<?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-9221601138024083202</id><updated>2012-02-14T23:07:23.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-charmed life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5768165286165440748</id><published>2009-01-25T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:33:00.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Scout Madness....LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Girl Scouts have taken over my life! Just kidding, just been doing a lot with them recently which is understandable since it is Girl Scout cookie sales time. We have been working hard getting the girls up to speed with selling cookies since this is their first time to sell and selling cookies of course. Which reminds me that I need to take pictures of the girls selling cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have gotten to spend a lot of time with them recently which is very fun. (I don't mean that sarcastically.) Being with my daughter and the girls in the troop is one of the most rewarding things that I do. Here are some pictures: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295300182009945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SXyvdbfDnPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/zmOid8y1BRo/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295300495062058978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SXyvvpsfx-I/AAAAAAAABBY/m61E5r6wqQQ/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295300792187537122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SXywA8kuxuI/AAAAAAAABBg/ZAfA1meftbg/s400/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5768165286165440748?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5768165286165440748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5768165286165440748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5768165286165440748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5768165286165440748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-scout-madnesslol.html' title='Girl Scout Madness....LOL'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SXyvdbfDnPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/zmOid8y1BRo/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5811992536372726022</id><published>2009-01-03T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:23:43.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger!</title><content type='html'>I am a bad bad blogger.  I haven't blogged in Months.  I stink!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are starting Girl Scout Cookie Season....OY VEY!  I just spent 2 hours loading cookies into people's cars and boy are my arms tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be living and breathing Cookies for some time.  All of you out in blogland send me a couple of prayers.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5811992536372726022?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5811992536372726022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5811992536372726022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5811992536372726022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5811992536372726022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad blogger!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-622731546834521455</id><published>2008-05-31T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:05:25.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Daisies are now Brownies...</title><content type='html'>Pictures of the bridging ceremony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206678473169274562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHWfDTthsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/O2WQ5yeUPPY/s400/IMG_4822_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me helping Victoria light her candle:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206679044399924946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHXATTthtI/AAAAAAAAAqU/xXleWrDwrOM/s400/IMG_4826_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her way across the bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206679263443257058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHXNDTthuI/AAAAAAAAAqc/cOI8mxpo2rw/s400/IMG_4832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206679473896654578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHXZTTthvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1F9t4Sxmr34/s400/IMG_4833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206679688645019394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHXlzTthwI/AAAAAAAAAqs/9Wq8tFygGCs/s400/IMG_4835_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting her Brownie pin, upside down of course because she has to do a good deed before she officially becomes a Brownie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206679959227959058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHX1jTthxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/sgcwZsWVTbg/s400/IMG_4837_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me crying over my little baby becoming a big girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206680234105866018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHYFjTthyI/AAAAAAAAAq8/85wcyvIrGRQ/s400/IMG_4839_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and finally Susan and I crying over our sweet daisies becoming big girl brownies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206680599178086194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHYazTthzI/AAAAAAAAArE/70AoP4sgnsg/s400/IMG_4860_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note: Susan is the one that started me crying.  It is all her fault.  LOL  She said to the girls that her heart was smiling because of them and I started tearing up.  Then Victoria walked across that bridge and I just couldn't help but be choked up.  She is just so beautiful and was just so proud of herself.  It made me proud.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-622731546834521455?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/622731546834521455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=622731546834521455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/622731546834521455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/622731546834521455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-daisies-are-now-brownies.html' title='Our Daisies are now Brownies...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHWfDTthsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/O2WQ5yeUPPY/s72-c/IMG_4822_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-501101856199998226</id><published>2008-05-31T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:54:05.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Got Sketch LO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is my most recent Got Sketch LO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206663582517659314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHI8TTthrI/AAAAAAAAAqE/NLRrDvFT5Tk/s400/original.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-501101856199998226?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/501101856199998226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=501101856199998226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/501101856199998226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/501101856199998226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-got-sketch-lo.html' title='Another Got Sketch LO'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SEHI8TTthrI/AAAAAAAAAqE/NLRrDvFT5Tk/s72-c/original.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5504461289657652928</id><published>2008-05-26T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:06:14.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found this on another blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204873143795942978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDtsjDTthkI/AAAAAAAAApI/5Ne-4iJqgZA/s320/ploiticians_banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-5504461289657652928?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5504461289657652928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5504461289657652928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5504461289657652928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5504461289657652928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/found-this-on-another-blog.html' title='Found this on another blog...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDtsjDTthkI/AAAAAAAAApI/5Ne-4iJqgZA/s72-c/ploiticians_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3554148782845865634</id><published>2008-05-26T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:28:07.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one for the Got Sketch class..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Same sketch, new LO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204755092324845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDsBLjTthdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/B56MR6hwPZ0/s320/100day2.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-3554148782845865634?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3554148782845865634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3554148782845865634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3554148782845865634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3554148782845865634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-one-for-got-sketch-class.html' title='Another one for the Got Sketch class..'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDsBLjTthdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/B56MR6hwPZ0/s72-c/100day2.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4502877165077132045</id><published>2008-05-25T22:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:55:18.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The early bird sketch on the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Got sketch class. Here is my take: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204561101536986562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDpQvzTthcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cz93t2eoClo/s320/howloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-4502877165077132045?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4502877165077132045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4502877165077132045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4502877165077132045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4502877165077132045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/early-bird-sketch-on_25.html' title='The early bird sketch on the...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SDpQvzTthcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cz93t2eoClo/s72-c/howloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3505234453123285532</id><published>2008-05-25T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:00:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOOO!</title><content type='html'>I love 4 day weekends!  They rock!  I have been cleaning my scrap room and have begun to realize that my stash is freaking out of control!!!  and I do mean out of control!  So, I have started a little "no spend" challenge on 2 peas.  Come and check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2566972"&gt;http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2566972&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have signed up for a class with Valerie Salmon...Got Sketch!  I can't wait to start, come chcek it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://valeriesalmon.typepad.com/gotsketchclass/"&gt;http://valeriesalmon.typepad.com/gotsketchclass/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-3505234453123285532?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3505234453123285532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3505234453123285532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3505234453123285532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3505234453123285532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/woohooo.html' title='WOOHOOO!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8524857070117983392</id><published>2008-05-23T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T09:10:28.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thecreativejunkie.wordpress.com/2008/05/23/twenty-things-every-mom-needs-to-know/#comment-94"&gt;http://thecreativejunkie.wordpress.com/2008/05/23/twenty-things-every-mom-needs-to-know/#comment-94&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8524857070117983392?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8524857070117983392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8524857070117983392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8524857070117983392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8524857070117983392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-this.html' title='Love this...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-963985941859958015</id><published>2008-05-23T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:39:12.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Fridays...</title><content type='html'>Ok, Friday rocks! Also, Holiday weekends rock and taking the Friday before a holiday weekend rocks! WOW do I need a break from work. Truly! I am so glad for the weekend and I will be going through closets and scrapbook stuff because we have a family garage sale coming up. we are going to be donating all the money earned to my daughter's girl scout troop because we have very little money in our troop account and we are some very busy girl scouts and need money for all of the activities and we don't get to see cookies or anything until next school year. I really think that girl scouts needs to come up with something that Daisies can do to earn money for their activities. Anyway, if you are in the area, contact me and I will tellyou where the garage sale will be. The neighborhood that we are having it in is having a neighborhood wide garage sale. So, tons of stuff to choose from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and I also have found some classes on my new camera.  I can't wait!  Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.precision-camera.com/product/CLASS15"&gt;http://www.precision-camera.com/product/CLASS15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.precision-camera.com/product/CLASS14"&gt;http://www.precision-camera.com/product/CLASS14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-963985941859958015?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/963985941859958015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=963985941859958015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/963985941859958015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/963985941859958015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-bless-fridays.html' title='God Bless Fridays...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4344058833563205351</id><published>2008-05-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:12:26.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...and I need help!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why I was thinking about this, but I started thinking about the things that have changed about me as I have grown older.  I used to really want to be "different" from everyone else.  To the point that I would seek out the road less traveled, the song that people didn't like, the thing that other people didn't want.  All the time I was seeking the "odd", I secretly really loved all the trendy, "cheesy" things...like New Kids on the block, the spice girls, reality tv shows, the billboard top 100 songs.  I was a "closet" normal person.  LOL  I kept it to myself and in fact would vocally reject the things I secretly loved.  Isn't it strange how when you are younger you have a hard time accepting yourself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have come to realize that I am the person that I am.  