have a problem with the way we do things in the United States, home of the free, then get the hell out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;What can you do today that you weren't capable of a year ago? &lt;/i&gt;Run, exercise, ride my horse! Warning: The following sentence is definitely TMI! I had stitches in and out of my you know what, so let's just say I wasn't very active after having little C.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;11. &lt;i&gt;Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength? &lt;/i&gt;Neither. I view crying as a way of getting out frustration or sadness. I don't believe that just because you cry you are a weak person, nor do I believe that crying is a sign of strength. It shows that you are human. &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/9176060448766164036-5406833714895869585?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5406833714895869585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5406833714895869585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5406833714895869585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5406833714895869585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-bee.html' title='Busy bee.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMrob0MTNos/TfaK4yc2JaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ARFibm4IA30/s72-c/247837_219497028073661_100000400953616_763125_3710325_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4759026897137238769</id><published>2011-06-11T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:47:19.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I should be at the park right now, but little C threw a huge temper tantrum and definitely needed a nap and immediately squashing any plans of getting out of the house. Ah, kids. Gotta love them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My mom and I are trying to join the local Equestrienne's group, and I really am hoping to get in! They are a bunch of ladies (18 and older) that get together with their horses and do shows, parades, trail rides, you name it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunriseproperties.net/image%5Csunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.sunriseproperties.net/image%5Csunrise.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;What gets you excited about life?&lt;/i&gt; Accomplishing goals, planning new things or adventures, and when things go my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;What life lesson did you learn the hard way? &lt;/i&gt;Pretty much all of them. Someone can tell you something until they are blue in the face and it won't hit home until you have experienced it yourself. Even if ten people tell you the same thing, you honestly have to go through it to believe it, or at least understand the to the full extent what they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;What do you wish you would have spent more time doing five years ago? &lt;/i&gt;I wish that I would have spent more time paying attention and studying for school. I never realized how much high school grades would affect getting into college, and how much I could have benefited from actually paying attention. I also wish that I would have spent more time working and riding my horse, maybe I would have kept him. (I would sure be a heck of a lot happier if I did! I am still trying to get him back!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;Do you ask enough questions or do you settle with what you know? &lt;/i&gt;Usually I settle with what I know and then realize that I should have asked more questions when it is too late. I really should work on that, better to know to much than not enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-4759026897137238769?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4759026897137238769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4759026897137238769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4759026897137238769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4759026897137238769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-should-be-at-park-right-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4086964394672907014</id><published>2011-06-10T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:00:30.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fawk You Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Thought Provoking Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>If I didn't have bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Five Crooked Halos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How close to your childhood dreams is your life right now? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;As much as I would love to say "Almost there!" or "I'm hitting the nail on the head", I can't lie. I am far, far, away. But, in my defense, I am working on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Which is one must have item for Summer? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Bikinis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you have your kids keep up on school stuff during summer vacation? (Or if you don't have kids did your parents make you keep up on school stuff?) &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I will make the kids stay up to date on school stuff, but I'm not going to slap some homework down in front of them and make them do it. I'll find fun and creative ways to incorporate reading and math into activities that they won't hate me for. ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you can or freeze fresh produce? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I do not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you get ready for the day first thing in the morning? &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;No, but I really need to start doing so. I believe it will help with my motivation to get things done if I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips button" height="125" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fawk You Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;Jana&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fawk you super cute Acura. If you ran right maybe I wouldn't be in such a bad mood every time I need to get errands done. It sure would help if you had an ignition that required a key and not a pair of vice grips to start you. Also, just to toss this minor little thing in, if you actually started every time that would be helpful also. (On a lighter note I named her Marilyn, my car that is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fawk you Karma. We used to be on such amazing terms, and I thoroughly enjoyed that. But as of, oh the last few months, you have been nothing but a &lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt; pain in my rear end. I understand how you work and I have been on my best behavior.. So I am failing to come up with why you are getting back at me so. I have been great the past few years!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I confess that I have gone on a crazy coupon clipping spree. I have been inspired by that &lt;strike&gt;ridiculous&lt;/strike&gt; coupon clipping show where these &lt;strike&gt;definitely not normal&lt;/strike&gt; people get over $500 worth of groceries and only have to pay $5. Since finances aren't what we wish they would be I am doing everything I can to cut costs. That includes spending countless hours hunched over the computer going through millions of websites to get the best and latest deals. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Lately I have been feeling a little blah and sluggish. Actually I have been feeling down right unmotivated and unappreciated. I guess that's what happens when you spend the day moping about wishing there was something you could go out and do. (Hence why I am so darn excited about going to college!) So I decided to add another blog 'meme' to my plate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;365 Thought Provoking Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/"&gt;Marc and Angel Hack Life&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Obviously I am not about to answer all 365 questions this blog post, I will do a few here and there, so stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When was the last time you tried something new? &lt;/i&gt;I tried a new flavor of ice cream about a week ago, but I don't think the question means something as mundane as that. In all honesty I don't think I have tried anything new in years. Although I have been looking up places that offer skydiving, parasailing, paragliding, and zip-lining. (Sounds like I am looking to &lt;strike&gt;give myself a heart attack&lt;/strike&gt; get my adrenaline pumping!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who do you sometimes compare yourself to? &lt;/i&gt;I'm definitely not about to state any names (what if they read my blog?!) but any one who is really close to me knows the answer right off the bat. Let's just say: she has an amazing job (just got promoted) and I don't, she has a super cute new car and I have a barely-running-on-it's-last-wheel-car, she makes good money and is able to afford the finer things in life and I never have any money other than the change that I can scrape together on occasion, she is able to provide for herself and her kids and I have to live off of J. (&lt;b&gt;Told you I was in a downer mood&lt;/b&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What's the most sensible thing you've ever heard someone say? &lt;/i&gt;One of my favorites is "Life is what you make it". I am constantly hearing and saying that if you want something in life you have to do everything you can to get it, it's not going to be handed to you (and if it is you are just a lucky son of a gun). Things are so much more appreciated when they have been worked for. You make yourself, you are the only one that can make things happen. (&lt;b&gt;There, a little bit of an upper&lt;/b&gt;!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-4086964394672907014?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4086964394672907014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4086964394672907014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4086964394672907014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4086964394672907014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-didnt-have-bad-luck-i-wouldnt-have.html' title='If I didn&apos;t have bad luck I wouldn&apos;t have any luck at all.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4719258856099852572</id><published>2011-06-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:43:35.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So proud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0EB0CaB3PE/TfGQOA-k9RI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_4xQ3IRr5-o/s1600/250032_218472148176149_100000400953616_755074_6850086_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0EB0CaB3PE/TfGQOA-k9RI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_4xQ3IRr5-o/s320/250032_218472148176149_100000400953616_755074_6850086_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD3QRbvfBIs/TfGQj1eSIMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/c6RXW6mzA_M/s1600/253999_218477804842250_100000400953616_755090_5032893_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD3QRbvfBIs/TfGQj1eSIMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/c6RXW6mzA_M/s320/253999_218477804842250_100000400953616_755090_5032893_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me start off with this: My step-son is awesome, really smart, and let's not forget to add an amazing reader! His school had an African Safari Reading Challenge going on since around the beginning of the school year. Each book you read is worth a certain amount of points that gets tallied up towards the end of the year (aka yesterday). Each grade has ten winners who read the most. Mister K placed 5th in his whole grade! He has been a reading &lt;i&gt;machine&lt;/i&gt;. Best part: He won a bike! A super expensive Mongoose bike. I am so thankful his mom invited me to tag along to his assembly, I could have cried I was so excited and proud of him. ☺ The first picture is Mister K with his brand spanking new awesome bike, and yes I had to force him to smile. The next picture his his awesome daddy (aka the love of my life) teaching him how to shoot his pellet gun. Yeah, my step-kids are pretty much the best (don't mind my bragging!) &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/-cK8Mv4Qsifw/TfGSCS2M1TI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wtthc_eBWF8/s1600/215232_204956832861014_100000400953616_663178_122156_n.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/-cK8Mv4Qsifw/TfGSCS2M1TI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wtthc_eBWF8/s320/215232_204956832861014_100000400953616_663178_122156_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course I had to throw in a super cute picture of me and my other step-son Little B. We were at a Monster truck show (heck yes!). He wasn't so into taking pictures with me, that's okay though. I guess I can't blame him for preferring to watch the monster trucks than the camera. *&lt;u&gt;Question&lt;/u&gt;: What do you do when your child hits the terrible threes (yes I said threes!) and starts hitting and kicking?* Lord love that little boy, I sure do, but he has started throwing huge tantrums and being not so nice!&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/-791aB4M1weo/TfGQjp4vzsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ev8k7HXAXs8/s1600/250042_218293714860659_100000400953616_754045_6295110_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-791aB4M1weo/TfGQjp4vzsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ev8k7HXAXs8/s320/250042_218293714860659_100000400953616_754045_6295110_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last but not least, (since I had pictures of my step-sons I needed to get my little guy some publicity too!) Baby C, who isn't such a baby any more. I have to remember he is a toddler, a noisy, walking, pain in the butt toddler! We took him to Olive Garden for the first time, and he did so amazing. We even ordered him his own dish. Made me kind of sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-4719258856099852572?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4719258856099852572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4719258856099852572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4719258856099852572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4719258856099852572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-proud.html' title='So proud.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0EB0CaB3PE/TfGQOA-k9RI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_4xQ3IRr5-o/s72-c/250032_218472148176149_100000400953616_755074_6850086_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1065356656687464435</id><published>2011-06-08T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T12:46:28.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[1]Everyone seems to have a quirky family situation-what is something unique about your family dynamic? &lt;i&gt;Our ability to talk, talk, talk, and talk some more. Also, the fact that my whole family says it'll only be a minute and we take an hour. We are always late and always talking up a storm. We can also talk about literally nothing. We are all too much alike.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[2] What is the most stressful aspect to blogging (aside from the network going down)? &lt;i&gt;I would have to say trying to come up with an exciting post to keep your followers interested and, well, following.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[3] We all end up on a blog at some point in our day, but name your top three favorite websites that you flock to daily (non-blog): &lt;i&gt;Facebook, hotmail, and any horse website really. Lately it has been Clinton Anderson, he is amazing with horses!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compatible-astrology.com/image-files/scorpio2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.compatible-astrology.com/image-files/scorpio2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[4] What's your sign? Believe in it or not, does any part ring true to you? &lt;i&gt;Scorpio and darn proud. It could just be me being crazy but it fits me to a 'T'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[5]Ice cream, Ice cream, we all scream for Ice cream! Name your favorite flavor/brand? &lt;i&gt;Right now it is Mud Pie all the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*I forgot the bonus questions! Oh no!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[6] Name the blog you credit for linking up with us today: &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[7]Suggest a question you want to see in a future WWTKW: &lt;i&gt;Something about our animals/pets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1065356656687464435?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1065356656687464435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1065356656687464435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1065356656687464435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1065356656687464435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-want-to-know-wednesday-8.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday #8'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2281169998376188234</id><published>2011-06-02T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T07:43:11.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>I'm late! I'm late for a very important date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- I'm a day off, with everything. For a while this morning I was pretty convinced it was Tuesday, I don't know how, but I was. J had a three-day weekend (awesome!) and now it has my schedule all mixed up. Figures I live off of his schedule. Any who, the reason I started ranting was because last week I missed We Want To Know Wednesday, so this week I was going to make absolutely sure that I didn't miss it again, and guess what: I did. Again. But you know what, the link is still open, so I am linking up.. A day late. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[1] If the blogging world had a talent show, what would your act be? &lt;i&gt;I was really hoping to be incredibly witty here and stun you with one of my majestic talents, but I can't think of any! Last time I tried to be in a talent show it was with two of my friends, they said our act was too 'sexy' and wouldn't let us dance. I guess I could awe you with some not so great jokes..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[2] What's the most likely reason you might become famous?&lt;i&gt; I don't really know. The answer that I want to say is because of my success. I just have to get off my lazy ass first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[3] What question are you repeatedly asked that you are tired of hearing? &lt;i&gt;At this very moment it is to borrow my saddle, well, in their words "Can we borrow Uncle T's saddle?" What I want to say is "When you start realizing its mine!" I am buying it, therefor it is mine. All mine. Just mine. MINE. Not to mention you have four saddles of your own. What are they, broken?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;[4] What's the last thing you broke? &lt;i&gt;You shouldn't have asked this question, now I get to have an hour long rant about my CAR. My dear beloved 94 Acura Legend, I despise you. You don't always start, I cannot start you with a key, you like to idle erratically, your speedometer and odometer don't work, you need a bunch of new mechanical parts, and you cause me too much grief!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[5] Finish this sentence: I can't believe I used to.. &lt;i&gt;have a life. I remember the days when I had so much going on that I had to cram a weeks worth of things into one day, every day. Now my excitement is maybe getting to go to the grocery store once a month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- On a lighter/darker note I am registering for my college classes today! I am pretty excited, to say the least. Unfortunately the classes I NEED to take are filled up and I would be stuck on a waiting list. So I have to wait til next Quarter to take those, and it messed up my whole plan of things. Plus, even though you can register online, on your own computer, at home, they want me to go to the college and sign up. Which means dragging out the make up and trying to find something other than pajamas to wear. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-2281169998376188234?