I love "cheesy" love songs, I love reality tv, I love boy bands and britney spears and madonna, I am love SUVs, I am fairly normal as much as it pains the secret part of me that wants to be "different", I am sort of normal.  and that is ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness...My daughter is driving me crazy because she takes forever in the morning to get out of bed, to get dressed everything, I have to bug her, yell at her, threaten her to get her to get going and to get her clothes on and honestly, it is tiring and I am done with it.  She makes me late to work because of all of the crap I have to go through to get her going in the morning.  HELP!  Seriously, someone give me ideas, I can't take it.  &lt;strong&gt;So if anyone in blogland is reading this, please reply with some advice!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4344058833563205351?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4344058833563205351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4344058833563205351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4344058833563205351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4344058833563205351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/thoughtsand-i-need-help.html' title='Thoughts...and I need help!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-766380642633628020</id><published>2008-05-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:42:17.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great ideas and random musings...</title><content type='html'>Ok, this blog had a great idea for kids allowances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/2008/05/works-for-me-on.html?cid=115748772#comment-115748772"&gt;http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/2008/05/works-for-me-on.html?cid=115748772#comment-115748772&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Peas Blogger Challenge(well this is sort of the challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.”  Scott Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-766380642633628020?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/766380642633628020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=766380642633628020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/766380642633628020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/766380642633628020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-ideas-and-random-musings.html' title='Great ideas and random musings...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8226418472426495100</id><published>2008-05-20T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:06:42.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Tuesday Blogger</title><content type='html'>What's the biggest step you've taken this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest step I have taken this year on a personal level would probably be to become a co-leader for my daughter's girl scout troop.  I have been very busy with the girl scouts this year.  Also, I have started my own challenge blog journalingjunkie.blogspot.com and that has been really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a work level, I have implemented a lot of changes.  Mostly that I have recommended also.  I really feel that I have grown as a manager this year and I find it to be gratifiying for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8226418472426495100?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8226418472426495100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8226418472426495100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8226418472426495100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8226418472426495100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-peas-tuesday-blogger.html' title='2 Peas Tuesday Blogger'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-111567218311114868</id><published>2008-05-19T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:23:26.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Strange Questions Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;13 years &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been in a car wreck?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Were you popular in high school?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been on a blind date?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are looks important?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have any friends that you've known for 10 years or more??:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;By what age would you like to be married?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I got married the first time at 24 and the second time at 28. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does the number of people a person's slept with affect your view of them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever made a mistake?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a good tipper?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's the most you have spent for a haircut?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;$100 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever peed in public?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What song do you want played at your funeral?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;His Eyes are on the Sparrow &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you tell your parents if you were gay?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What would your last meal be before getting executed?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Creme Brulee all the way &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Beatles or Stones?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Beatles &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If you had to pick one person on earth to die, who?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No way dude!  I would never choose anyone. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Beer, wine or hard liquor?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Wine &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have any phobias?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Claustrophobia &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What are your plans for the future?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;To be happy. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you walk around the house naked?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If you were an animal what would you be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A cat &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair color you like on someone you're dating?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Doesn't matter &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you rather be blind or deaf?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Blind &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have any special talents?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I can sing pretty well. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you do as soon as you walk in the house?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Take off my shoes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like horror or comedy?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Comedy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you missing anyone?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not a person, but I miss my bed a lot right now.  LOL &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If you weren't straight, what person of the same sex would you do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Jessica Biel &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Where do you want to live when you are old?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;In Texas &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who is the person you can count on the most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My husband &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If you could date any celebrity past or present, who would it be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eminem &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What did you dream last night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;can't remember &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your favorite sport to watch?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hockey &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you named after anyone?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your favorite alcoholic drink?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Seabreeze &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Non alcoholic drink?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Diet Coke &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been in love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you sing in the shower?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been arrested?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your favorite Holiday?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Christmas &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you ever get plastic surgery?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever caught a fish?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S89002/The_Strange_Questions_Survey.html" title="The Strange Questions Survey"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTEyMjA3MTkwNDEmcHQ9MTIxMTIyMDgwMjY5OCZwPTg5MjExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-111567218311114868?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/111567218311114868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=111567218311114868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/111567218311114868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/111567218311114868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-quiz.html' title='Random quiz'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8080658451230111466</id><published>2008-05-18T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:21:32.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this website....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ryzmomplus2.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;http://ryzmomplus2.typepad.com/my_weblog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher's gifts are too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8080658451230111466?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8080658451230111466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8080658451230111466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8080658451230111466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8080658451230111466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/remember-this-website.html' title='Remember this website....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-9079713997696571879</id><published>2008-05-11T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:09:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best mother's day of all time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This has been the best mother's day of all time. I have the best daughter and husband in the entire world. Check out my haul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this ring:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199259706797632850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd7KA6srVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/79yC-AcrHlc/s320/IMG_4661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got these lovely hand made gifts from my daughter: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199260007445343586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd7bg6srWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IpewQ938LDY/s320/IMG_4657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199260166359133554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd7kw6srXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hE-7UE0xHb0/s320/IMG_4658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199260363927629186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd7wQ6srYI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HnjiUAVN2vU/s320/IMG_4659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and btw I got, this.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199260990992854418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd8Uw6srZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/zU_4T_ZSIjA/s320/7989901_rb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  GET OUT!!!  ***DOING THE HAPPY DANCE*************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-9079713997696571879?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/9079713997696571879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=9079713997696571879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/9079713997696571879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/9079713997696571879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-mothers-day-of-all-time.html' title='The best mother&apos;s day of all time...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/SCd7KA6srVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/79yC-AcrHlc/s72-c/IMG_4661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-613682111593981876</id><published>2008-05-06T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:20:34.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Scout Madness!!!!!</title><content type='html'>For the last 5 weekends in a row, we have had girl scout activities. Super fun and super tiring. Here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry Picking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/e52b78a6.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=e52b78a6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dr. Pepper Tour: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/bf6b9538.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=80" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=bf6b9538.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plant a wildflower: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/27bab3bc.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=27bab3bc.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wild About Wildflowers: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/b52e56aa.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=b52e56aa.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Service Unit Camp out: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/e6810618.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=e6810618.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &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/9221601138024083202-613682111593981876?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/613682111593981876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=613682111593981876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/613682111593981876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/613682111593981876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/05/girl-scout-madness.html' title='Girl Scout Madness!!!!!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6562606482977314647</id><published>2008-04-10T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:48:40.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A certain person who works...</title><content type='html'>or is soon to not work in my office is a total BITCH!  She has basically been one of those people who live in a glass house who throws stones at everyone else.  She has been complaining that the people around her don't get their work done and that they are negligent and talk too much, but then she goes and one of the other girls had to go through a stack of stuff that had been backed up for a while.  She says she works so hard etc!  Whatever!!!! Hey, I mean we all have things that we sometimes don't get to, but maybe you should shut your fucking mouth and worry about yourself WHORE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of her stupid judgemental ass!  Go freaking jump off a really large cliff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6562606482977314647?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6562606482977314647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6562606482977314647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6562606482977314647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6562606482977314647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/04/certain-person-who-works.html' title='A certain person who works...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5333288260457920863</id><published>2008-04-10T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:59:08.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Decision</title><content type='html'>Ok, my new decision is to not complain to anyone at work.  So, I will begin complaining on my blog.  HA!  So, I will be sure and post a warning of work complaints to follow.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First complaint, one of the girls in the office...who shall not be named made me really well I would say upset, but more like preterbed.  I was talking about how when I interviewed her, that I really liked her.  She must have misunderstood me and thought that I was saying that I liked her from the beginning of her time actually working here.  Which honestly, I didn't.  In fact, sometimes I still don't like her, but I certainly don't mention it because I don't think that it is nice or necessary and certainly doesn't make for a pleasant environment.  Anyway, she said "Well, it took a lot of patience on my part to deal with you Stella, a lot of will power."  Well, honey all I have to say is that it takes me will power every day to deal with you. Especially, when every day you are snippy and short with me and say rude comments.  Trust me, it takes will power!  In fact, I am not the only one that has noticed this about you.  Everyone who works here has said the same and I would love to see you go work somewhere else honestly.  However, I don't say that and I don't bring up the amount of willpower it takes me because it isn't necessary, is rude and does not make for a pleasant environment.  Strangely enough, I am not too upset about that.  I actually am very serene so far today, however it is only 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least there are 2 people in the office that I can actually speak to that I can go to them when we have a problem and they can act like adults and discuss it with me.  Unfortunately with the previously mentioned person that is not possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, sometimes that person does nice things, like she washed my coffee cup for me just now.  Which is nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5333288260457920863?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5333288260457920863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5333288260457920863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5333288260457920863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5333288260457920863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-decision.html' title='New Decision'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7854147019608973855</id><published>2008-04-04T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:41:54.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journaling Junkie page challenge</title><content type='html'>Here is the page that I did for Journaling junkie, the challenge was to do a page based on your favorite meal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185539427001345906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R_a8onsyp3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/qOpzzN26Omk/s400/bestmeal.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journaling reads:&lt;br /&gt;The best meal we have ever had has to be when we went to Victoria and Albert's at Disney World's Grand Floridian hotel. The atmosphere was refined, elegant and relaxing. The service was impeccable and the food, was absolutely fabulous and exotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian had Dungeness and King Crab with Spring Asparagus and Calvisius Caviar to start. Long Island Duck with Roaset Chiogga Beets and Turnip Kraut, then Seared Wild Turbot with Toasted Capers and Meyer Lemon, Herb Crusted Lamb with Heirloom Tomatoes and Potato Gnocchi. Comte Saint Antonie, Fourme D'ambert and Pierre Robert for the cheese course. For dessert, Pyramid of Tanzanie Dark Chocolate Mousse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella had Seared Colorado Buffalo Tenderloin, Braised Fennel, Raishes and Satsuma Tangerine Vinaigrette to start. Pan Roasted Foie Gras and Fuji Apple Tart with Mostarda di Cremona, then Yellow Fin Tuna Tempura with Hijiki Salad and Carrot-Ginger Coulis for the fish course. Then, Herb Crusted Lamb with Heirloom Tomatoes and Potato Gnocchi. For the cheese course, Comte Saint Antoine, Fourme D'Ambert, and Pierre Robert. For dessert, Vanilla Bean Creme Brulee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From beginning to end, a fabulous meal. Not a bite that was not enjoyed! The wine pairing was fantastic and certainly intoxicating. The presentation of the "Celebes" coffee was extraordinary. To top it all off, at the end of the meal we met the Chef de Cuisine, Scott Hunnel. We certainly can't wait to go back and experience it all again.***Note: The green part at the back of the layout is the menu they personalized for me at the restaurant and gave to each guest as a souvenir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7854147019608973855?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7854147019608973855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7854147019608973855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7854147019608973855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7854147019608973855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-journaling-junkie-page-challenge.html' title='My Journaling Junkie page challenge'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R_a8onsyp3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/qOpzzN26Omk/s72-c/bestmeal.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7332187896826213604</id><published>2008-04-01T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:27:14.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms on the sea of the work life again...</title><content type='html'>Ok, well it just wouldn't be a month, or a week, or a day without trouble at work.  When I think about my troubles, I always think of work, not really of home.  (THANK YOU JESUS!!!)  Now, that doesn't mean that I don't EVER have trouble at home, just not nearly as much as work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me tell you that now I have to find another employee.  Super fun!  NOT!  I really really wish that I could just figure out how to live with people and how to keep my mouth shut when it should be and how to open it when I should open it.  Now, in the long run I really don't think that this was my fault, but the road to hell is paved with good intentions and HELL is called finding a new employee that speaks spanish (crossing fingers on that one).  Anyway, I am praying for the perfect person, able to handle angry people and able to speak spanish.  Please pray everyone out there in internet world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find that you have crossed the mountain.” -author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7332187896826213604?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7332187896826213604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7332187896826213604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7332187896826213604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7332187896826213604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/04/storms-on-sea-of-work-life-again.html' title='Storms on the sea of the work life again...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4281065821402047561</id><published>2008-02-29T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:44:34.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stole this from another blog:</title><content type='html'>I absolutely loved this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Invisible &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids walks into the room while I'm on the phone and asks for something. Inside, I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone,or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Invisible Mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: "Can you fix this?" "Can you tie this?" "Can you open this?" Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please." I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude -but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. "She's going, she's going, she's gone!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned tome with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. I would discover what would become for me four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have norecord of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that theeyes of God saw everything. A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God will see." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. Then, if there is anything to say to his friend, it could be, "You're gonna love it here!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4281065821402047561?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4281065821402047561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4281065821402047561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4281065821402047561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4281065821402047561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-stole-this-from-another-blog.html' title='I stole this from another blog:'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5434867790318319301</id><published>2008-02-29T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:21:48.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny...</title><content type='html'>Dear Tech Support, &lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance -- particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. &lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5 and then installed undesirable programs such as NFL 5.0, NBA 3.0, and Golf Clubs 4.1. &lt;br /&gt;Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can I do? &lt;br /&gt;Signed, Desperate &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dear Desperate: &lt;br /&gt;First keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment Package, while Husband 1.0 is an Operating System. &lt;br /&gt;Please enter the command: 'I Thought You Loved Me.exe', try to download Tears 6.2 and don't forget to install the Guilt 3.0 update. If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. But remember, overuse of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the Snoring Loudly Beta. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-law 1.0 It runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources. Also, do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0 program. These are unsupported applications and will crash Husband 1.0 &lt;br /&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend Food 3.0 and Hot Lingerie 7.7. &lt;br /&gt;Good Luck, Tech Support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5434867790318319301?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5434867790318319301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5434867790318319301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5434867790318319301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5434867790318319301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/funny.html' title='Funny...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4511649227789136112</id><published>2008-02-29T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:18:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...Sick!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh, boy I am so sick!  I hate being sick, it sucks!!!  I have some sort of stomach thing, not sure what.  I have an appointment with my M.D. at 11:30.  Then I have to get the deposit from work and then deposit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to feel better.  Send me lots of healing vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4511649227789136112?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4511649227789136112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4511649227789136112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4511649227789136112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4511649227789136112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/ughsick.html' title='Ugh...Sick!!!!!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-1786039116908000768</id><published>2008-02-10T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:21:09.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just finished....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just finished a frame for my DH for Valentine's. This is also for a challenge on Shanna Vineyard's blog. Go take a look: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mynextthirtyyears.com/"&gt;http://www.mynextthirtyyears.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165433697531695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R69OlIw1kKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/a0Vv4DRsas8/s320/2-10+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-1786039116908000768?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/1786039116908000768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=1786039116908000768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1786039116908000768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1786039116908000768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-finished.html' title='Just finished....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R69OlIw1kKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/a0Vv4DRsas8/s72-c/2-10+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-58260064295735026</id><published>2008-02-09T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:55:55.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Week...</title><content type='html'>This was a very big week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st off there was the 100th day of school at Victoria's school, we had to put 100 items on a shirt. Here is the very strange creation we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165177013106217026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R65lIIw1kEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/vm0_fC1ETwg/s320/2-9+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165177249329418322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R65lV4w1kFI/AAAAAAAAAWI/R7SC4PyjZfI/s320/2-9+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Victoria also had the flu this week. Super fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also there was the Daddy Daughter dance at the local rec center:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165178490574966898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R65meIw1kHI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3UwVV140Pdo/s320/2-9+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the haul from scrapbook shopping from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165179547136921746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R65nbow1kJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QZdnamQkh-A/s320/2-9+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/9221601138024083202-58260064295735026?