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2281169998376188234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2281169998376188234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2281169998376188234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2281169998376188234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-late-im-late-for-very-important-date.html' title='I&apos;m late! I&apos;m late for a very important date!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5446912077438734080</id><published>2011-05-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:52:35.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fawk You Friday'/><title type='text'>Thank goodness it is Fawk You Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips button" height="125" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fawk You Friday could only be hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.mymadmind.com/"&gt;My Mad Mind&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;Boobies, Babies, &amp;amp; A Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Fridays are the perfect time to join together, let it all out, and of course link up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ The biggest Fawk You goes to having to move out of our amazing, well lit, spacious, big, rental home. Moving has got to be the worst, especially sorting things into boxes or if you are like me un-sorting things out of boxes. I generally start off packing like things, then I get annoyed and start throwing everything into boxes. Trying to find stuff later is ridiculous. Of course I label the box "Stuff". &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Next biggest Fawk You goes to a certain unappreciative person. Please don't sit there and openly complain that no one does anything around the house while I am doing dishes and sweeping. Then don't go on saying that there is never any food in the house. Especially don't start about how there are some things that bother you that I do. Because I never do any chores around the house, I don't pick up after myself, and I certainly never buy groceries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Thirdly, the weather not getting sunny, warm, and blissful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5446912077438734080?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5446912077438734080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5446912077438734080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5446912077438734080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5446912077438734080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-goodness-it-is-fawk-you-friday.html' title='Thank goodness it is Fawk You Friday.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5778924864361881828</id><published>2011-05-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:11:11.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazyness'/><title type='text'>I Survived Zombie Apocalypse #1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Growing up in this&lt;b&gt; lovely &lt;/b&gt;country-the home of the &lt;i&gt;free&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;brave&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;gender-changing&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;hypocritical&lt;/i&gt;, and well &lt;i&gt;whatever else you can toss in there&lt;/i&gt;-I've seen and heard everything.. But this, this really takes the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FL0rxlJfqQ/TdvuKtvB1_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Mu2fxHyVh9I/s1600/zombies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FL0rxlJfqQ/TdvuKtvB1_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Mu2fxHyVh9I/s200/zombies.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://roadtickle.com/the-worst-places-to-be-in-a-zombie-apocalypse/"&gt;credit&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Last Saturday we were supposed to have a 'Zombie Apocalypse', obviously it didn't come. BUT don't fret, the real one is supposed to be this coming October. &lt;strike&gt;Everyone makes mistakes, some more public than others.&lt;/strike&gt; When I heard about this I thought my friend was trying to trick me, so of course I had to go check it out for myself. Oh my &lt;strike&gt;God&lt;/strike&gt; gosh she wasn't kidding. Worst part: people fell for it. *Insert sarcastic remark here.* Since, obviously, the first apocalypse was miscalculated we get to gear up for the real one. Luckily the Center of Disease Control has posted a guide to help us in this emergency: &lt;a href="http://emergency.cdc.gov/socialmedia/zombies_blog.asp"&gt;Preparedness 101: Zombie Apocalypse&lt;/a&gt;. You all might want to check that out, I heard zombies could be pretty mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If CDC hasn't posted enough information for you, you can always go buy The Zombie Survival Guide by Max Brooks. &lt;u&gt;I bet he is making bank off of that book right about now.&lt;/u&gt; In case you don't have the money or means to snag that up right quick, I am here to help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;First, you need to &lt;b&gt;know your enemy&lt;/b&gt;. Zombies are said to have superhuman powers, super strength, lightening speed, telepathy, etc. &lt;strike&gt;Sounds like Superman to me!&lt;/strike&gt; They have normal eyesight, increased hearing, a more acute sense of smell, altered taste, cannot feel physical sensations, and may have a sixth sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You need to &lt;b&gt;know the signs virus&lt;/b&gt;. If you decided to get bitten or exchange bodily fluids you have a few hours to kills yourself, up to five to be safe. After those five hours you will start getting a fever, chills, slight dementia, vomiting, and achy joints. Few hours later you will experience increased fever, increased dementia, and loss of coordination. Eventually you will be a zombie, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the end you just need to run like hell or get a shot gun and a lot of ammo. Aim for the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before you start doubting the zombie apocalypse you need to know the&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_15643_5-scientific-reasons-zombie-apocalypse-could-actually-happen.html"&gt; five scientific reasons &lt;/a&gt;that this could actually happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brain parasites are real, just look up  toxoplasmosa gondii! Rumor has it that it is terrifying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Neurotoxins can 'zombie-fy' people, if injected with even doctors could think you were dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Real rage virus. Did you know humans can catch Mad Cow? They call it Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease. Here are the symptoms: Changes in gait (walking), hallucinations, lack of coordination (for example, stumbling and falling), muscle twitching, seizures, rapidly developing delirium or dementia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Neurogenesis: Scientists are able to &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedirect.com/science?_ob=ArticleURL&amp;amp;_udi=B6VKN-4GK1DST-7&amp;amp;_user=10&amp;amp;_coverDate=08%2F31%2F2005&amp;amp;_rdoc=1&amp;amp;_fmt=&amp;amp;_orig=search&amp;amp;_sort=d&amp;amp;view=c&amp;amp;_acct=C000050221&amp;amp;_version=1&amp;amp;_urlVersion=0&amp;amp;_userid=10&amp;amp;md5=10e57bbd002805551700b598b9811763"&gt;re-grow the brains of comatose head trauma patients&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nanobots: Scientists have already created &lt;a href="http://www.technovelgy.com/ct/Science-Fiction-News.asp?NewsNum=480"&gt;a nano-cyborg&lt;/a&gt;,  by fusing a tiny silicone chip to a virus. The first thing they found  out is these cyborgs can still operate for up to a month after the death  of the host.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5778924864361881828?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5778924864361881828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5778924864361881828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5778924864361881828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5778924864361881828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-survived-zombie-apocalypse-1.html' title='I Survived Zombie Apocalypse #1!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FL0rxlJfqQ/TdvuKtvB1_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Mu2fxHyVh9I/s72-c/zombies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-137907156553316293</id><published>2011-05-18T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:51:29.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;{1} If you could choose a Super Power, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Invisibility. You could get away with so much if you were invisible! You could go anywhere and do anything, you could even rob a bank! Not that I am saying doing so is a good or lawful thing, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;{2} What would be your first frivolous purchase if you were awarded a million dollars, tomorrow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brand spanking new top of the line BMW in hot pink. Then I would drive that BMW to all the local real estate offices and find the perfect house and buy that!&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/-yiyNOAnuZNY/TdP4sqkh6UI/AAAAAAAAAOE/graggzWEjGg/s1600/bmw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiyNOAnuZNY/TdP4sqkh6UI/AAAAAAAAAOE/graggzWEjGg/s320/bmw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://c0170361.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/1201087_185906_4606fa686d_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;{3} What would be the hardest current luxury for you to give up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Internet, it is my connection to the world when I am stuck at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; {4}&amp;nbsp;If you were given a choice between being given great wisdom and great wealth, which would you choose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wealth hands down. I'm going to be going to school for a reason, give me the money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;{5} If you were to be stranded on a deserted island for 100 days what 5 THINGS would you pack?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. A humongous WalMart, a girls got to eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. My cell phone (equipped with a charger of course, or a battery that never ever died).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Endless supply of bikinis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Loads of sun screen and aloe vera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. My horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px; outline-style: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You didn't say that I had to be realistic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-137907156553316293?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/137907156553316293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=137907156553316293&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/137907156553316293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/137907156553316293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-want-to-know-wednesday-5.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday #5'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiyNOAnuZNY/TdP4sqkh6UI/AAAAAAAAAOE/graggzWEjGg/s72-c/bmw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6100895024913654557</id><published>2011-05-15T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:06:54.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>I like to steal on Sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The "You Can't Be Missed" Meme by&lt;a href="http://sweetmemes.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-cant-be-missed-if-you-never-go-away.html"&gt; Cat.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[1. Which state do you consider to be the most boring state?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I would have to go with Montana. I'm sure there are fun pit stops every hundred miles or so, but until then nothing but one lane highway surrounded by nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2. If any chef from the Food Network (or any well known chef) could cater your wedding, who would it be?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Chef Gordon Ramsey. My food would be cooked to perfection, and if it wasn't he would blow a gasket, fire the person, and cook it himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[3. What's the last thing you ate that was red?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Pizza sauce on my cheese and pineapple pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[4. Have you ever questioned the sexuality orientation of a close friend?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yes. The friend was male, and I could have sworn he was gay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5. Everyone loses a friend after some big fight. Tell us about one.]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; I've never gotten in a crazy huge fight with a friend, only people that I don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6. Have you ever washed an iPod or mp3 player in the washing machine?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Thankfully no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7. Have you ever screamed / yelled angrily at a boss?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;No way, but I have definitely wanted to. The worst thing I have ever said to my boss was that she looked like a cow, she had it coming though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Once when I was in Kindergarten, I lost my 101 Dalmatians umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9. Have you ever regretted being in a relationship with someone?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10. Have you ever acted like you understood something when you didn't have a clue?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[11. Have you ever thought someone must have been insane? If yes, tell us something about the person.] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I once thought my neighbor was insane, with very good reason. The entire S.W.A.T. team was swarming his and my house because he was "holding" his wife captive. Who knows. I'm great friends with him and his wife though. Such lovely people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12. Have you ever pretended to be younger than what you are?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;No, but people always mistake me for being younger. I am twenty-one and look like I am fifteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13. Back in the day, did you ever cry because you were turned down for a date?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Nope, my girls had my back and always would cheer me up before I could mope about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14. Have you ever (or your significant other) had a pregnancy scare?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Once, and turns out that I was pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15. Have you ever pretended to like someone when you didn't?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Not really. It's hard for me to pretend to like someone if I don't. You'll know if I don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; [16. What was the last thing you did that was totally selfish, yet you feel no guilt?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I can't really think of something that selfish that I have done lately. Well, I didn't feel guilty about hiding the fact that I was eating from my one-year-old son because I wanted my sandwich all to myself. In my defense I had JUST fed him and I only had a quarter of a sandwich to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17. Tell us about a film fave of yours that we probably have not seen.] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I can't choose just one, asking me to is torturous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18. When was the last time you kissed someone that you shouldn't have on the lips?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I shouldn't have kissed John the first time that we met, but it was the best kiss of my life and I just couldn't resist doing it again and again, and again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19. When was the last time you cooked something for someone not in your family?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I'm not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20. When was the last time you danced like a crazy person?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Friday night. My cousin has this dancing game for the Kinect (xbox thing) and it totally kicked my butt. We had a couple drinks and definitely looked silly trying to dance along with it and win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21. When was the last time you just wanted to be invisible?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Can't say I have felt like that in a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22. When was the last time you got a gift you absolutely hated?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; I haven't had that happen since I was in my early teens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[23. When was the last time you got into a physical fight? (If NEVER, let us know about a time that you got close to a fight.)] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;The last "fight" that I got in was when a girl at my barn a long while back thought it would be funny to say that I had a huge crush on my best guy friend, we found it funny. So I started saying that she liked him and apparently she did because she got insanely red and thought she would try to hit with me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[24. When was the last time you had to sleep with a light on?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I never have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[25. When was the last time you were under some serious stress?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;A month or so ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[26. When was the last time you watched your favorite movie?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;All movies are my favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[27. What song did you most recently downloaded?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;"I pray for you" I can't remember the guy who sings it, but it is hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[28. What would you say is your favorite hobby?]&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Riding horses, hands down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[29. What is your favorite thing to do when you hang out with friends?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Talk, get out of the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[30. What would you rather do: shower or bathe with that celebrity that you are crushing on?] &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Neither. But I would love to take a babble bath with my man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/atBg9zLI2bA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-6100895024913654557?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6100895024913654557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6100895024913654557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6100895024913654557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6100895024913654557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-like-to-steal-on-sundays.html' title='I like to steal on Sundays.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/atBg9zLI2bA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-483131936597150942</id><published>2011-05-11T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:36:41.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>WWTK Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Today I have to go to the college to take the Accuplacer test, and I am so nervous. Thank God it isn't a pass/fail type test because I would be going home very upset hah. I got to take home a sample packet with questions, and oh boy do I need to go back to high school. Thankfully the reading/writing are simple and easy but the math. I am going to be put in dummies math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I am giddily joining up with &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janette&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt; for We Want To Know Wednesday! This week Janette asked the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What game show have you always thought you could be on and totally WIN&lt;/span&gt;? Depending on the night I could totally rock Jeopardy, but I think it would be a lot more fun to go on Family Feud! J, myself, J's momma, my momma, and my father would make the ultimate team.