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/58260064295735026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=58260064295735026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/58260064295735026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/58260064295735026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-week.html' title='Big Week...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R65lIIw1kEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/vm0_fC1ETwg/s72-c/2-9+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-938809903742368769</id><published>2008-02-09T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:13:01.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journaling Junkie Contest!!!</title><content type='html'>"Get the word out" contest annoucement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This contest is focused toward getting the word out to the scrapbooking on-line community. Design Team members ARE eligible for this contest. The contest will run starting February 15th through March 15th. Here is how it will work.Everyone will collect points through various different activities and the one with the most points at the end of the contest will win a 3 Bugs in a Rug NEW! Spring Collection Page Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the contents: &lt;a href="http://www.3bugsinarug.com/products/products.asp?scid=57"&gt;http://www.3bugsinarug.com/products/products.asp?scid=57&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be 2 runners up. Each runner up will receive a NEW! paper punch from McGill. Here are the links to the punches up for grabs:&lt;a href="http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=3_8&amp;amp;products_id=148"&gt;http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=3_8&amp;amp;products_id=148&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=3_8&amp;amp;products_id=155"&gt;http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=3_8&amp;amp;products_id=155&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you can get points:&lt;br /&gt;1. For every person you refer to this blog and who responds to this thread with your name as the person who referred them, you will get 20 points.&lt;br /&gt;2. For every comment you make to a post, you will get 5 points. **Note: any comments that make no sense or are one word etc. will not get points**&lt;br /&gt;3. For every challenge you parcipate in and submit a layout, you will receive 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;4. For every challenge you win, you will receive an additional 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;5. For every link you e-mail to me at &lt;a href="mailto:stcrupko@yahoo.com"&gt;stcrupko@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; where you have posted your layout entry for the challenges in an online gallery with the title as being Journaling Junkie Challenge Entry and in the comments you mention journalingjunkie.blogspot.com as the location, you will receive 5 points.&lt;br /&gt;6. For every link you e-mail to me at the above e-mail address where you have mentioned Journaling Junkie and the location on your blog or any scrapbooking forum, you will receive 5 points.&lt;br /&gt;7. For every link you e-mail to me at the above e-mail address where you have put Journaling Junkie as a favorite places link etc. on your blog or website, you will receive 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;8. For every response to the Journaling Junkie Challenge posts which will be posted at 2 peas in a Bucket and scrapinstyletv, you will receive 5 points. I will post links to those posts here on the blog when I make them.&lt;br /&gt;9. For any e-mails you send to me with ideas to "get the word out", you will receive 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;10. For any pages you send to me that have unique ideas in content for journaling or technique for journaling, you will receive 5 points. If I decide to use that page as an inspiration page for a blog challenge, you will receive 20 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Keep an eye on the blog for posts with additional ways to earn points!Ok, let the games begin well, on the 15th anyway. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to our prize sponsors for this contest, 3 Bugs in a Rug &lt;a href="http://www.3bugsinarug.com/"&gt;http://www.3bugsinarug.com/&lt;/a&gt; and McGill &lt;a href="http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/"&gt;http://www.mcgillinc.com/shop/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the Contest announcement at 2 Peas:&lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2486660"&gt;http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2486660&lt;/a&gt;Here is a link to the Contest announcement at scrapinstyletv:&lt;a href="http://www.scrapinstyletv.com/forums/21_14652_0.html"&gt;http://www.scrapinstyletv.com/forums/21_14652_0.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at:  &lt;a href="http://journalingjunkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://journalingjunkie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-938809903742368769?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/938809903742368769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=938809903742368769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/938809903742368769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/938809903742368769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/journaling-junkie-contest.html' title='Journaling Junkie Contest!!!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7409382332426522106</id><published>2008-02-03T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:58:36.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journaling junkie challenge...</title><content type='html'>Wow, this one was really emotional for me. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162891851225873794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R6ZGyNYTvYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/c_By03WCJRw/s320/mymiracle.BMP" border="0" /&gt;Journaling reads:&lt;br /&gt;While I certainly don't regret getting pregnant unexpectedly, the circumstances that surrounded it were very scary. You see, the reason I got pregnant is because I was on a medication that negates birth control pills. I was aware of this, but one night Christian and I were, to put it nicely, not as careful as we normally are in this area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very strange feeling that something was going on with my body even just 3 weeks afterwards. I took a pregnancy test and it was negative. No wonder, I was a week BEFORE my period. I was speaking with some gals at work and telling them how my body just felt...different. Anyway, they convinced me that even though it wasn't time for my period, I should just take another test. Well, I took another test 2 days BEFORE the time I would normally have my period and lo and behold, I was pregnant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems? Uh, yeah! 1. unmarried 2. boyfriend will NOT be thrilled 3. and most important...I have been on not one but 2 medications that are dangerous for babies. Needless to say, I was freaking out. So, I called my doctor and asked should I immediately stop those medications? My doctor was not available, but the doctor on call called me back and said..."Well, you can stop taking those medications, but my advice to you is to not to have the baby. Those medications are extremely dangerous at this stage in a baby's development." Honestly, I can't begin to tell you my horror at his suggestion! I told him that was in NO way an option. Well, needless to say, I stopped those medications.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I called my gynecologists office and made an appointment. When I went for my appointment they asked when my last period was and I told them. They said that since I had already had a positive urine test, they would just do a sonogram. While the sonographer was doing the sonogram, I had no idea what she was seeing. So finally I said, "So I guess I'm not pregnant?" She said, "Oh you are pregnant, see that little silvery round ball there?" "Yeah." "That silvery ball is the pregnancy." "That is my baby! Are you kidding?" "Yep, that's the pregnancy."&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that she kept saying the pregnancy and not the baby. While I was waiting for the doctor, I kept thinking, why would she say it in that way? Is there something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told me that yes, I was pregnant, but he was concerned. According to when my last period was, the pregnancy should be at 7 weeks, but the sonogram showed 5 weeks in development, so he was concerned that the baby was behind in development and he wanted me to come back in 2 weeks to see how things were progessing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were probably the longest 2 weeks of my entire life. I worried the entire time that I was having a miscarriage. I worried that something was wrong with my baby. I worried that the medications that I had taken had severly damaged my unborn child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks later, I went to the appointment. I had another sonogram with the same sonographer. This time, the picture on the screen looked much more like what I expected to see from watching tv shows where they show child development. A little tadpole looking baby. Of course, that still did not answer if they baby was still behind in development. When I spoke with the doctor, he said that the baby was fine, that I just must have been 5 weeks along and was now 7 weeks along, so I had caught the pregnancy really early. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relief! Oh boy, relief. I can't tell you my relief! I made my next appointment for 4 weeks later and went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks later, I went back and the doctor examined me and tried to find the baby's heartbeat. He couldn't find the heartbeat. He tried and tried and could not find it! "Just to be on the safe side, let's get a sonogram."he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God!! I had to wait 30 minutes for the sonographer. When I finally had my sonogram, the sonographer said, "Well, he just didn't look very hard...Right there, see that heartbeat! That baby has a strong heartbeat!" I burst into tears! Thank God!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire pregnancy, I prayed every day sometimes 20 times a day to God to please please make my baby healthy. I am sure God got tired of listening to me. All I wanted was a healthy child. I pleaded and negotiated and said I would never do anything wrong again, if my baby was healthy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 5 years later, I have a healthy, gorgeous, smart and sweet little girl! God blessed me so much with her. Despite the medicines that I took, she has no health problems and is thriving and sassy and ornery. Sometimes I just want to get a picture of my gorgeous girl and send it to that doctor that told me that I should not have her and send it to him and show him the life he almost ended. In the grand scheme of things, I am just grateful that God gave me the faith to trust in his plan and that He blessed me with my beautiful daughter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note: This was a very emotional page for me. This is one that I have been planning for a while, but just never did. I am so glad that I did it! My daughter is such a miracle and it is a miracle that she is here today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7409382332426522106?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7409382332426522106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7409382332426522106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7409382332426522106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7409382332426522106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-journaling-junkie-challenge.html' title='My journaling junkie challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R6ZGyNYTvYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/c_By03WCJRw/s72-c/mymiracle.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5841087281484053850</id><published>2008-01-20T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:20:32.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What would you do if you knew you wouldn't fail? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would start a singing career.  I love to perform and I so miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would start my own business.  Maybe a scrapbook store.  Or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would invest money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would write romance novels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5841087281484053850?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5841087281484053850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5841087281484053850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5841087281484053850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5841087281484053850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-peas-blogger-challenge.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7902900996246254469</id><published>2008-01-11T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:15:17.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I saw this and it really seemed to hit home with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the grass really is greener on the other side, it's time to fertilize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how that applies to my life lately.  I have really been thinking in regard to my job that maybe it is time to for me to move on.  I don't know if it is a sense of loyalty or if I am just lazy, but I this happens a couple of times a year where I think that I should look for another job and I never do.  However, I am getting my resume together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i just need to fertilize.  Of course fertilizer is made of feces. ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7902900996246254469?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7902900996246254469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7902900996246254469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7902900996246254469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7902900996246254469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3822384766373698775</id><published>2008-01-06T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T10:54:53.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent pages</title><content type='html'>Here is my page for the Disney Challenge at 2 Peas! My DH is talking about another trip to Disney and I thought that I better get the last trip scrapped before we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EioNyhrXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dSecwvxnzkk/s1600-h/expeditioneverest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EioNyhrXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dSecwvxnzkk/s320/expeditioneverest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152437522980253042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my page for the Random Memory Challenge at Journaling Junkie. Go check out the challenge at the link on the right in my fave links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EjF9yhrYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Eq5kbNR97iQ/s1600-h/01212007+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EjF9yhrYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Eq5kbNR97iQ/s320/01212007+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152438034081361282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are pictures of my DD working on the fairy garden that her Aunt Natasha gave to her for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4Ejh9yhrZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/z_m0myA-WnA/s1600-h/01212007+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4Ejh9yhrZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/z_m0myA-WnA/s320/01212007+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152438515117698450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EjxtyhraI/AAAAAAAAAOk/kyGtUPzTDVw/s1600-h/01212007+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EjxtyhraI/AAAAAAAAAOk/kyGtUPzTDVw/s320/01212007+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152438785700638114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-3822384766373698775?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3822384766373698775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3822384766373698775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3822384766373698775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3822384766373698775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/01/recent-pages.html' title='Recent pages'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R4EioNyhrXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dSecwvxnzkk/s72-c/expeditioneverest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6804092294301693672</id><published>2008-01-01T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:46:59.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look back at 2007</title><content type='html'>Here is my latest page for Journaling Junkie challenge blog. Check out the link on the side in the link section. This challenge was to do a page of lists in reference to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my LO:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rN4tyhrQI/AAAAAAAAANU/c7vOdza8WPM/s1600-h/alookat2007.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rN4tyhrQI/AAAAAAAAANU/c7vOdza8WPM/s320/alookat2007.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150655498099469570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6804092294301693672?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6804092294301693672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6804092294301693672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6804092294301693672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6804092294301693672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-back-at-2007.html' title='A Look back at 2007'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rN4tyhrQI/AAAAAAAAANU/c7vOdza8WPM/s72-c/alookat2007.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8176246616520824602</id><published>2008-01-01T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:31:34.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st page of 31 LOs in 31 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rNStyhrPI/AAAAAAAAANM/k5hzYXF9lbk/s1600-h/DreamVacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rNStyhrPI/AAAAAAAAANM/k5hzYXF9lbk/s320/DreamVacation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150654845264440562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the Get a LOAD of this class at BPS. It is free and the challenge is to do a layout a day for 31 days. Here is my first page. I combined this with an upcoming challenge for Journaling Junkie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8176246616520824602?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8176246616520824602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8176246616520824602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8176246616520824602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8176246616520824602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-page-of-31-los-in-31-days.html' title='1st page of 31 LOs in 31 Days'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3rNStyhrPI/AAAAAAAAANM/k5hzYXF9lbk/s72-c/DreamVacation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6591973265518687568</id><published>2007-12-31T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:41:00.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Resolutions</title><content type='html'>1. Finish at least 52 scrapbook pages.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose at least 20 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get Journalingjunkie.blogspot.com to the top 50 on Top Scrapbooking blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Keep my car clean ALWAYS starting Jan. 1.&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish reading the bible from cover to cover. I started with Genesis and have reached Psalms so far.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finish reading Living Artfully and begin living its principles.&lt;br /&gt;7. Start seriously working on decorating my scrapbook room.&lt;br /&gt;8. Attend crops and classes at my LSS at least once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://tracysaidwhat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tracysaidwhat.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One habit you'd like to break totally: Complaining.&lt;br /&gt;One person you'd like to get to know better: To be honest, everyone.  I would really like to make more friends and to actually go out with someone else besides one of my family members on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;One random act of kindness that you'd like to make a habit this year: Doing more things for my husband.&lt;br /&gt;Something that you'd like to own by the end of 2008: a 12x12 printer/scanner&lt;br /&gt;Something that you'd like to get rid of by the end of 2008: emotional baggage&lt;br /&gt;One change you'd like to see in your life in 2008:  More friends and time spent with friends.&lt;br /&gt;One thing you'd like to memorize in 2008: The Girl Scout Law&lt;br /&gt;Something that you'd like to improve on: Journaling on my layouts.&lt;br /&gt;Something you'd like to learn in 2008: digital scrapbooking and to do more Ethnic and complex cooking&lt;br /&gt;Something you're looking forward to this year: My DH and I are going to be married 6 years and I can't wait for the DH to get his yearly bonus and then we can hopefully plan a trip.&lt;br /&gt;One thing you're going to make sure does NOT happen in 2008: I will not go negative in the bank.&lt;br /&gt;Will you try to eat healthier?: UH, YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Will you take up some form of exercise?: well, I want to start walking more and work up to running and then possibly riding a bike.&lt;br /&gt;Will you try to improve your financial situation?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Will there be any lifelong goals you'll try to accomplish?: I don't really have any life long goals.  Is that sad? Except maybe to travel. &lt;br /&gt;Will you move to a new place?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;What new things will you try for fun and adventure?: Cooking some of my recipes and hopefully going on vacation with the fam.&lt;br /&gt;Will you try a new look?: Yes, I really want to.&lt;br /&gt;Will you try to eat something you've never had before?: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Will you be getting any tattoo's?: no&lt;br /&gt;Will you be getting any piercings: no&lt;br /&gt;Will you try a new hairstyle or color?: YES&lt;br /&gt;Will there be any charities you'll be active in?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Places to go in 08: Disney World, Grand Canyon (highly doubt that will happen though since my DH is afraid of heights), Mexico, new York, Anywhere in the North&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Things to do in 08: Make more friends, read the bible cover to cover, re-read/finish Living Artfully, finish at least 52 scrapbook pages, lose at least 20 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Ways to improve yourself in 08: lose weight, worry less, obsess less, try not to let mean people get to me, not get as mad at my boss&lt;br /&gt;One new years wish to make your 08 truly happy: More friends, closer relationship with my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6591973265518687568?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6591973265518687568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6591973265518687568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6591973265518687568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6591973265518687568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-resolutions.html' title='2008 Resolutions'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4651080713175624849</id><published>2007-12-28T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:11:51.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What are your scrapping plans for this last weekend of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I mentioned in a previous post that I am going to an all night scrappy tomorrow night.  I am also going to clean up the scrap room today and make at least one page and get stuff ready for the scrappy tomorrow.  I can't wait!  I did a page yesterday and I have journaling ready for a new page.  Which is my new scrappy thing of end of 2007-2008, I will journal before I even touch a picture or piece of paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4651080713175624849?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4651080713175624849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4651080713175624849' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4651080713175624849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4651080713175624849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-peas-blogger-challenge_28.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7355584427877486523</id><published>2007-12-28T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:08:17.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I have no life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jokesunlimited.com/christmas_character.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://extimg.jokesunlimited.com/christmas_owls/7.jpg" border="0" alt="'christmas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTExOTg4Njg4MzkzODYmcHQ9MTE5ODg2ODg1NTM*MiZwPTkwNjQxJmQ9V2hhdCtwYXJ*K29mK*NocmlzdG1hcythcmUreW91Jm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7355584427877486523?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7355584427877486523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7355584427877486523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7355584427877486523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7355584427877486523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/since-i-have-no-life.html' title='Since I have no life....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5256984838233463000</id><published>2007-12-27T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T07:56:01.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What project are you just ready to start creating now that the holidays are done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mainly I still have a Christmas gift for my mom to finish.  I need to do that ASAP.  I am going to an all night scrappy on the 29th and I will finish it then and also work on some pages that I have been thinking about.  I really just want to do more scrapping and also begin a journal for my goals for this year and going forward. Or maybe not so much a journal maybe just an LO.  I am thinking on my options there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5256984838233463000?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5256984838233463000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5256984838233463000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5256984838233463000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5256984838233463000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-peas-blogger-challenge_27.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-1363947771950805451</id><published>2007-12-25T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:12:24.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a slideshow from our Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/39e43fa5.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=39e43fa5.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the haul list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the DH:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mikimoto Pearl Earrings--Isn't he awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;2. HP Photosmart A627 portable printer---I really love this man!&lt;br /&gt;3. New Indigo Girls cd&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pink Floyd's The Wall cd&lt;br /&gt;5. Book- Hugs for Scrapbookers&lt;br /&gt;6. Book- Artful Memories by Carol Wingert&lt;br /&gt;7. Book- Where Women Create&lt;br /&gt;8. Book- Celtic Folklore Cooking&lt;br /&gt;9.  A key chain that holds 60 digital photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the DD:&lt;br /&gt;1.  A hand made book of animals that she made herself.  She worked so hard on it and it is just beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;2. Tinkerbell Scrapbook Kit -- for us to do together&lt;br /&gt;3.  a horse webkin--hmmm...is that for me or for her? LOL&lt;br /&gt;4. A lovely ring she got for $5!  I will cherish it always.  she is so sweet and was so proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nightmare Before Christmas CD Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the Sassy (the dog):&lt;br /&gt;dog stamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Memop and Emily (the cats):&lt;br /&gt;cat stamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great Christmas!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-1363947771950805451?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/1363947771950805451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=1363947771950805451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1363947771950805451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1363947771950805451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8053522587892667033</id><published>2007-12-24T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:02:41.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Picture 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3Asd9yhrAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/U_KR7N6P1C4/s1600-h/santa2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3Asd9yhrAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/U_KR7N6P1C4/s320/santa2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147663267398790146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is. She is too cute, but the santa was not the best I have seen. Still, she was so excited to see him and she had a fantastic time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8053522587892667033?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8053522587892667033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8053522587892667033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8053522587892667033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8053522587892667033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-picture-2007.html' title='Santa Picture 2007'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/R3Asd9yhrAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/U_KR7N6P1C4/s72-c/santa2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-1705425157098627038</id><published>2007-12-24T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:07:00.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What are your Christmas Eve plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luckily I have all my presents wrapped.  So, tonight I will be working on a last minute gift for the DH and then I will be making cookies for santa with Victoria and we will read the night before Christmas and setting out cookies and a carrot for the reindeer.  We will also open one gift.  I can't wait until tomorrow to see my daughter's face.  She is so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-1705425157098627038?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/1705425157098627038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=1705425157098627038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1705425157098627038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1705425157098627038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-peas-blogger-challenge_24.