&lt;br /&gt;[2] &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Do you have tattoo(s)? What are they and what made you choose them? If not, would you get one, yes/no and why?&lt;/span&gt; I currently do not have any tattoos, unfortunately. However YES I do want quite a few tattoos on the inside of my wrist, up my side, on my shoulder, on my thigh, and on the front of my hips. Probably a few other places once I think of them. Just wait til I have the money to afford getting tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;[3] &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What is your favorite piece of jewelry that you own?&lt;/span&gt; My belly button ring, it's the only real piece of jewelry I own. The rest is cheap or lost.&amp;nbsp; The most bummer thing is that I can't even put my bb ring in, my hole is halfway closed.&lt;br /&gt;[4] &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What is your driving pet peeves?&lt;/span&gt; Oh goodness, don't get me started. I can't stand when people drive under the speed limit, I get insane road rage and get ready to run them off the road. I also can't stand when people don't pay attention to stop lights, green means GO don't sit there picking your nose looking around like an idiot. Slow people in the fast lane or when they pace the car beside them. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;[5] &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What was your favorite sitcom growing up that you wished was still on?&lt;/span&gt; I'm drawing blanks, I Love Lucy? It's still on though, but its always re-runs. Or I Dream of Genie! Those are sitcoms, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-483131936597150942?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/483131936597150942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=483131936597150942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/483131936597150942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/483131936597150942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/wwtk-wednesday.html' title='WWTK Wednesday'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7666853591406752624</id><published>2011-05-10T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:24:40.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey it&apos;s okay Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Hey, it's okay Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you are wondering why I didn't post the last couple days it is because I didn't have internet. We got all moved out and then in and had to wait for Monday to come around for the Comcast guy to hook up our cable/internet/phone. Usually moving into a new place is semi exciting, new neighbors, new landlord, new newness. It's not exciting, but I do get more socialization. Let me let you in on a little secret, a little sucky secret, we had to move back in with my parents. I feel the invisible slap to the face enough already. We could no longer afford our nice place, with J having to take time off work for C's birth, him breaking his leg and being out a month or so, and not being able to get to work for a couple weeks due to snow. You can see how all those put together would set us back financially. Ugh. Double ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hey, it's okay Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;by the ever so lovely &lt;a href="http://whisperingwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;WhisperingWriter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*I'll come back to do this, I swear!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7666853591406752624?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7666853591406752624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7666853591406752624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7666853591406752624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7666853591406752624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-its-okay-tuesday.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s okay Tuesday!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1309414301312597873</id><published>2011-05-06T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:59:50.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Flip-Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>TGIF x3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Five-Question-Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;with &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Five Crooked Halos&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[1] Have you ever had roommates? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yes, don't do it. Roommates are very deceiving, they tell you that they cook, clean, and you won't notice them, it's a lie. You will notice them, you will&amp;nbsp; notice their trash they left lying about, you will notice them coming in the door at four in the &lt;strike&gt;damn&lt;/strike&gt; morning, you will realize they don't cook, and you will realize that they don't clean. &amp;amp; You will especially notice that the two of you are on completely different schedules, i.e. I got to sleep early (around 9pm) and wake up early (around 7am) because I have a son that demands that, she goes to bed around 5am (she is noisy I might add) and wakes up around 3pm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[2] How many "names" do your kids have? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;C has a few, I will either call him his first name, first and middle name, Buggy, or Little Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[3] Did you watch the Royal Wedding? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I did not. I wanted to, don't get me wrong, but I had motherly duties to tend to &lt;strike&gt;meaning my brat of a son had other plans for me&lt;/strike&gt;. I thought it would be exciting to see how the Royal's do it, but then I would want an amazing billion dollar wedding also, and that wouldn't be good for J's pockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[4] What is the messiest room in your house? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Usually C's because all three of the boy's toys are in there and they are never put away. Currently every room in the house is a disaster from packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[5] What is your ideal Mother's Day? &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Ideally I would like to be flown to Hawaii to relax on the perfectly white sanded beach listening to the crystal clear blue ocean waves lapping onto shore all while getting my tan on. I will have a personal butler to bring me my drink of choice and a handful of helpers that will massage me, give me a manicure and pedicure, and fan me with palm fronds. Oh don't forget my unlimited credit card that I don't have to pay back. If only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Friday-Flip-Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;with &lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/"&gt;Gigi&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off cardboard boxes that are never the exact right size for what all I need to put in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off junk that I have somehow managed to accumulate and will soon have no room for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off garage sale that isn't coming soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off storage unit that is absolutely tiny and has no where near enough room for all of our junk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off dogs for deciding it would be cool to track dirt into the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off roommate who decided to come and start packing at 1030pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Flip-off rent for being too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Friday-Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o298/TheVasquez3/FridayConfessionalButton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I confess that instead of packing, like I should be, I am blogging because it is so much more fun. Who wants to do the mundane task of putting junk into a box, sealing said box, labeling, and setting it by the door? Did I mention over and over again? I am having trouble getting the ambition to really dig in and get this done. Perhaps I might find it once my son stopped taking out everything that I put in the dang boxes! &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1309414301312597873?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1309414301312597873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1309414301312597873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1309414301312597873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1309414301312597873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/tgif-x3.html' title='TGIF x3'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7352903697575289098</id><published>2011-05-05T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:44:11.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking the Ice'/><title type='text'>Breaking the Ice ☺</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfectlyimperfectjenn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Perfectly imperfect Jenn" border="0" src="http://i623.photobucket.com/albums/tt318/jshields8313/breakingtheice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;[1]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;If you were a crayon, what color would you be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Pink! I like to think of pink as a spunky, fun, and sassy color. Plus, it's my favorite color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Would you ever bungee jump?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Yes, I definitely would. You only live once so you need to live life to its fullest. For example: I vowed I would never go on the slingshot with J because it scared the heck out of me just looking at it! Guess what? I went on it &lt;b&gt;twice&lt;/b&gt; and loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your least favorite thing about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;There are a few different things that I would change in a heart beat. My teeth, they aren't straight, I have a gap, and they are perfectly white. If I could change only one thing I would have perfectly white and straight teeth. The second thing is I would get a nostril reduction, laugh it up ☺. Thirdly I would fix my stomach, thighs, and butt. I would get rid of the cellulite and stretch marks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your favorite thing about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Why is it so easy to pick yourself apart and hard to find qualities you like about yourself? Well here it goes: I love my hair &lt;strike&gt;most of the time&lt;/strike&gt;, it is easy to work with, absolutely gorgeous in the summer, always soft, and I never have to brush it. I love my eyes, the shape and the color which is a gorgeous shade of blue. I love my lips, they are just full enough. I love my hands and feet, I should be a hand or foot model honestly. I love my calves, they are very defined from years of riding. I love the shape of my butt. I love my arms. &amp;amp; I love my neck and shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your favorite app?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Angry birds, it is addicting and fun to play &lt;strike&gt;when I'm not ticked off that I can't get three stars&lt;/strike&gt;. Cardio Trainer, keeps me on track and tells me how many calories I have burned &lt;strike&gt;when I actually get off my butt&lt;/strike&gt;. Cozi, best calendar app ever. Craigslist Notifications, amazing especially when you are looking for something specific and don't want to have to check Craigslist 24/7 waiting for someone to post something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What's the nastiest thing you've ever eaten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;I would have to say a radish. I know some people like them, I for one do not, at all. I think that they taste like dirt and have a weird spice to them. Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is one thing that I would not know about you at our first meeting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;That I am a closet nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your all time favorite movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;I would have to say I have no clue. Don't ever ask me to choose one or the other because I can't. It is impossible for me to pick just one. So I am going to have to leave you hanging on this question. I can tell you my favorite genre though: Romantic-Comedy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If you could go anywhere for one week (all expenses paid) where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Hawaii, Maui to be exact. I have heard great things about that place from many different people. I figure if they rave so much about it then it must be great! Plus, have you seen pictures of that place? Gorgeous. White sand, clear blue water, SUN.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your favorite midnight snack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;Potato chips, I can't get enough of their greasy crunchy goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Alright, I got to get back to packing. Have I mentioned that I hate moving?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7352903697575289098?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7352903697575289098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7352903697575289098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7352903697575289098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7352903697575289098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/breaking-ice.html' title='Breaking the Ice ☺'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2284522988037148670</id><published>2011-05-04T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:14:38.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy hump day! It's time to get back together for We Want to Know Wednesday with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Janatte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Seriously Shawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;. Go check them out and link up! This weeks questions were by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[1] If money didn't matter, where would your perfect vacation take place? Briefly describe. I don't know the exact location, yet. No matter, I can tell you what the perfect vacation must consist of: White sandy beaches, crystal clear blue ocean water, personal butler to bring me fruity drinks, lots and lots of sun, and a spa. There is a hundred more things I could add to the list, but you said brief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[2] What's a bad habit that you have or had that is/was hard to break? I bite the insides of my cheeks. I still haven't been able to break that bad habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[3] If you weren't on a diet or counting calories, what would you like to have for dinner tonight? Luckily for me I am neither on a diet nor counting calories! Tonight I would really like spaghetti, corn, and garlic bread. I have been craving that for the past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[4] If you had the chance to interview anyone in the world, dead or alive, who would it be and what's one question you would ask? Marilyn Monroe, because I love her. I have no clue what my question would be, I would be to starstruck to get any words out of my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[5] Describe yourself in six words: Mom, sarcastic, bitchy, fun, clumsy, hilarious.&lt;/span&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/9176060448766164036-2284522988037148670?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2284522988037148670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2284522988037148670&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2284522988037148670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2284522988037148670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-want-to-know-wednesday.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2192357097667165418</id><published>2011-05-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:26:35.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>My moping Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yes, I am moping around today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to move, I love the house we are renting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to organize and start packing, I love where things are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to downsize from a 1200sq ft home to two bedrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to deep clean and pray we get our deposit back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to have to start searching for another home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't want to have to keep renting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want to be able to buy a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want to be able to paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want to be able to remodel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want to be able to do whatever I want to the home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/9176060448766164036-2192357097667165418?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2192357097667165418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2192357097667165418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2192357097667165418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2192357097667165418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-moping-monday.html' title='My moping Monday.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4045547717335033513</id><published>2011-05-01T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:51:41.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Smiles'/><title type='text'>Sunday stealing and smiling ☺</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Sunday Smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;☺Having my second anniversary, I'm surprised &lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt; has put up with me for so long, haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;☺My son turning ONE this month. Having a very successful first birthday party, lots of presents, and some amazing pictures. &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt; stuffing his face with the cake his grandma made him! All the new things he is learning, he is a smart little man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;☺Being able to finally ride my Mustang. It helps that she is so easy to work with and super calm. Huge smile from making a ton of progress Saturday when I rode her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;☺Getting to go to the Great Wolf Lodge! Had an absolute blast, and I wore my bikini! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sunday Stealing from &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be? &lt;/b&gt;Incredibly hurt. Insanely upset. Crazy mad. I'd have to keep on keeping on though, I have a son that needs me to keep it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;If you can have a dream come true, what would it be? &lt;/b&gt;My dream come true would be to be insanely rich, so rich I could bathe in hundred dollar bills twice a day and watch them go down the drain and have it be pocket change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;What is the one thing most hated by you? &lt;/b&gt;Spiders and the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;What would you do with a billion dollars? &lt;/b&gt;First stop: BMW dealership. Then a house with a lot of acreage and an indoor arena, and of course nice sized barn. Shopping spree next! Of course donate some to local charities, and give a million to the local 4-H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Could you fall in love with your best friend? &lt;/b&gt;I guess you could say I technically have, &lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt; is my best friend along with awesome lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone? &lt;/b&gt;Definitely being loved by someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love? &lt;/b&gt;I don't have to wait, I haven't had to wait for two years. I am with someone whom I really love, times infinite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? &lt;/b&gt;Nothing. Obviously they are taken and in a committed relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;If you'd like to act (movies, stage) with someone, who would it be? &lt;/b&gt;Jennifer Aniston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;What do you expect from your loved one? &lt;/b&gt;To be honest, faithful, humorous, respectful, and caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;How would you see yourself in ten years time? &lt;/b&gt;Hopefully in a home that we own, with a nicer car. Having my degree and a successful career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;What's your fear? &lt;/b&gt;Spiders and the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor? &lt;/b&gt;Married and poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;What's the first thing you do when you wake up? &lt;/b&gt;Since 99% of the time it is &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt; waking me up I am making a bottle and getting him fed and changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Do you ever hold back in a relationship? &lt;/b&gt;Used to, this one I am giving my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;If you fell in love with two people simultaneously, how would you pick? &lt;/b&gt;The one that treated me best and could support me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;17. &lt;b&gt;Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that special someone has done? &lt;/b&gt;Forgive but not forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;What are your three most important expectations of love? &lt;/b&gt;Honesty, faithfulness, and respect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9176060448766164036-4045547717335033513?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4045547717335033513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4045547717335033513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4045547717335033513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4045547717335033513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-stealing-and-smiling.html' title='Sunday stealing and smiling ☺'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1011916413173884562</id><published>2011-04-29T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T11:40:30.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Flip-Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>Friday Flip-off's, Confessions, and Five-Question Friday, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;with the lovely &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt; Five Crooked Halos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. If you could buy any car, money not an option, what would it be? I can't answer this question fast enough! Brand-spankin-new-right-off-the-lot-fully-loaded BMW. You see, I have this thing for Beamer's, I am only totally in love with them. I love the look of them, I love all the buttons, the luxury, the speed, everything but the price. But, since money isn't an option I would have no worries (as long as money is still not an option when it comes to maintenance and fixing/replacing parts, etc)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. What was your worst first date ever? I really haven't had that many "first" dates, most all of the guys I ever dated were duds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. How old were you when you fell in love for the first time? I believe I was around 18, but I fell out of love quicker than I fell in. I quickly fell back in love more towards my 20th birthday when I met the man of my dreams, &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;. I have never been more in love ♥ It is crazy how you fall more and more for someone every single day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. When was the last time you reconciled your check book? I don't have a check book, never have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. If you were going to fashion a "wanted" ad for a best friend, how would you word it? I honestly have no clue, it would take me a while to figure that out. So I am going to cheat and put what qualities they must possess: Humor and loyalty. That's it. Not hard, you would think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Friday Flip-Off's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/"&gt; Gigi &lt;/a&gt;for this meme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Flip-off money. I am so tired of our love/hate relationship, my loving you and you hating me. Try to stick around or put yourself to good use and buy me that new BMW or pay bills.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Ya know, I have had too good of a week to have that many flip-off's, crazy I know!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Friday Confessional&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I confess that I was extremely nervous/anxious about going to the Great Wolf Lodge yesterday, for many reasons: I haven't worn a bikini out in public for a very long time, at least since before &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; was born. Secondly I was going with &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;'s ex-wife. I'm sure I will get a lot of crazy looks for that one, but no way was I going to turn down going to an indoor water park that I have never been able to afford go to! I had a &lt;u&gt;blast&lt;/u&gt;, I had a freaking &lt;u&gt;blast&lt;/u&gt;. Not only was it great for the boys to see us together, but it gave us time to get to know each other better, and I like her. We both had an amazing time, we let the boys play in the "&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;-safe" area and we went on a huge ride together, twice. I honestly had an amazing time and I am so appreciative that she invited me. (I confess that I definitely wouldn't mind being friends with her.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I confess that I have been extremely lazy this week and have let house work get behind, and I am confessing that I am honestly not that great of a house wife (even though I would like to be). Maybe if &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt; bought me one of those super cute aprons from Cupcake Provocateur I would, haha.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o298/TheVasquez3/FridayConfessionalButton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1011916413173884562?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1011916413173884562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1011916413173884562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1011916413173884562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1011916413173884562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-flip-offs-confessions-and-five.html' title='Friday Flip-off&apos;s, Confessions, and Five-Question Friday, OH MY!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7716915725109341050</id><published>2011-04-27T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T08:07:31.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWTK'/><title type='text'>We Want To Know Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I missed the first week of getting together with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janatte&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seriously Shawn&lt;/a&gt; for We Want To Know Wednesdays, so I might as well hook up with them this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[1] What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Are you an eyes or a smile person? Maybe another body part? &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;First thing I notice is their smile, a good smile is a must, then I notice their clothes (yes I am one of "those" people). Deal breaker is arms, if they don't have nice arms then it is a no go. Thankfully &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt; has it all ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[2] If a movie was being made about you, who would you like to see cast to play you? And would your movie be a comedy, drama, romantic-comedy, action film or a horror movie? &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;If I were still a blond, I have no clue who I would want to cast me.. But since I am now Brunette I am going to go with Jennifer Love Hewitt, because she is absolutely gorgeous. My life is definitely a romantic-comedy. Has plenty of romance, and I couldn't make up the stuff that happens to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[3] Does your high school yearbook include a senior comment section? If so, share what you said about your future goals. Have you met those goals? If you do not have a yearbook, just share what your goals were when you were 18 and if you have met them. If you're brave enough, include your Senior picture! &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;In our comment section we all put our favorite quote/saying, mine was "There's a light at the end of every tunnel, just pray it's not a train." My goals were to go to college, get a job at a bank, work on owning my own home, and get a new car. I started working on those plans, I had an amazing job at the hospital (which I think counts because it was I job I liked) and I was working on getting into college. Well, we all know how plans can abruptly change! I found out I was pregnant, had to quit my job (due to harsh chemicals, no way was I risking my baby!), and put college on the back burner. I am now working on getting back into college, and one day everything else will fall into place. I just have to be patient I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[4] What latest trend simply baffles you? &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Honestly, skinny jeans. You have to have the perfect body type to wear those. I'm sorry if I offend any one, but the people the wear them around my town shouldn't be wearing them. Models can pull them off because of course they have perfect legs. I sure as heck can't pull them off, I am definitely on the shorter side and they make me look like I have thunder thighs. Plus, I love my pants boot cut or with a small flare, and since skinny jeans have became the "it" thing I can no longer find a good assortment of pants that I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[5] When you walk into a room how do you present yourself? Do you walk in with confidence and command the attention of others or do you slink in and do your best to go unnoticed? &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I walk into a room with my head up, shoulders back, and definitely with an air of confidence. I like to be noticed, but I don't command attention. I don't walk in there all "hey guys look at me, look, look!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7716915725109341050?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7716915725109341050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7716915725109341050&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7716915725109341050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7716915725109341050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-want-to-know-wednesday.html' title='We Want To Know Wednesday'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-413349102892540379</id><published>2011-04-27T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T06:24:38.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Squeeze them back in life's eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At least that is what I feel like doing anyway. I've gotten lemon after lemon, after lemon. A girl can only take so many lemons until she is fed up. I could turn this whole post into a twenty page rant about my lemon-y life, but I am going to try and make it more positive for my own sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My biggest lemon: We are moving. Of course I am not happy about it, I&lt;b&gt; love&lt;/b&gt; the house we are living in. But I have finally gotten used to the idea and am less stressed. What I am wondering though is how we plan to fit a whole house and garage worth of stuff into two bedrooms. *If you have any ideas, please feel free to let me know!* Unfortunately life threw us too many curve balls for us to keep living here, snow, broken legs, two weeks off for baby, etc. It'll be interesting these next few months. Any ways, if you want to wish me luck with this situation that would be greatly appreciated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carson got his 1 year old pictures done! He did pretty well considering. The person before us took forever picking her photos and her session ran 30 minutes into ours, so we got a few collage out of it. Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On a lighter "funny" note, we got our garbage can repo'd. John came home asking where our garbage can went, I was convinced someone stole it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-413349102892540379?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/413349102892540379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=413349102892540379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/413349102892540379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/413349102892540379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons...'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2642758277791065869</id><published>2011-04-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T07:58:04.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little man'/><title type='text'>Warning: This post might not make much sense, at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxlVVGiuclI/TZnWrdf0q7I/AAAAAAAAANM/lKeQEDyoaok/s1600/b200738_201986583158039_100000400953616_642755_4374776_n.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/-ZxlVVGiuclI/TZnWrdf0q7I/AAAAAAAAANM/lKeQEDyoaok/s200/b200738_201986583158039_100000400953616_642755_4374776_n.jpg" width="119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's been a while since I've gotten on Blogger, about a month. Between planning for C's first birthday, riding my horse for the first and second time, attempting to catch up on bills, and pulling my hairs out, I just haven't found the time to blog. But, I have managed to check a few things off my bucket list (I'm sure I'll get around to updating it within the year!) I guess I can catch you guys up on my so called life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;C turns &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; in 13 days. My precious little baby boy is turning ONE. I didn't know that planning the first birthday could be so hectic, which reminds me I still have to mail out invites!! I got most of the decorations, I'm pretty sure I got the food taken care of, and I at least got the invites made.. just got to work on the minor detail of mailing them out hah. I think the hardest part of it all is trying to answer the question "What does C want?" Heck, I don't know, anything shiny that makes noise?! ☺ I can't believe its already almost been a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIRGKvtysuo/TZnZwwlR9GI/AAAAAAAAANQ/hotH8XRE0-Q/s1600/bb189166_193963453960352_100000400953616_590978_2035137_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIRGKvtysuo/TZnZwwlR9GI/AAAAAAAAANQ/hotH8XRE0-Q/s200/bb189166_193963453960352_100000400953616_590978_2035137_n.jpg" width="119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I adopted a wild mustang &lt;strike&gt;a few, oh wow it's been five months already?!&lt;/strike&gt;, five months ago. She is an absolute doll, let me tell you! Before I even put the saddle on her I had C on her back. Now BEFORE you get all crazy-eyed, I didn't let go of him, I had a firm hold on him while my mom snapped a picture. I got another where I was on the other side but I don't think that it turned out that well. Any who. I saddled and bridled her for the first/second time last Thursday, I let her roam around the arena by herself so she could get used to it, then I worked her. Friday I got on her for the first time, it was the third time she's ever had a saddle on and the second time she's ever had a bit in her mouth. I'd say she's a pretty &lt;strike&gt;damn&lt;/strike&gt; good horse. I rode her for the second time yesterday, obviously she did amazing, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's my fun little paragraph about the hairs that I'm pulling out of my poor head, and I mean poor, literally. I could write a book right now, but I will attempt to sum it up, for your sake. J broke his leg in November, he wasn't able to work for 2-3 weeks. We got pretty behind on bills (to put it lightly). Fast forward a little and he misses another week because we get snowed in. J makes good money, when we are caught up we have a few extra dollars (I mean few as in really, just a few). I get the great idea that we should get a roommate, an extra $300 a month would help a lot right now! First roommate has to bail due to getting laid off, that's fine, we found another. Let's call her T. She's in a sticky situation, her and her boyfriend of a few years break up and she needs a new place to live. She gets money weekly, claims that she cleans and cooks. Done deal. Second month she is $400 behind on rent and I am constantly picking up after her. We are about to kick her out, but then she starts giving us money every week (like she is supposed to). 3rd week into being consistent she writes me a check. I cash said check and pay a bill. A week later I get a call from my bank saying the check bounced and MY account is overdrawn. FML. It's been a week and she still hasn't came up with any money to cover that, hence the hair pulling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Other than being stressed to the max, I guess things have been decent. Sold the truck and got a car. It's an interesting car, let me tell you! I have to start it with vice grips. Don't ask. &lt;/span&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/9176060448766164036-2642758277791065869?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2642758277791065869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2642758277791065869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2642758277791065869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2642758277791065869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/warning-this-post-might-not-make-much.html' title='Warning: This post might not make much sense, at all.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxlVVGiuclI/TZnWrdf0q7I/AAAAAAAAANM/lKeQEDyoaok/s72-c/b200738_201986583158039_100000400953616_642755_4374776_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-7391382776964819072</id><published>2011-03-01T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:02:51.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey it&apos;s okay Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Hey, it's okay &amp; Girl talk hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hey, it's okay Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://whisperingwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;WhisperingWriter&lt;/a&gt; ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To not let &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt; have friends over for the simple reason that they drive you absolutely bat-shit insane. Our three boys just happen to be very well behaved, and I treasure them for it. Now, their friends on the other hand are just a handful, loud, obnoxious, they don't listen, and they always wake &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; up from his nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To sometimes throw tantrums like a pre-teen drama queen. I think that every mom needs to on occasion, especially when things haven't been going your way for over a year. &lt;i&gt;Honestly, all I want is a 2003 Honda Accord, 4-door, leather, automatic. It would make me one happy woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To call the OC FAFSA Office several times a day in hopes that your financial aid will go through quicker even though you know that it won't help at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To laugh at the stupidity of others at their expense on occasion. Hey, everyone needs a good laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To rant often about how no one else, excluding &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;, cleans house or picks up after themselves forcing me to have to become a maid. Now, anyone who has read this blog should realize how much I despise cleaning. It is mainly because I am so OCD about it, if it isn't perfect I will clean the heck out of it until it is. My schedule now is to wake up a couple times with &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; at night, vacuum, dishes, laundry, recycle, garbage, and pick up toys first thing in the morning, get myself ready, deal with &lt;b&gt;C, B, &amp;amp; K&lt;/b&gt; the rest of the day, then dishes, garbage, recycle, and pick up toys before bed. Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay..&amp;nbsp; To be excited that the state is going to pay you to watch your favorite two boys ever! I mean I would watch them for free if I had to, but lets not let that word get out. ☺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To bum food stamps off friends who don't need it in the first place. Plus, it is for a good cause: it is putting food in the boys' bellies. Come on now, they are bottomless pits and most people should know how expensive that can get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.talkingaboutgirlstuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i887.photobucket.com/albums/ac73/designsbylinds/Girl%20Talk/bloghopbutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted to be a veterinarian for the longest time, I read books about it, looked at all the disgusting gore-filled pictures with a steel stomach, read all about horses and treatments, etc. Then I grew up and became a sissy la la that can't stomach a minor cut.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you go to school/get training to become that? If not what did you  go to school/get training for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I didn't. I am currently waiting for my financial aide to go through so that I can start working on my Business Finance degree. Woo hoo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you currently using your degree/training now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will be as soon as I get contacted saying that I can. Trust me, I'm as impatient as they come.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could do it all again would you do it the same or would you  want to be something different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodness sakes, I am waiting on it. Trust me, I want to get this degree. It will help me with any job that I am looking to get. I would love to work my way up the ladder at a bank. CEO sounds amazing, huh? Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-7391382776964819072?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7391382776964819072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=7391382776964819072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7391382776964819072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/7391382776964819072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-its-okay.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s okay &amp; Girl talk hop'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i887.photobucket.com/albums/ac73/designsbylinds/Girl%20Talk/th_bloghopbutton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-850296599636009633</id><published>2011-02-27T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:11:33.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to move out and up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course I meant mentally, I love where I live too much to move out yet. But, I am so ready to get my life on the ball and rolling. Ready to get an income, a new and reliable vehicle, and a house we own. I'm going to start watching John's boys and go to college full time to earn my degree in Accounting and Finance, all the while doing those silly online surveys that supposedly earn you money. That'll get me on the road to getting a vehicle I love. Not saying I dislike my 2 door, 2WD, manual Dodge 1500.. But could you imagine how much easier it would be to have a 4 door automatic when you are going to be hauling around 3 boys? Thought so. &lt;br&gt;Well on a more fun note I can cross something off my bucket list! John and I built a bird house together. Had to do something while we were snowed in. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-850296599636009633?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/850296599636009633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=850296599636009633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/850296599636009633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/850296599636009633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/ready-to-move-out-and-up.html' title='Ready to move out and up.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6957059686110091680</id><published>2011-01-31T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:27:44.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little man'/><title type='text'>Becoming OCD.</title><content type='html'>This past month has been &lt;i&gt;hectic&lt;/i&gt; to say the least. New roommate, new friends, juggling my love/mom/social/horse life, equaling a jam-packed schedule. &lt;br /&gt;First off, the house is a mess which is driving me absolutely insane. Now, let me get something straight before I get into the nitty gritty home cleaning details: I am very lazy and I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; cleaning. &lt;i&gt;But honestly, who likes cleaning?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Well, you see, I'll let the house get &lt;b&gt;messy&lt;/b&gt; and it doesn't bother me too much until my other half starts complaining then I slowly make my way to cleaning it. BUT I don't let the house get &lt;b&gt;dirty&lt;/b&gt;. I strongly dislike &lt;strike&gt;hate&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;dirty&lt;/b&gt; houses. When the house becomes &lt;b&gt;dirty&lt;/b&gt; my cleaning OCD kicks into high gear and I go a little nuts. For instance: vacuuming, I go over the carpets any where from 3-4 times. I sweep the linoleum once, and swiffer it 3-4 times. I scrub the counters 3-4 times. Are you sensing a pattern? My house is &lt;b&gt;dirty&lt;/b&gt; at the moment, I'm pulling my hair out. I've vacuumed 10 times in the past freaking week and its still freaking &lt;b&gt;DIRTY&lt;/b&gt;! ...WTF.&lt;br /&gt;On a good, and less stressful note, &lt;b&gt;J &lt;/b&gt;and I had an amazing heart-to-heart talk a couple nights ago and are closer than ever. We hadn't been able to spend as much time together as we are used to, and it started taking a toll on our relationship. But, everything is going amazing right now &lt;u&gt;thank goodness&lt;/u&gt; and we are back to getting our alone time and being able to get out of the house! &lt;br /&gt;I noticed yesterday that my darling little &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; is going to get his top two teeth in very soon! I can see them right under the gums and oh boy am I excited! He is 9 months old now, and getting so big (compared to what he was when he was born.. he's a small baby). Eating everything you put in front of him, and is as healthy as can be! He's crawling, sitting up, pulling himself up to standing, he'll walk if you hold on to his hands, he gets into absolutely everything, and is gabbing up a storm. I'm such a proud momma.&lt;br /&gt;Beamer, my Mustang, she's doing awesome also! ☺&lt;br /&gt;AND we are caught up on bills! HIP HIP HOORAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Monday Minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[1] What's your favorite time of the day? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I would have to say mid-morning, I feel the most alert and am always in a great mood! Plus, I'm always excited to see what the day brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[2] Do you and your significant other send sexy texts? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Heck yes we do, and I love it! Makes the time when he gets home that much more exciting *wink wink*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[3] If you got your dream job anywhere in the US, where would you move? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I would stay right where I am, but in all honestly I would rather &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt; get his dream job and be able to be working in town instead of having such a long drive time to get to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[4] What are you wearing? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Still in my pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[5] If given the chance to skip work for the day, how would you spend the entire day? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Since I am a stay at home mom, I'm assuming I would have a sitter for &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; the whole day.. I would honestly stay at home and clean clean clean. Hence my OCD post up top. Then finally I might be able to sleep in peace at night and finally get my itch scratched haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks&lt;a href="http://happilyalawmama.blogspot.com/"&gt; Cristy &lt;/a&gt;for hosting this meme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-6957059686110091680?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6957059686110091680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6957059686110091680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6957059686110091680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6957059686110091680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/becoming-ocd.html' title='Becoming OCD.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2095661752950737247</id><published>2011-01-18T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T06:24:23.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby play dates help me keep my sanity.</title><content type='html'>I love baby play dates, 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple friends and their little ones (S 8 1/2 months, J 3 months, and E 3 weeks) came over yesterday and spent the day with C and I. Real conversations, adult socialization, it was amazing! I love watching the little ones interact. I am a firm believer that babies need to have baby socialization. C gets together with little miss S rather often and they always pick things up from each other. C showed S how to roll over, and S showed C how to pull himself up to standing. I love that my cousin and I have babies so close to each other in age, 9 days to be exact! Baby J is going to be the next Tyra Banks, let me tell you! Oh that little girl is gorgeous. E's mom is so lucky, all he does is sleep. I miss those days, so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was hoping I would get my baby fix and not want another, I don't think it worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-2095661752950737247?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2095661752950737247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2095661752950737247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2095661752950737247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2095661752950737247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-play-dates-help-me-keep-my-sanity.html' title='Baby play dates help me keep my sanity.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6127236442542050049</id><published>2011-01-11T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:20:54.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dodge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seahawks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeep'/><title type='text'>Popped my bar cherry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TSyc8plKTWI/AAAAAAAAANE/aPQcbR7du_k/s1600/lemongrass+martini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TSyc8plKTWI/AAAAAAAAANE/aPQcbR7du_k/s200/lemongrass+martini.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was finally drug out to the bar after months of being the big &lt;b&gt;21&lt;/b&gt;. I had fun, definitely not something that I want to do all the time though. I only had to buy myself one drink, only because I lost a game of pool. My cousin bought the first round, and I got stuck with the second. I don't know what I drank, all the drinks have fancy weird confusing names that I didn't want to bother with. But I do know that I got pretty sloshed. Luckily it wasn't the stumbling and falling down drunk-type (&lt;i&gt;even with walking two blocks on a ridiculously icy road!&lt;/i&gt;), I just had to work on my grammar because I was slurring some &lt;strike&gt;most&lt;/strike&gt; of my words. &lt;br /&gt;I don't plan on going again any time soon. I can make my own drinks for &lt;b&gt;much&lt;/b&gt; cheaper, play pool in my garage, and I don't have to worry about getting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an awesome note, I finally got rid of my Jeep (read: POS)! Traded it for a 97 Dodge Ram 1500. Unfortunately it isn't 4WD, but we are going to put a different front end in anyways. I guess the trucks name is The General, so says the previous owner. Both the truck and him are from Texas, so I'll be cruising around with Texas plates for a while. I need to scratch off the Dallas Cowboys decal though, I'm going to catch hell for it from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seahawks did &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in their first play-off game! Rock out with your hawk out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-6127236442542050049?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6127236442542050049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6127236442542050049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6127236442542050049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6127236442542050049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/popped-my-bar-cherry.html' title='Popped my bar cherry.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TSyc8plKTWI/AAAAAAAAANE/aPQcbR7du_k/s72-c/lemongrass+martini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2669973527573914312</id><published>2011-01-06T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:56:46.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New name, new blog(ish), new me.</title><content type='html'>Every year I make a huge 'New Years Resolutions' list, every year I forget about it about a week later, every year I look back trying to figure out what was even on that list. The only time I get things done is if it is literally a dire emergency or if it benefits me immediately. Well, &lt;b&gt;not this year&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;strike&gt;hopefully&lt;/strike&gt;. Since it is a new year I figured I would do a blog makeover! I already changed my name, and sooner or later when I get the spare time &lt;strike&gt;quit procrastinating&lt;/strike&gt; I am going to change my layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, welcome to the &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Adventures of Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ew &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ears &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;esolutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll complete them, I swear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥ First on my list, and the one I plan on working on the hardest is: &lt;u&gt;Quit procrastinating&lt;/u&gt;. (&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Seriously, it took me four days to even work up the ambition to post this post&lt;/strike&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;) I need to get off my butt and put some effort into things. The first step in completing this resolution is to find that ambition. Hopefully working on this will result in an almost always clean house, a job, and a happier &lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;. Good luck to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ♥ &lt;strike&gt;Keep a clean house&lt;/strike&gt;. The main reason that I don't keep the house clean is because I am so darn lazy and &lt;i&gt;procrastinate&lt;/i&gt;. So if I am able to quit procrastinating and just do the chores when they need to be done and not days later I should be able to cross this resolution off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥ &lt;u&gt;Climb Mt. Ellinor for the &lt;b&gt;third&lt;/b&gt; time&lt;/u&gt;, and maybe not complain so much. If I weren't so lazy and started working out it would be so much easier to haul my butt up that mountain. So, here's to beating my procrastination one sit-up at a time, and maybe a couple runs here and there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥ I want to &lt;u&gt;expand my cooking horizons&lt;/u&gt;. Hopefully once or twice a week I will pull out my dusty Betty Crocker recipe book and make something from scratch. Try new things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥ Tapering off from expanding my cooking horizons is to &lt;u&gt;eat out less and eat in more&lt;/u&gt;. The reason we eat out so much is because we eat the same things every week, so by expanding my cooking skills we can have more diverse food and hopefully we will look forward to eating at home, as a family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥ I'm sure that this resolution hit quit a few other blogger's lists: &lt;u&gt;Save money&lt;/u&gt;! Cut out those unreasonable expenses, quit spending money recklessly. Sure it is nice to be able to get a fancy new computer, or a new flat screen tv, but if we have to go through next Winter like we did this one its not going to be easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥ &lt;u&gt;Go into next Winter better off&lt;/u&gt;. I can't even explain how far in the hole we have dug ourselves this Winter. It's going to take us all Summer to get caught up, hopefully we still have our house by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥ &lt;u&gt;Go out more as a family&lt;/u&gt;. I want the boys to be able to look back and remember all the fun that they had with us, not how drab it was sitting at the house all day twiddling their thumbs. A few awesome things that are a MUST this year is to take them to the park more, take them to Chuck-E-Cheese, play sports, go out for ice cream, and play outside much more! Thankfully Carson will be a little older and more portable so that it is easier for us to get out and be able to be a fun family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥ My last and most important: &lt;u&gt;Enjoy life&lt;/u&gt;. Soak up the little things and let grudges go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel free to let me in on your resolutions. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-2669973527573914312?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2669973527573914312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2669973527573914312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2669973527573914312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2669973527573914312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-name-new-blogish-new-me.html' title='New name, new blog(ish), new me.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1609539530051166886</id><published>2010-12-14T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:10:17.532-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Me'/><title type='text'>All About Me! (In 30 days that is.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://notsoeasybeinggreen.blogspot.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="all about me" src="http://i1042.photobucket.com/albums/b422/taprilcrosier/aboutme.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am getting in on this little jig at the tail end of it, so excuse the ridiculously long post that is to follow. This challenge is set to end on the 24th, so if you do a little math in your head you'll come to realize I am way behind. I'm asking myself why I couldn't have stumbled upon this sooner. Darn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have the sudden urge to link up like I did, go &lt;a href="http://notsoeasybeinggreen.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-about-me-in-30-days.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and make yourself known. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day One - A recent photo of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfFLnJ3_wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0ZPoY6bMjA0/s1600/0701090706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfFLnJ3_wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0ZPoY6bMjA0/s200/0701090706.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, it's not that new, it's from a few few months back, but you know what that's okay. I don't have as much self glam time as I used to have now that I welcomed my little man into the world and all recent pictures I have of me aren't very.. appealing. If you are like me and want to pick apart this picture I would like to add that my bra isn't peeping out it's a tan line. Just sayin'. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Two - Your favorite song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently my favorite song is "My Kinda Party" by Jason Aldean. It takes me back to the days when J and I first met and how much fun we had. Sure it involved lots of Coors Light (♥) and many nights sitting up on his, and I quote, jacked up tailgate, but they are memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life. I'm sure he will too. Man do I miss that truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Three - Your favorite movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfHIwWE2II/AAAAAAAAAMU/NqMwf4xCcN8/s1600/Gerard-Butler-Jennifer-Aniston.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfHIwWE2II/AAAAAAAAAMU/NqMwf4xCcN8/s320/Gerard-Butler-Jennifer-Aniston.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The first movie that pops into my head is The Bounty Hunter with Gerard Butler and Jennifer Aniston. Both are my favorite actors'(ress') &lt;strike&gt;whatever&lt;/strike&gt;. Plus its hilarious, and my favorite genre of movie is romantic comedy. That kills a couple birds with one stone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Four - A photo of you as a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm not the cutest baby, but that's okay. =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfIt1fCmFI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UjN2AitiOBs/s1600/0825002059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfIt1fCmFI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UjN2AitiOBs/s200/0825002059.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Five - Your favorite tv program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Where do I begin? Nikita, Undercovers, Covert Affairs, NCIS, Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU, (are you seeing a specific genre in those?!), Weeds, Desperate Housewives, House, Lie to Me, Burn Notice, America's Next Top Model, Fringe, Psych. I think I've named enough. Those all are on my DVR list! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Six - Your favorite book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know that you are only supposed to choose just one favorite (just like I should have only chose one favorite for day five, but come on let's be realistic!) but I can't choose just one. I love the Twilight series (okay, so the sparkling vampires are a little fruity), I love the Harry Potter series (I know I know), James Rollins books are amazing, and I love Dean Koontz books too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Seven - A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfI8w-YrJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/i6ma7fQXw1s/s1600/0624001117a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfI8w-YrJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/i6ma7fQXw1s/s200/0624001117a.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my momma and me at my parents wedding, it isn't a great picture of her and I, but this is the only one that I can find on my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Eight - Your favorite quote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This is easy! "There's a light at the end of every tunnel, just pray it's not a train." It is the only quote that has stuck with me through the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Nine - Your dream house (description or photo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This is the house for sale, a couple miles away from my house. What I would give to own this beauty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfLRHRTuKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cxtfihQ1uM8/s1600/islanddd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfLRHRTuKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cxtfihQ1uM8/s200/islanddd.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Ten - A photo that makes you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just look at the above pictures, or any of the pictures I've posted in my blog. I post them for a reason, =].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Eleven - A photo that makes you sad or mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I won't post one, because I don't want to be sad. But think of neglected starving children or animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Twelve - Something that you are OCD about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Any DIY craft, I am such a perfectionist when it comes to making something yourself. Hence why I don't do a lot of DIY crafts! I'll never be done with them until they are absolutely perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Thirteen - A description of what is currently in your purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see.. My wallet, some starburst, hairties, change, bobby pins, lighter, chapstick, candy wrappers, butterfinger, reciepts, and some folded up papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Fourteen - A photo of a person you would love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfMj6FbHjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yoya1L1Jl3o/s1600/Bill_Gates_in_WEF_%252C2007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfMj6FbHjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yoya1L1Jl3o/s200/Bill_Gates_in_WEF_%252C2007.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure you all recognize Bill Gates. The reason is obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Fifteen - A photo of a new friend you met this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't met any new friends. In this town it is hard to, it is so itty bitty and everyone knows everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Sixteen - A song that makes you cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vitamin C - Graduation Song. Everytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Seventeen - Your favorite website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Eighteen - A photo of your favorite memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfNQ1ZoqnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Yfn_0yxlgvs/s1600/l_7d8ac41cb3104cab9f5e6e30fd2c0c44.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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfNQ1ZoqnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Yfn_0yxlgvs/s320/l_7d8ac41cb3104cab9f5e6e30fd2c0c44.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This truck has made so many memories possible. I fell in love with the man first don't worry! The truck did come soon after though, haha. This is J's old truck, and I won't stop til we have another one like her. I'm a force to be reckoned with when it comes to getting something I want, especially something I want this badly. The memories J and I have had in this truck are abundant and filled with excitement and fun. Running things over, going mudding, blowing things up, getting naughty down some trails ;], going 80mph+ on dirt roads, going to Seattle. The memories are endless. I miss her so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Nineteen - A picture of somewhere you'd like to travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfOKZJmS9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/849qYyANeIo/s1600/bahamas-freeport.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfOKZJmS9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/849qYyANeIo/s200/bahamas-freeport.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bahamas of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Twenty - A talent of yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Twenty One - A hobby of yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm combining the two because it is both my hobby and my talent. I ride horses, and I am pretty darn good at it. =] Sadly my little horse isn't old enough to ride yet.. But I am riding a friends Arab, she's a pill haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day Twenty Two - A photo of your wedding/future wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't give you any photos. I haven't had a wedding yet, and I am still in leui of figuring out where and what I would even want to have/be in my wedding. It's all a jumbled mess at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am all caught up, happy? I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=58123" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1609539530051166886?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1609539530051166886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1609539530051166886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1609539530051166886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1609539530051166886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-about-me-in-30-days-that-is.html' title='All About Me! (In 30 days that is.)'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQfFLnJ3_wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0ZPoY6bMjA0/s72-c/0701090706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1973001023191937875</id><published>2010-12-14T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:21:16.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Me Back Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow Me Back Tuesday is another day of the week that you can gain more followers and find other great blogs to follow on a weekly basis! Follow Me Back Tuesday is hosted by &lt;a href="http://surveyjunkiegiftguide.blogspot.com/"&gt;Survey Junkie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://littleyayasandblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Yaya's&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://boobiesbabiesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boobies, Babies, &amp;amp; A Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="BWS tips  button" height="125" src="http://boobiesbabiesandablog.webs.com/fmbt200.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks co-host is &lt;a href="http://slipstitchesandmore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Slipstitches and More&lt;/a&gt;, she is super crafty so go check her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How this works:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow all 3 hostesses above, as well as the co-host of the week, then as many other blogs as you like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After you follow a blog make sure to leave a comment letting them know that you are a new follower so that they can follow you back, and please follow others back that if they leave you a comment that they are following you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add your blog to the list (not your giveaways please!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab the button and the link code to post on your blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=58644" type="text/javascript" &gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1973001023191937875?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1973001023191937875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1973001023191937875&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1973001023191937875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1973001023191937875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/12/follow-me-back-tuesday.html' title='Follow Me Back Tuesday!'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-3111930017656529602</id><published>2010-12-09T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:06:04.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Facebook, our loving relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQEWDcYvp0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/9Q7d1ARYm0E/s1600/Facebook-icon.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQEWDcYvp0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/9Q7d1ARYm0E/s200/Facebook-icon.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you have a Facebook then I'm sure you've noticed the recent game going around, if you don't then I'll explain it to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;i&gt;First you have to post a status pretty much stating that you are participating in the number game. Your friends send a random number to your inbox and you have to put that number in your status and tell them what you think about them.&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So far I haven't seen any harsh words or mean things said about anybody, which is a really nice change of pace from how drama-filled and ugly most things tend to get. Now, obviously I am participating in this game. I mean, come on, I am writing a whole post about it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since becoming a mom I have sort of fallen off the face of the earth when it comes to spending time with my friends. In fact, most all of the friends I have on facebook I don't really talk to or interact with much any more. Sure we comment on each others status' every once in a while and ooh and aah over pictures, maybe wave to each other passing by in a store, but that doesn't count for anything really. This game brought up that fact. How we all miss seeing and hearing from each other, how we met, and why we got along so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Any who, I just wanted to share some of the things being said about me that have really made me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... I have known you since God only knows and you have really grown! Not that I am any older than you haha but still you are an awesome person and I'm glad to have known you for so long :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... I love you to death, we go wayyyy way back to all three of us girls hanging out all the time to cruising in your new car and partying lol. You'll always be one of my closest friends. :) Text me more. I miss you! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... You're so cute and such a sweetie, you're someone people can't help but like! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... You're a sweetheart and a great friend! We need to hang out more often for sure!!! :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... You definitely were not afraid to speak your mind back in the day. I'm glad we get along so well now! You're a great mommy and I don't know how you can take on three lil boys at once! You're little man is adorable and looks just like you which I love lol. We need to schedule a play date soon :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... You have always been such a nice girl! And now you are a beautiful, strong, mother. I can only think of one time I felt negatively towards you, but even then we talked and you were so mature and sweet about it. I'm glad I can call you a friend. And hope you get everything you want out of life. :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... You were my first friend when I moved here and I love you to death! I wish we didn't drift apart so much and I hope that we will be able to hang out again soon! I miss you so much and I really want to meet that adorable baby boy of yours! :) ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... We met in preschool and you tried to take my bus lol. Then we met again in middle school. I remember you telling Jackie here's a straw cuz you suck lmao. Now we're grown up and have babies, weird how things change. I miss you! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... Not many people can sit back and watch all 3 Back To The Futures with me, but you did. You have always been a nice person and always there to talk. Thank you. ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been such a hermit since I've had Carson, and its been pretty hard on me. Hearing all those sweet things said about me definitely made me tear up a little, &lt;strike&gt;hormones I swear&lt;/strike&gt;! As annoying as this game may be to some, its definitely needed for others. It makes you want to quit being so anti-social and figure out how you can reconnect with old friends. Which is exactly what I am going to do. Sure, it'll be harder to coordinate activities with my little man, but most of my friend have babies too which makes it a lot easier haha. But I think everyone needs a little "upper" every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you all for being such amazing friends through everything, I truly love you guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-3111930017656529602?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3111930017656529602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=3111930017656529602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3111930017656529602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/3111930017656529602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/12/facebook-our-loving-relationship.html' title='Facebook, our loving relationship.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TQEWDcYvp0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/9Q7d1ARYm0E/s72-c/Facebook-icon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-414338924484288736</id><published>2010-12-08T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:21:17.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Smile'/><title type='text'>November Smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;roject  &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;mile&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;created by &lt;u&gt;Alicia&lt;/u&gt; at&lt;a href="http://weloveiowa.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-project-smile-party-please-join.html"&gt;  A Beautiful Mess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Project Smile is where at the   end of each month you accumulate everything that has made you smile   during said month and share it with everyone else. (To learn more check   out &lt;a href="http://weloveiowa.blogspot.com/2010/08/launching-project-smile.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  post!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making the world  brighter, one smile at a time. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at November it is a little hard to come up with all the reasons I had to smile when it has been such a stressful month. I hate how the bad things in life always overshadow the good, why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☺ Finally turning twenty-one! It may not have been as exciting and crazy as I thought it may be, but at least my license is sideways now. Oh and the fact that I can go out and buy my own alcohol is pretty nifty.&lt;br /&gt;☺ C figuring out how to army crawl and get to where he wants to go own is own! He is growing up so fast, eating baby food like a pro, mowing down Cheerios like no tomorrow, only waking up once a night, sitting up like a big boy, and just being so damn cute! &lt;br /&gt;☺ Cooking the most moist and delicious Thanksgiving turkey, ever! I didn't even have to cut the meat off because it just fell right off the bone. Yes, I am gloating just a little bit. The stuffing was amazing also, oh and the gravy. Mashed potatoes too!&lt;br /&gt;☺ Being able to spend Thanksgiving with both J's family and mine, that is definitely one of the biggest things that I am thankful for: our amazing and understanding families. &lt;br /&gt;☺ Having friends over and having a great time, being able to sit back and just relax and have a good time. No drama, no worries. Also, playing Taboo girls vs. boys and of course winning!&lt;br /&gt;☺ Making biscuits and gravy for my first time, it has officially became my favorite meal ever! J also loves that I learned how to make it, it means he doesn't have to make it every time now haha.&lt;br /&gt;☺ The boys, they always know exactly how to make me smile. They may drive me up the wall and make me want to pull my hair out, but at the end of the day I am so thankful to have them in my life. It makes my heart melt seeing how attentive and careful they are with their baby brother C. Now, if only we had them more often than every other weekend.&lt;br /&gt;☺ Having the most wonderful horse ever! She is the biggest pain in the butt, but she is so calm and collected with everything we throw at her. She is the best $25 ever spent.&lt;br /&gt;☺ Watching the Bee movie with J, being able to sit down and watch the cutest movie and laugh like little kids. Not to mention just being able to sit down and relax period.&lt;br /&gt;☺ Playing in the snow! It was surprising for it to start snowing before Thanksgiving, but we all welcomed it with open arms. 8 inches of pretty white fluffiness. The morning after its been snowing all night is always so gorgeous. We had a great time having snowball fights with B and building a snowman, just to turn around and see B push him over haha. C also loved touching the snow and trying to eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-414338924484288736?