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5018066894913998170</id><published>2007-12-17T15:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T15:50:46.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What is one thing you look forward to during these last few days before Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am definitely looking forward to time off from work!!!!  I love the opening of gifts and then the leisurely time afterwards where everyone "plays" with their new gifts.  I am looking forward to that and to watching my daughter open her gifts and just hanging around the house acting like a bum!!  Ok, is that one thing?  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5018066894913998170?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5018066894913998170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5018066894913998170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5018066894913998170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5018066894913998170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-peas-blogger-challenge.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6198433918823659296</id><published>2007-12-05T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:12:38.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stole this from another blog:</title><content type='html'>1. wrapping paper or gift bags? wrapping paper&lt;br /&gt;2. real or artificial? real, they smell so good...&lt;br /&gt;3.when do you put the tree up? Dec. 1&lt;br /&gt;4.when do you take the tree down? after New Years&lt;br /&gt;5.do you like egg nog? love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;6.favorite gift recieved as a child? a cabbage patch kid&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you have a nativity scene? yes&lt;br /&gt;9. Easiest person to buy for? My DD&lt;br /&gt;10.Worst christmas gift you ever recieved? canned food...gotta love my grandma!&lt;br /&gt;11.mail or email christmas cards? mail&lt;br /&gt;12.favorite christmas movie- The Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;14.Have you ever recycled a christmas gift? Nope...&lt;br /&gt;15.Favorite thing to eat at christmas? Russian Teacakes&lt;br /&gt;16.Clear lights or colored on the tree? clear&lt;br /&gt;17.Favorite Christmas song? Breath of Heaven by Amy grant&lt;br /&gt;18. Travel at christmas or stay home? Stay home&lt;br /&gt;19.Can you name all santas reindeer? dasher, dancer, prancer, vixen, comet and cupid, donner and blitzen and rudolph.  Is that all?&lt;br /&gt;20.angel on the tree top or star? Star....&lt;br /&gt;21. open presents on christmas eve or christmas morning? One present Chrismas eve, all the rest Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;22. most annoying thing about this time of year...?? not enough money&lt;br /&gt;23.What do you love most about christmas? watching my daughter's face when she sees the presents on Christmas morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6198433918823659296?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6198433918823659296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6198433918823659296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6198433918823659296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6198433918823659296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-stole-this-from-another-blog.html' title='I stole this from another blog:'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4594005696903495804</id><published>2007-12-01T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:52:49.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More useless info....</title><content type='html'>1. Would you kiss your neighbor?Uh, no!&lt;br /&gt;.2. What describes your relationship status?Happily Married&lt;br /&gt; 3. Where are you?living room&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the last movie you've seen?Santa Clause 3&lt;br /&gt;5. I've come to realize the last person who held my hand is.,,Victoria&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? No way am I telling, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Who have you talked to most today?co-workers and patients&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you carve pumpkins every year?of course&lt;br /&gt;9. Color of your underwear?purple&lt;br /&gt;10. Color of your shirt? striped&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm always...too busy&lt;br /&gt;12. Who's on speed dial 2? 4? 6?2 ..Home4...work6....None&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, how many seasons of the Simple Life do you own?none&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite season?FALL&lt;br /&gt;15.Good advice of stuff if you go camping?  Bring sunscreen&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a bad influence? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you in love?yes&lt;br /&gt; 18. Rather have your name or your siblings name?I like my first name, not impressed with my siblings names&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you do anything for someone else?WEll depends on the person&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been called a bitch? At least 10 times a day.  I love you bitches too!&lt;br /&gt;21. Best Friend? Sassy&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your ringtone? Brass Monkey&lt;br /&gt;23. What song is on?none the TV is on&lt;br /&gt;24. Are your grades good?not in school&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you ever think people hate you for filling these out?Don't care&lt;br /&gt;26. Does your best friend have a myspace?nope&lt;br /&gt;27. Whose page did you visit last? my other blog...scrapbooking journaling blog&lt;br /&gt;28. Last time you went out to lunch? last week with co-workers&lt;br /&gt; 30. Who is your favorite character from Friends?Phoebe or Ross&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you have a tattoo?2&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you want one?nope&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have one or more Britney Spears CD? yes&lt;br /&gt;34. What did you do last night?read and went to bed&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you a Lost fanatic?no&lt;br /&gt;36. Say you were given a drug test right now. Would you pass or fail?pass&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a song by Ozzy Osbourne in your library?no&lt;br /&gt;38.iPod or Zune?IPOD&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you watch Family Guy regularly?no&lt;br /&gt;40. King of the Hill?NO&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you read trashy romance novels often?ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;42. What's the last thing you bought?lunch for work&lt;br /&gt;43. What's the last thing someone bought you?dinner&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you ever sing obnoxiously in the shower?yes&lt;br /&gt;45. What's in your CD player right now?Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;46. What's your favorite romance movie?Somewhere in Time&lt;br /&gt;47. Another favorite movie?How to Lose a Guy in 10 days&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you believe everyone has a soulmate?yes&lt;br /&gt;49. Can you sing?yes&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you play any instruments?nope&lt;br /&gt;53. Are you ever a freak about cleanliness or organization?I like to be organized at work, but at home it goes to shit&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to South America or Africa?NOPE...&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you know how to knit?a little.&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you have a job?Yes&lt;br /&gt;57. Have you ever written love song lyrics yourself and put them on mypace?NOPE&lt;br /&gt;58. What are you doing right now besides this survey?  watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas&lt;br /&gt;60. Baskin Robbins or Coldstone?Coldstone&lt;br /&gt;61. Physics or chemistry?Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;62. Facebook or Myspace?  Blogger :)&lt;br /&gt;63. Do u like balls in your face?lAUGH.. NO&lt;br /&gt;64. Are you a virgin?NO&lt;br /&gt;65. Walk or Run?Walk&lt;br /&gt;66. Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, or Star Wars?All of the above&lt;br /&gt;67. Fly or road trip?ROAD TRIP!!&lt;br /&gt;68. Batman, Spiderman, or Superman?SPIDERMAN.. HE IS HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;69. What's your favorite Disney movie?URRR.. RIGHT NOW.. RATATOUILLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4594005696903495804?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4594005696903495804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4594005696903495804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4594005696903495804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4594005696903495804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-useless-info.html' title='More useless info....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-2834241344096257508</id><published>2007-11-19T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:32:42.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things list again...</title><content type='html'>5 things I was doing 10 years ago (November 1997):&lt;br /&gt;1. I was either dating dingleberry&lt;br /&gt;2. working in retail (ACK!0&lt;br /&gt;3. drinking a lot&lt;br /&gt;4. doing drugs recreationally&lt;br /&gt;5. living in an apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list today: &lt;br /&gt;1. finish coding seminar that I am listening to for work&lt;br /&gt;2. picking up Tonia at the airport&lt;br /&gt;3. putting away laundry.&lt;br /&gt;4. pick up Toria at school&lt;br /&gt;5. put on make up  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. chips&lt;br /&gt;2. chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;3. french fries&lt;br /&gt;4. goldfish&lt;br /&gt;5. chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I know the lyrics to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hit me baby one more time by Brittany&lt;br /&gt;2. I've Been Loving you by Otis Redding&lt;br /&gt;3. Sitting on the dock of the bay by Otis redding&lt;br /&gt;4. Your Cheatin' Heart by patsy cline&lt;br /&gt;5. Power of 2 by Indigo girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. Procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pack rat&lt;br /&gt;3. shit talker. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;4. Being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;5. buying things and not using them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'd do if I were a millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a house.&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a new car&lt;br /&gt;3. Pay off our bills.&lt;br /&gt;4. travel.&lt;br /&gt;5. quit my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I will never wear again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;2. leggings.&lt;br /&gt;3. anything that shows off my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;4. short shorts.&lt;br /&gt;5. a size 8 or less. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my favorite toys:&lt;br /&gt;1. DVR&lt;br /&gt;2. iPod&lt;br /&gt;3. Wishblade&lt;br /&gt;4. portable DVD player&lt;br /&gt;5. my laptop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-2834241344096257508?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/2834241344096257508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=2834241344096257508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2834241344096257508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2834241344096257508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/11/5-things-list-again.html' title='5 things list again...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8949259231481191794</id><published>2007-11-19T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:22:02.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK maybe i am just a B*tch...</title><content type='html'>But I just think that it is totally inapropriate to post online a scrapbook page with a picture of a dead baby.  Of course, I appear to be alone in this.  Here is a link to a thread on scrapsmack that I posted: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://p068.ezboard.com/fscrapsmackfrm8.showMessageRange?topicID=199.topic&amp;start=26&amp;stop=40"&gt;ScrapSmackThread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't mind people having a different opinion from mine, but getting nasty and calling names is just ridiculous.  State an intelligent opinion without calling names.  Anyway, just my opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8949259231481191794?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8949259231481191794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8949259231481191794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8949259231481191794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8949259231481191794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-maybe-i-am-just-btch.html' title='OK maybe i am just a B*tch...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-126066217344740376</id><published>2007-11-04T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T08:48:19.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pics....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33zHVitxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MRAs-UZYRI4/s1600-h/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33zHVitxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MRAs-UZYRI4/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129028008159655698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33lXVitwI/AAAAAAAAADw/yVFuPfcgq0w/s1600-h/IMG_3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33lXVitwI/AAAAAAAAADw/yVFuPfcgq0w/s320/IMG_3624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129027771936454402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33U3VitvI/AAAAAAAAADo/e7Jg3WhaxVg/s1600-h/IMG_3609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33U3VitvI/AAAAAAAAADo/e7Jg3WhaxVg/s320/IMG_3609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129027488468612850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33MHVituI/AAAAAAAAADg/kcm06gRag2U/s1600-h/IMG_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33MHVituI/AAAAAAAAADg/kcm06gRag2U/s320/IMG_3607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129027338144757474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry32uXVittI/AAAAAAAAADY/5vmIPcowlHQ/s1600-h/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry32uXVittI/AAAAAAAAADY/5vmIPcowlHQ/s320/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129026827043649234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-126066217344740376?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/126066217344740376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=126066217344740376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/126066217344740376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/126066217344740376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-pics.html' title='Halloween Pics....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Ry33zHVitxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MRAs-UZYRI4/s72-c/IMG_3576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4831754686644523438</id><published>2007-11-04T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T08:02:19.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to a crop yesterday...</title><content type='html'>I went to a crop yesterday and I had such a great time and I got 12 12x12 pages done and 4 6x6 pages done.  I am so pleased with how much I did.  I also signed up for an all night crop at Scrapbook Fever the weekend after Thanksgiving.  I hope I can get more done then since I have not had a very productive scrappy year.  I dreamt of scrapbooking all night long.  LOL Here is some of what I got done: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/801dc550.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=801dc550.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the peas on 2 peas read an entry on my blog I wrote about fitting in.  Well, she peamailed me and said that she hoped that she was not being too personal, but that she wanted to know if I really feel that way and if I do that I could have a depersonalization disorder.  Well, I went and looked it up and BINGO!  I am not a doctor, but I am pretty damn sure that I have it.  If anyone who is reading this is interested, here is a link.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depersonalization_disorder"&gt;Depersonailzation Disorder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4831754686644523438?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4831754686644523438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4831754686644523438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4831754686644523438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4831754686644523438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-went-to-crop-yesterday.html' title='I went to a crop yesterday...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-1699328044535823734</id><published>2007-10-26T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:10:26.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun little thingy...</title><content type='html'>1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet &amp; current car)&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine Santa Fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Oatmeal Raisin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)&lt;br /&gt;S Cru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)&lt;br /&gt;Pink Ferret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;Neille Dallas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)&lt;br /&gt;Crust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;br /&gt;The Red Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)&lt;br /&gt;Leroy Homer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. STRIPPER NAME: ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy)&lt;br /&gt;Bulgari Skore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp; father’s middle names )&lt;br /&gt;Gail Leroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)&lt;br /&gt;Hooker Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. SPY NAME/BOND GIRL: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)&lt;br /&gt;Winter Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)&lt;br /&gt;Nectarine Jammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)&lt;br /&gt;Diet Coke Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)&lt;br /&gt;The Scrapbooking Snow Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-1699328044535823734?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/1699328044535823734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=1699328044535823734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1699328044535823734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1699328044535823734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-little-thingy.html' title='Fun little thingy...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-1447518898773895582</id><published>2007-10-26T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:35:00.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>With the holiday season right around the corner. Have you started to do any baking or planning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  I mean I have thought about it, but I haven't started.  It is time to start on the hand made gifts that I want to do.  I need to work on my christmas cards and many other things.  I have just been really busy with Victoria starting kindergarten and the Daisies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the daisy note, we had our first meeting last night.  It went pretty well.  I also have scheduled for mid November to take my first aid class.  I am already CPR certified, but I need to be first aid certified in order for us to be able to go places.  I also gave the other co-leader a check to get Victoria's smock and book for Daisies since she is going to the Girl Scout store today.  I can't wait to see Victoria in that cute smock!  Can you say scrapbook page?  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-1447518898773895582?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/1447518898773895582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=1447518898773895582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1447518898773895582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/1447518898773895582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-peas-blogger-challenge_26.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3981969701961415078</id><published>2007-10-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:33:16.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Sponge Bob</title><content type='html'>Everyone has a personality of a cartoon character. Have you ever asked&lt;br /&gt;yourself what cartoon character do you most resemble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of investigators got together and analyzed the personalities &lt;br /&gt;of well known and modern cartoon characters. The information that was &lt;br /&gt;gathered was made into this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add &lt;br /&gt;up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at &lt;br /&gt;the end and look for your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not cheat by looking at the end before you are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Painting in the park (5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Rock concert (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Going to the movies (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite type of music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Alternative (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Soft Rock (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Country (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Pop (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What type of movies do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Comedy (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Horror (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Musical (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Romance (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Documentary (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which one of these occupations would you choose if you only could &lt;br /&gt;choose one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Waiter (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Professional Sports Player (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Teacher (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. d) Police (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Cashier (1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you do with your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Exercise (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Read (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Watch television (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Listen to music (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Sleep (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which one of the following colours do you like best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Yellow (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) White (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Sky Blue (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Dark Bl ue (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Red (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you prefer to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Snow (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Pizza (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Sushi (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Pasta (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Salad (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Halloween (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Christmas (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) New Year (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Valentine's Day (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Thanksgiving (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could go to one of these places which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Paris (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Spain (5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Las Vegas (1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Hawaii (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Hollywood (3 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. With which of the following would you prefer to spend time with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.a) Someone Smart (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.b) Someone attractive (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.c) Someone who likes to Party (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.d) Someone who always has fun (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e) Someone very sentimental (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up your points and find out the answer you have been waiting &lt;br /&gt;for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10-16 points) You are Garfield :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very comfortable, easy going, and you definitely know how to &lt;br /&gt;have fun but sometimes you take it to an extreme. You always know &lt;br /&gt;what you are doing and you are alway s in control of your life. Others may &lt;br /&gt;not see things as you do, but that doesn't mean that you always have &lt;br /&gt;to do what is right. Try to remember, your happy spirit may hurt you &lt;br /&gt;or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(17-23 points) You are Snoopy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fun, you are very cool and popular. You always know what's in &lt;br /&gt;and you are never are out of style You are good at knowing how to&lt;br /&gt;satisfy everyone else. You have probably disappeared for a few days &lt;br /&gt;more than once but you always come home with the family values that &lt;br /&gt;you learned. Being married and having children are important to you, &lt;br /&gt;but only after you have had your share of fun times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(24-28 points) You are Elmo:&lt;br /&gt;You have lots of friends and you are also popular, always willing to &lt;br /&gt;give advice and help out a person in need. You are very optimistic &lt;br /&gt;and you always&lt; BRsee the bright side of things. Some good advice:&lt;br /&gt;try not to be too much of a dreamer. Dreaming too big could cause &lt;br /&gt;many conflicts inyour life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(29-35 points) You are Sponge Bob Square Pants:&lt;br /&gt;You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best &lt;br /&gt;friend that anyone could ever have and never wants to lose. You never &lt;br /&gt;cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your &lt;br /&gt;feelings. Life is a journey, it's funny and calm for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from traitors and jealous people, and you will be stress &lt;br /&gt;free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(36-43 points) You are Charlie Brown:&lt;br /&gt;You are tender, you fall in love quickly but you are also very &lt;br /&gt;serious about all relationships. You are a family person. You call &lt;br /&gt;your Mom every Sunday.You have many friends and may occasionally forget a few Birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;Don't confuse your passion with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(44-50 points) You are Dexter:&lt;br /&gt;You are smart and definitely a thinker... Every situation is fronted &lt;br /&gt;with a plan. You have a brilliant mind. You demonstrate very strong &lt;br /&gt;family principles. You maintain a stable routine but never ignore a &lt;br /&gt;bad situation when it comes. Try to do less over thinking every once &lt;br /&gt;in a while to spice things up a bit with spontaneity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who are YOU???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-3981969701961415078?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3981969701961415078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3981969701961415078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3981969701961415078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3981969701961415078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-sponge-bob.html' title='I am Sponge Bob'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-5579482990579261556</id><published>2007-10-25T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:39:18.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger 10/25/07</title><content type='html'>When your scrapping/card making do you ever look at your surrounding for ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.  Most of the time, my ideas just come to me.  With absolutely no explanation LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is a very interesting post, but oh well, I did i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-5579482990579261556?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/5579482990579261556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=5579482990579261556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5579482990579261556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/5579482990579261556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-peas-blogger-102507.html' title='2 Peas Blogger 10/25/07'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6430157383164507518</id><published>2007-10-24T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:13:14.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Carol Wingert...</title><content type='html'>1.  Link to the person's blog who tagged you.  The amazingly talented and inspirational Carol Wingert! &lt;a href="http://www.carolwingert.typepad.com/"&gt;Carol Wingert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  List seven weird things about yourself...OK, weirdness is in the eye of the beholder...let's call it "unique things" about yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----1.  I love the taste of peaches, but can't stand peaches with the skin on because of the fuzz.  UGH!  It makes my skin crawl to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;----2.  I am allergic to sunblock, but I am very fair skinned.  Strange I know!  This is how I know that God has a sense of humor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;----3.  I like the smell of gasoline.  I know, most people hate it.  But I love the smell.  &lt;br /&gt;----4.  I can't stand the news, it depresses me and makes me sad.  Why don't they report something happy? &lt;br /&gt;----5.  Ok, the news makes me sad, but I love to watch Forensic Files.  My husband says that it depresses him more than the news.  It doesn't depress me because I know at the end, they catch the bad guy. &lt;br /&gt;----6.  I can't stand the idea of a butterfly touching me.  Any bug at all for that matter.  To me a pretty bug is just the same as an ugly bug. &lt;br /&gt;----7.  My favorite physical feature about myself is my nose.  I am pretty sure that is the last thing they will say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Tag seven people to do the same and post a comment on their blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here goes...&lt;br /&gt; **  &lt;a href="http://www.mynextthirtyyears.com/"&gt;Shanna Lamb&lt;/a&gt;Shanna Lamb, you are tagged.  She is one of my fave scrappers and I haunt her blog. I love her shabby chic style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  &lt;a href="http://www.inthemoment.typepad.com/starfiin/"&gt;Nisa Fiin&lt;/a&gt; Nisa Fiin, you are tagged.  