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/414338924484288736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=414338924484288736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/414338924484288736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/414338924484288736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-smiles.html' title='November Smiles.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5211019937150791730</id><published>2010-12-07T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:17:05.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Time, you sure fly.</title><content type='html'>It has been a few days since I have last blogged, but I guess that comes with the territory of having a sick baby in the house. C started out with a runny nose and small cough, and now his snot is turning green and he's been mighty cranky. I'll probably get him in for a doctors appointment by the end of the week if he doesn't start feeling better soon. Or if he keeps not letting me sleep! Awesome news though - he is now army crawling all over the house! I'm so excited about this, oh you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling to tired and lazy to do the usual "Hey, it's okay Tuesday" meme unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS I have a lot of cleaning to do around the house, that I am not looking forward to. We are getting a temporary roommate this Friday because we are pretty behind on bills. Don't worry, we do know him. He is one of John's coworkers, and he's came over quite a few times and hung out. He also said he could cook, so I'm hoping that he won't mind making dinner a few days a week. Supposedly he is from an Italian family, sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, I have a cranky and crying baby that I got to go tend to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5211019937150791730?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5211019937150791730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5211019937150791730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5211019937150791730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5211019937150791730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-you-sure-fly.html' title='Time, you sure fly.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-8601354131716808951</id><published>2010-11-29T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:39:00.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>How to pick just one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Monday Minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[1] What is your favorite fast food establishment? &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;You mean I have to choose just one?! I would probably have to go with Arby's, I am a huge Arby's fan. I just love love love their roast beef sandwiches. A change from hamburgers all the time is nice, I just wish we had one in our town. I'm sure that it would do great and get a ton of business because everyone I know loves Arby's! I would be there daily.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[2] What is your favorite sport to watch on TV?&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; Football, it is the most entertaining. Baseball is okay, but it feels repetitious. Soccer is pretty nifty though, all the fancy kicks they do and how they are all constantly moving, it seems pretty intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[3] Do you like mushrooms and onions? &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I do not like either, but I love onion chili and cream of mushroom soup! It's kind of odd I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[4] If you had to get a new tattoo done tomorrow, what would you get done? &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Something girly and pretty to go up my side. I wish I had the money for a tattoo, I would go and get it done right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[5] What are your thoughts on the female proposing to the male?&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; To each their own, but I like to be traditional and have the man propose. It just seems 'right' to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks&lt;a href="http://happilyalawmama.blogspot.com/"&gt; Cristy &lt;/a&gt;for hosting this meme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;30 Day Blog Challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Eleven - Your favorite TV shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where do I even begin?! Desperate Housewives is definitely at the top of my list, I can't get enough of that show. In fact I have a couple episodes that I DVR'd and need to watch! I'm also a big fan of NCIS, Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU, Fringe, House, Psych, Burn Notice, Nikita, Undercovers, Covert Affairs, America's Next Top Model, and Weeds. I'm sure I missed a few, but those should get you started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-8601354131716808951?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8601354131716808951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=8601354131716808951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8601354131716808951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/8601354131716808951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-pick-just-one.html' title='How to pick just one.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-9209729571093243286</id><published>2010-11-24T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:08:10.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Naughty List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving #1</title><content type='html'>We are celebrating Thanksgiving with my parents a day early. Why, you ask? Tomorrow, Thanksgiving day, we will be at J's grandparents all day. So I invited my parents over to spend an early Thanksgiving with us, and of course (like last year) they came. Who can say no to an abundance of food that is just begging to be eaten? That's what I thought. I had to have my mom come over super early to help me out with the turkey, because I'm not very confident in my turkey cooking skills. Unfortunately I wasn't thinking and didn't put the turkey in the fridge until yesterday to start thawing. So we've been running a lot of tepid water over that 18lb son of a gun. Why do we need such a big turkey when there is only four of us? Leftovers! I love this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;30 Day Challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Day Ten: Something you are afraid of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My biggest fear is the dark, and coming in a very close second is spiders and those sort of creepy crawly things. I don't know why I was never able to get over my fear of the dark, I've never had anything traumatizing happen to me. I just freak out and have a panic attack. It sucks, but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Naughty List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;now being hosted by &lt;a href="http://amoroccan-acat-and-my-bigass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever J gets mad at me I purposely put on my biggest smile because I know that he can't stay mad when I'm smiling at him. That smile gets me into and out of a lot of things. *Insert sly grin here*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a change thief, but it is for a great cause! I put all proceeds in my sons piggy bank for when he grows up. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-9209729571093243286?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/9209729571093243286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=9209729571093243286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/9209729571093243286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/9209729571093243286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-1.html' title='Thanksgiving #1'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1654566417323216819</id><published>2010-11-22T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T11:06:27.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Snow, I'm so glad you came - I've missed you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq5LA0kh3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/znH8dkQrUIk/s1600/1122001031.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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq5LA0kh3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/znH8dkQrUIk/s320/1122001031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I'm not sure if you can tell by the picture, but it is snowing, and it has been snowing. A couple minutes ago the flakes were huge! So of course I had to run outside and get a few pictures. My Jeep is absolutely covered, okay so in all actuality everything is covered, but you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;We were jipped last winter on snow, I think I may have snowed one or two days and it barely stuck and the most we got was maybe half an inch. The winter before that on the other hand dropped buckets of snow! My Honda was stuck for weeks, buried in a foot or more of snow. Before it got buried I had gotten it stuck five or six times in town, thank goodness for all the guys in huge trucks that were kind enough to pull me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Now all I can think about is Christmas and how much I hope we have a white Christmas. At this rate we are going to have a very white Thanksgiving also! Thank goodness for my Jeep!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: right;"&gt;30 Day Challenge - Day Nine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;A picture of your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq92HbWhyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zl9J8vhQjMM/s1600/37332_132853093404722_100000400953616_243533_8206745_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq92HbWhyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zl9J8vhQjMM/s320/37332_132853093404722_100000400953616_243533_8206745_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Out camping with a group of friends.&lt;/span&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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq93A3u6_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/nngMN6S9ni8/s1600/149544_166086453414719_100000400953616_415669_5182014_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq93A3u6_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/nngMN6S9ni8/s320/149544_166086453414719_100000400953616_415669_5182014_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;At my cousins going away party.&lt;/span&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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq9361Tr6I/AAAAAAAAAME/Dn8x8OXxqAs/s1600/154829_119152311480216_100001563440253_129661_6012958_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq9361Tr6I/AAAAAAAAAME/Dn8x8OXxqAs/s320/154829_119152311480216_100001563440253_129661_6012958_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Friends birthday party! (Don't mind my Rudolph red nose!)&lt;/span&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/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq98TDc1fI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j73RrlXz0O0/s1600/29853_127059917317373_100000400953616_218949_766916_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq98TDc1fI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j73RrlXz0O0/s320/29853_127059917317373_100000400953616_218949_766916_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;My best friend, C and I! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1654566417323216819?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1654566417323216819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1654566417323216819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1654566417323216819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1654566417323216819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow-im-so-glad-you-came-ive-missed-you.html' title='Snow, I&apos;m so glad you came - I&apos;ve missed you.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TOq5LA0kh3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/znH8dkQrUIk/s72-c/1122001031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1981840925129108768</id><published>2010-11-22T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:39:37.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><title type='text'>Monday Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Monday Minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. What is your all time favorite book? &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;This is another one of those questions that I have a million and one answers for. Currently my favorite book is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamesrollins.com/books/view/9" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Black Order by James Rollins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;. I have to go back and reread it because I started off with the second book in the series, I didn't know it was a series. I highly suggest that you read it, James Rollins is a great writer and has a lot of fancy shmancy words in his book. Along with some, I believe, German terms in there that were fun to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. What are your pet's names? &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I have two dogs and a horse, the dogs are Bailey and Magnum, and the horse is Beamer. Bailey is an attention-whore, and the best darn guard dog! She doesn't look too mean, she's Rhodesian Ridgeback and Pit mix. Magnum is still just a puppy and goofy as all get out, he's a 3/4 black lab and 1/4 Blue Heeler. Beamer is a bay Mustang filly, she's only 8 months old.. Maybe 9 months now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. What kind of undies do you prefer? &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Boy shorts, or whatever they are called. They are the most comfortable and you can walk around the house in them, well, when you don't have company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. If you could go back in life, what would you choose to do for a living? &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I would have got my butt in school to get my degree to be a Dietitian, if I had I would have 2 more years of school to do then I would be certified! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Do you hit snooze in the morning?&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; I try my hardest not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://happilyalawmama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristy&lt;/a&gt; for this meme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1981840925129108768?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1981840925129108768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1981840925129108768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1981840925129108768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1981840925129108768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/monday-minute_22.html' title='Monday Minute'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-4159594639103829163</id><published>2010-11-19T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:41:55.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Flip-Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>Friday Flip-Off's couldn't come fast enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. What Christmas song do you loathe? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I honestly can't say that I loathe any of them.. I love all Christmas songs! I will be driving down the road with them blasting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. Do you and your significant other cuddle at night or sleep on opposite sides of the bed? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We either cuddle or lay right next to each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3. Have you ever had surgery? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Yes, when I was younger I had to have surgery on my mouth. I decided that I would try to be a ballerina, and I tripped over something and hit my chin on one of those round stepping stones. My mouth didn't fare as well as the stone did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. When do you typically have your holiday shopping done? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I usually get things done very last minute, unfortunately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5. If money were not an issue what would your ultimate luxury item be? &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I would get a fancy ass barn with an indoor arena, two wash racks, tack room, and office built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt; Five Crooked Halos &lt;/a&gt;for hosting this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Friday Flip-Off's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Flip off to all the places that have not hired me after I applied, I know that there are other more qualified people out there.. But I am being a "hater" right now and I got my full serving of hater-ade this morning. Also, to most all of those places I would like you to also flip off for only being able to apply online. That is SO impersonal and you never get to know the face behind the application. Because, trust me hun, I make an impression and it is a damn good one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Flip off binkies, I don't know how you get in the places that you do. Well I guess technically I do because you are thrown by my son.. But why do you always have to get stuck in the hardest to reach places? Then I have to hunt down something that I can use to get you out. It's just ridiculous really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Flip off life. I am so irritated with you right now. Don't get me wrong, I love love love being a mom. BUT I miss going to the gym, I miss my morning Starbucks, I miss my shopping sprees, I miss buying new make-up, I miss my job, I miss being able to up and leave, I miss late nights, I miss being able to go out and eat, I miss going to the movies, I miss my friends. Flip off McKenzie. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/"&gt; Gigi &lt;/a&gt;for this meme!&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-4159594639103829163?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4159594639103829163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=4159594639103829163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4159594639103829163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/4159594639103829163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/friday-flip-offs-couldnt-come-fast.html' title='Friday Flip-Off&apos;s couldn&apos;t come fast enough'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-2803655472677905324</id><published>2010-11-15T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T09:30:23.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><title type='text'>Monday Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Monday Minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Would you rather be stuck on a bumpy roller coaster while having to pee extremely bad OR be stuck in a crowded elevator with really bad gas with co-workers? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'm going to have to go with being stuck in an elevator, because at least there if you let one rip you could look around innocently trying to figure out who dealt it.. If you accidentally pee'd yourself on a roller coaster, well, let's just say you couldn't really pull that one off too easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;What is the one thing you miss most about your childhood? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;How easy I had it. When you are a kid you don't have to worry about bills, about huge responsibilities. The most important thing to me back then was being popular and having a good time. Now I have a son, a soon to be hubs, two dogs, and a horse that I have to take care of. And lets not forget that I have to hold the house down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;If aliens exist, what do they look like? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I imagine them being kind of short and lanky, with green tinted skin, big heads and big eyes. Maybe six fingers on each hand.. Of course they will talk all cool in some odd alien language.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Would you rather discuss your body weight or your salary with people that you know? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'll have to go with my body weight on this one, because I am in great shape. I don't have a salary to discuss, so body weight wins by default either way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;If you were stuck in a predicament, like in the movie Alive, could you revert to cannibalism? If so, how would you feel about eating your deceased friends and family? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I never saw the movie Alive, so I'm not quite sure what happened or what the situation was. I would go through all of my other resources beforehand. I guess if it were life or death and they were already dead I might be able to, as long as someone else was with me to you know cook it. Otherwise I don't think I would have the stomach to even think about tearing into them. Ugh, that is so gross! But you have to survive somehow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;People that are born blind, what do they dream about? Sounds? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have no clue, I have never asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;With our guest host &lt;a href="http://reviewsyoucantuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Powdered Toast Man&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-2803655472677905324?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2803655472677905324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=2803655472677905324&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2803655472677905324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/2803655472677905324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/monday-minute_15.html' title='Monday Minute'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-284688746051983833</id><published>2010-11-14T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:57:47.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Smiles'/><title type='text'>Sunday Smiles</title><content type='html'>It's nice to start off the week with something to smile about, just as long as there is &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; to smile about. But it is always such a bum deal when I pull blanks.. &lt;br /&gt;☺ How amazing my other half is (get ready for my sappy moment): It truly is the little things, bringing me home something from the store when you go out, doing the dishes or laundry for no reason, compliments and kisses out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;☺ Whenever my cute little C smiles, how can you not smile back!&lt;br /&gt;☺ Seeing some friends I haven't in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;☺ Baby showers, I always have a blast at them.. Even if I suck at all the games.&lt;br /&gt;☺ My new horse learning super quick, and getting rid of all her icky skin what not conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I feel kind of bad for not really posting much lately. I don't even have a good reason as of late. For a while I had the flu, J had a broken leg,&amp;nbsp; C had a cold, and I had just gotten a new horse.. But now I'm feeling better, J is back to work, C is back to being his ornery self, and I've learned how to manage my time better. Ya know, maybe its because I don't get as many comments or page visits as I used to. Okay, well comments are the same.. But page visits have gone down tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I get more followers? How do I get more comments? What on earth am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and WHERE did Sexy Sunday go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-284688746051983833?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/284688746051983833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=284688746051983833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/284688746051983833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/284688746051983833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-smiles.html' title='Sunday Smiles'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-333359641734702237</id><published>2010-11-13T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T09:49:19.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday Six'/><title type='text'>Saturday Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Saturday Six&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's the last movie you watched in a theater? I just answered this question yesterday, and the answer hasn't changed. Though it would have been nice to go out to the movies last night, but since we are flat broke it is rather out of the question. Last movie I saw in theater was Piranha 3-D, if you love boobs then go see it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share some movies with us that are guaranteed to make us cry: The Notebook, P.S. I Love You, Titanic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your personal favorite movie genre? Romantic comedy, hands down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's the last flick you watched? I'm not really sure.. I've watched quite a few movies since Piranha, but I can't remember the names for the life of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give us your top 5 favorite movies? I wish I could, but every new movie that I watch that I like winds up being my flavor of the week, ya know. I never have just a handful of favorites, I have a million. They all are my favorite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now tell us some of your most hated: Hard Candy, Redneck Zombies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks&lt;a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/"&gt; Jana &lt;/a&gt;and&lt;a href="http://lovecommaashlee.blogspot.com/"&gt; Ashlee&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-333359641734702237?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/333359641734702237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=333359641734702237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/333359641734702237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/333359641734702237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-six.html' title='Saturday Six'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-1440510764378311375</id><published>2010-11-12T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:58:08.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Flip-Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Question Friday'/><title type='text'>Flip Off's and Five Question Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you? I would have to say the time I was jumping my first horse and we went over the jump wrong and I fell off and he stepped on my calf. Unfortunately times like that you have to buck up and get back on, I was so ready to just sit on the ground and cry. Or it could be the time I got bit in the arm by a friends horse because he was being an idiot. Or the time a horse... Hah, I have a million.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. How much sleep do you get a night? All together about 10, but it is very interrupted. My little guy wakes me up at 12, 3, and 7. He's up for about a half hour each time eating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. How long did you believe in Santa Clause? How did you find out he wasn't real? I'm not really sure about either answer, I think I believed in him up until I was 9 or 10. I'm not sure how I found out that he wasn't real, probably a friend that ruined it for me. I'm going to make sure that my little guy believes in Santa, and the Tooth Fairy. They are fun to believe in when you are little, and makes things exciting. I loved leaving cookies and milk out for Santa, and getting money from the Tooth Fairy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. What was the last movie you saw in theater? I am pretty sure that it was Piranha in 3-D. Let me sum the movie up for you, lots and lots of little piranha's that ate people.. And lots and lots of boobs, in 3-D. If you're a guy I'm sure you will love it, I, on the other hand, was not impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. What do you wear to bed? Usually a shirt and panties. I wish I had cute lingerie to wear to bed each night, I'll work on getting that incorporated into my closet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt; Five Crooked Halos &lt;/a&gt;for hosting this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Friday Flip-Offs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ The flu. Flip off you nasty icky virus that made me feel like complete and utter crap. I was dizzy, I was nauseous, I was weak, I had a killer head ache, and my back hurt a lot. Then, flip off again for getting J sick. I will thank you, with a heavy heart, for not getting my little man sick. That would have been double hell on the whole family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Random rattlings in the Jeep, flip off. I thought I fixed the loudest thumping, just to find out that it wasn't what I thought, but I am pretty sure that it is you - silly spare tire that isn't bolted in good enough. Also, flip off higher pitched rattle that has to do with me turning on the heater. Oh, and I won't forget you exhaust that rubs on my drive line, flip off. Jeep, you dog you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Flip off Bailey! You weren't on my shit list, and haven't been in quite a while.. But how you managed to get my pinky toe caught in your collar when you leaped forward to get the shadow and make it pop, I don't know, but it freaking hurt! Jerk. It's a shadow, you will never get it, why must you try for hours on end?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/"&gt; Gigi &lt;/a&gt;for this meme! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-1440510764378311375?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1440510764378311375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=1440510764378311375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1440510764378311375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/1440510764378311375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/flip-offs-and-five-question-friday.html' title='Flip Off&apos;s and Five Question Friday'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-6960928850262142782</id><published>2010-11-08T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:48:20.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me! &amp; Monday Minute</title><content type='html'>I'm officially 21 today. Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/6852/mybanner4cc5e5e13d728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/6852/mybanner4cc5e5e13d728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;What's for dinner tonight? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I really have no clue, in fact this is how it always pans out: J will text me on his way home from work, "What's for dinner sweetie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Me: "I don't know, what do you want?" J: "I don't know, what is there?" Me: Lists a bunch of things. J: "It's up to you." Me: "None of it sounds good." Happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Have you ever been stung by a bee or wasp? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Been stung by a bee quite a few times, but not a wasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;What time do you go to sleep every evening? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I usually start getting sleepy around 9, so anytime after that. I don't have a set time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;What's your favorite ice cream flavor? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It really depends on my mood, I don't have just one favorite I have hundreds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;If you could have one power, what would it be? &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Invisibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://happilyalawmama.blogspot.com/"&gt; Cristy &lt;/a&gt;for this meme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-6960928850262142782?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6960928850262142782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=6960928850262142782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6960928850262142782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/6960928850262142782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-to-me-monday-minute.html' title='Happy Birthday to me! &amp; Monday Minute'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-5708013533043486234</id><published>2010-11-07T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:12:29.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Smiles'/><title type='text'>Smiles all around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;roject  &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;mile&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;created by &lt;u&gt;Alicia&lt;/u&gt; at&lt;a href="http://weloveiowa.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-project-smile-party-please-join.html"&gt;  A Beautiful Mess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Project Smile is where at the  end of each month you accumulate everything that has made you smile  during said month and share it with everyone else. (To learn more check  out &lt;a href="http://weloveiowa.blogspot.com/2010/08/launching-project-smile.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  post!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making the world  brighter, one smile at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This last month has been a long one, with its shares of very high ups and super low downs. What better way to remember the month than by remembering what the highs were, what kept that smile on your face through the toughest times. Finding the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ Spending two whole weeks with J, granted it set us way back financially and he was in pain most of the time, it was still amazing and much needed. With him working 10 hours a day with a 3 hour round trip drive it really cuts back on our time together, and when we gets home he is exhausted. Even though the timing was horrible-we needed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ C getting his first two teeth! It meant a few sleepless nights, but the second that boy smiles with his now toothy grin it melts my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ I got a lot of great early birthday presents. This year I made sure to put useful things on my wish lists. I got tons of kitchen stuff that J and I have really been wanting, and now using the heck out of!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ A successful trick-or-treat run with the boys. Even though we were only able to hit up our neighborhood they still got a lot of candy and had a lot of fun. I dressed C up as a monkey, gave him his own bucket, carried him all over the place and said trick-or-treat for him, then came home and J and I ate all of his candy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ Had our first get together at our house and there was an amazing turn out. Everyone had a great time, there was no drama, and everyone is looking forward to another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;☺ J fixing the hatch and the leak in the Jeep! Our hatch finally closes and latches. Plus we won't have water literally pouring into the Jeep. Ironic how the puddle was on the front passenger floorboard but the leak was back by the tail light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those are all the smiles I can think of for the moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-5708013533043486234?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5708013533043486234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=5708013533043486234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5708013533043486234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/5708013533043486234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/smiles-all-around.html' title='Smiles all around.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-581194733230303593</id><published>2010-11-02T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:09:20.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey it&apos;s okay Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Hey, it's okay Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's okay.. To get extremely freaked/grossed out if someone tries to touch your pinky toe. In my defense I had a very scarring accident (okay not really, but still): When I was little I was running underneath some bleachers and stepped on something and it just about cut my pinky toe off. Don't ask me which one, because I don't remember. All I know is I get sick to my stomach just thinking about it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To quit trying to post awesome posts and go with the flow. When you have a full plate stuff like that happens, and, unfortunately, some things like blogging have to take the back burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To seek solace in mundane things, such as the few minutes of free time I manage to wedge into my day to get on the computer and be a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To be cranky on occasion, sure its more often than not as of late, but as long as there is good reasoning. Such as waiting on people/babies hand and foot all day (don't worry, I'm not really complaining), training a wild Mustang, and trying to keep up on my DVR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To try and give away the puppy you begged to have. You would do the same if he pooped on your couch, pooped on the passenger seat of your Jeep and then tracked it all over, peed on the carpet, and barked all night long. Speaking of.. Does anyone want a puppy? He's free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's okay.. To complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you&lt;a href="http://whisperingwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt; WhisperingWriter &lt;/a&gt;for this meme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176060448766164036-581194733230303593?l=mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/feeds/581194733230303593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176060448766164036&amp;postID=581194733230303593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/581194733230303593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176060448766164036/posts/default/581194733230303593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckenzieinwa.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-its-okay-tuesday.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s okay Tuesday.'/><author><name>McKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091621314291611041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6JyzAD9A00/TI-TLYeFTDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8hGJmgVzv4M/S220/Myselfforblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176060448766164036.post-595385727489420589</id><published>2010-11-01T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T10:13:51.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Minute'/><title type='text'>Monday Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/6852/mybanner4cc5e5e13d728.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What did you dress up as your first Halloween? &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I have no clue, I haven't seen any pictures of my first Halloween.. Never really thought to look or ask. But I can tell you what &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; was for his first Halloween! He was a monkey, a very cute, very chubby cheeked monkey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What has been your favorite Halloween costume of all time? &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Does it still count if I didn't wear it? Well I found the cutest sailor costume that I would have killed to have gotten, it was sexy, but not too revealing.. Maybe another year down the line I can get it, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you believe in ghosts? &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Yes and no. I believe in them because I'm afraid they will haunt me if I don't, but I don't because I've never seen one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What's your favorite Holiday of the year? &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I honestly can't choose just one, or two even. I love them all equally. Well Thanksgiving and Christmas the most. Thanksgiving because I love food, and I love bein