Can I say enough about Nisa!!  I love her photography.  Another one of my scrap idols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://alifeunrehearsed.blogspot.com/"&gt;BonnieRose&lt;/a&gt; BonnieRose you are tagged.  One of my fellow blogging 2 peas and can I say someone I need to be more like on the blog note since I am bad about blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://jillconyers.typepad.com/life_as_i_see_it/"&gt;Jill Conyers&lt;/a&gt;  Jill, you have been tagged!  A very talented scrapper ( I used to hang on just4keeps with her) and another 2 peas fellow blogger.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://darceytalwar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darcey&lt;/a&gt;  Darcey, you have been tagged!  Another fellow 2 peas blogger, go check out her blog for some super cute pics of puppies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://pattyeduffner.typepad.com/"&gt;Pattye&lt;/a&gt;  Pattye, you have been tagged.  So much to love on your blog.  If that is your photography, I am totally jealous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://barnyardscraps.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly Archer&lt;/a&gt;  Kimberly, you have been tagged.  Another of my 2 peas fellow bloggers. I am loving her new post with a cute santa calendar project!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6430157383164507518?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6430157383164507518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6430157383164507518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6430157383164507518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6430157383164507518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged-by-carol-wingert.html' title='Tagged by Carol Wingert...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-759066409549573970</id><published>2007-10-24T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:15:31.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dog blew up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_uH3VitsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAhFTiOa718/s1600-h/IMG_3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_uH3VitsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAhFTiOa718/s320/IMG_3555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125076719851714242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_t_nVitrI/AAAAAAAAADI/UbuWgSUBjWg/s1600-h/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_t_nVitrI/AAAAAAAAADI/UbuWgSUBjWg/s320/IMG_3554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125076578117793458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_t0nVitqI/AAAAAAAAADA/_lHaIoHNjps/s1600-h/doghalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_t0nVitqI/AAAAAAAAADA/_lHaIoHNjps/s320/doghalloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125076389139232418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is HUGE now!  Last night while I was at my sleep study, my DH and DD went to the Halloween Costume party at Petsmart.  Here are the pics.  Too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-759066409549573970?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/759066409549573970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=759066409549573970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/759066409549573970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/759066409549573970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-dog-blew-up.html' title='My dog blew up...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rx_uH3VitsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAhFTiOa718/s72-c/IMG_3555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-8826814932456651070</id><published>2007-10-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:13:18.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger 10/24/07</title><content type='html'>Blog about something inspiring that you've heard/read lately. &lt;br /&gt;Blog about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most inspiring thing I have heard/read is from the lesson plan for my daughter's daisy girlscout troop. The lesson if for them to earn their "Responsible for what I say and do" petal.  They have to color a picture and then crumple it into a ball and then you see the wrinkles in the paper and then you explain that whenyou say something mean or do something bad it always leaves a mark on that person.  Then you squeeze a tube of toothpaste and tell them to put the toothpaste back in the tube.  Of course, the moral there is that sometimes you say or do things that you can't take back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy am I glad that I am a leader because I NEED THESE LESSONS.  So do a lot of other adults I know.  Why is there not an adult girl scouts?  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-8826814932456651070?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/8826814932456651070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=8826814932456651070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8826814932456651070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/8826814932456651070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-peas-blogger-102407.html' title='2 Peas Blogger 10/24/07'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4920005101581562551</id><published>2007-10-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:51:23.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger 10/22/07</title><content type='html'>What is your biggest achievement so far this year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say that starting the electronic medical records system at work is my biggest achievement.  The amount of planning and coordinating it took to accomplish that is just more than I can say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal life, getting Victoria ready for her first year of school and starting up with the Daisy girl scouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy year and I can't even think of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4920005101581562551?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4920005101581562551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4920005101581562551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4920005101581562551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4920005101581562551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogger-102207.html' title='Blogger 10/22/07'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7456933413147416883</id><published>2007-10-21T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:53:16.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day!</title><content type='html'>We went to the pumpkin patch and we went to the girl scout's chili cook off.  The weather is absolutely gorgeous!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/89329ad8.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=89329ad8.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w6.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/99d12c0b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/?action=view&amp;current=99d12c0b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &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/9221601138024083202-7456933413147416883?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7456933413147416883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7456933413147416883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7456933413147416883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7456933413147416883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-day.html' title='Fun Day!'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7648585604415900466</id><published>2007-10-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:43:51.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>What is your favorite fall activity? what fall traditions do you have? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite fall activity is picking out pumpkins.  Not necessarily the act of carving pumpkins, but of picking them out at the pumpkin patch.  I love to be in the outdoors with the air crisp and clean smelling and all of the gorgeous colors of fall surrounding me.  I love the excitement that I see in my daughter and her adorable penchant for choosing the "charlie brown christmas tree" of pumpkins so to speak.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditions...mainly picking out pumpkins, decorating for halloween, and carving pumpkins.  Not really anything super different.  Heck, maybe my family needs some new traditions.  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-7648585604415900466?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7648585604415900466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7648585604415900466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7648585604415900466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7648585604415900466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-peas-blogger-challenge_21.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-6457538462685078604</id><published>2007-10-20T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:18:17.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Peas Blogger Challenge...</title><content type='html'>Blog about the things you're scared of.. no matter how trivial.. no matter how big.. what kinds of things are you scared of?? &lt;br /&gt;Blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I love a good list.  here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being like my mother&lt;br /&gt;2. bugs, even butterflies touching me..as long as they don't touch me, I am fine. &lt;br /&gt;3. not accomplishing anything with my life&lt;br /&gt;4. my dh or dd getting hurt or dieing&lt;br /&gt;5. not having control of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;6. drowning&lt;br /&gt;7. getting to retirement and having no money&lt;br /&gt;8. screwing up my kid like my mother has screwed me up&lt;br /&gt;9. not having a good relationship with my daughter&lt;br /&gt;10.  my husband or myself losing our job/jobs&lt;br /&gt;11. house burning down or getting broken into&lt;br /&gt;12. losing all my pictures/scrapbooks/my hard drive crashing&lt;br /&gt;13. getting fatter than I already am&lt;br /&gt;14.  never being accepted by my brother or sister&lt;br /&gt;15.  not having friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that is all I can think of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-6457538462685078604?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/6457538462685078604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=6457538462685078604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6457538462685078604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/6457538462685078604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-peas-blogger-challenge.html' title='2 Peas Blogger Challenge...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-2418577297331099979</id><published>2007-10-19T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:54:09.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>The following are layouts by suzdoyle on 2peas: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rxlk8kD9kYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ABUe191gWEA/s1600-h/1248677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rxlk8kD9kYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ABUe191gWEA/s320/1248677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123237042745872770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rxlk0kD9kXI/AAAAAAAAABI/d55HTmUuUKs/s1600-h/1248606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rxlk0kD9kXI/AAAAAAAAABI/d55HTmUuUKs/s320/1248606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123236905306919282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-2418577297331099979?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/2418577297331099979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=2418577297331099979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2418577297331099979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2418577297331099979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vydDj96C33Q/Rxlk8kD9kYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ABUe191gWEA/s72-c/1248677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3855548490966515609</id><published>2007-10-19T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:33:58.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The History of Love....Nicole Krauss</title><content type='html'>The History of Love....Nicole Krauss....you inspire me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl.  When she was young, she felt like there was no where that she belonged.  When she got older, the feeling would go away for a time, but 90% of the time she felt like somehow she was on the outside looking in. She always wondered how everyone else seemed to have it so...together, that they always seemed to know the right thing to do and seemed to say the right things and seemed to fit like pieces in a puzzle.  She dreamed that someday she would meet someone/someones that she would fit with like pieces in a puzzle.  Like perfectly fitting pieces in a puzzle.  Someone/Someones that would understand her.  But she never seemed to find that person...and even at 31 years old, even when she was married and had a beautiful child, she never seemed to fit in...and she wondered...does anyone feel like they fit in?  those people who seemed to have it all together?  did they feel like they were on the outside looking in?  was everyone like a pea in a land of corn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as strange as the above post was, read The History of Love by Nicole Krauss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-3855548490966515609?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3855548490966515609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3855548490966515609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3855548490966515609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3855548490966515609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/history-of-lovenicole-krauss.html' title='The History of Love....Nicole Krauss'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-277270627528370740</id><published>2007-10-05T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:15:43.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I am terrible about blogging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissism describes the character trait of self love.&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about this, I don't think that word accurately describes my mother, character trait of self absorbtion would be more accurate however, she certainly loves herself more than she ever loved me.  ***note....the author is not nearly as emotionally as disturbed as she sounds, it is just a fact of life to her***&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been going through amazon.com and adding to my wishlist just for fun.  My mother has been on my mind, I would like to understand her.  So I put on my wishlist books about Munchausen's syndrome and malingering and factious disorders.  Big difference here...hypochondriacts really believe they are sick,  Muchausen's they know they are not sick and pretend to be sick to get attention.  I certianly beleive that my mother has Munchausen's and to tell you honestly it makes me very leary of myself and my own motivations.  Plus I can't tell you how much it has affected me in my business and personal life, whenever someone around me tells me that they are sick...I think that they are lying or exagerating unless there is actual physical undeniable proof.  It makes it hard with your husband when he wants a little sympathy for feeling sick and you can't give it to him.  I am just completely unable.  Christian has to bring up to me that I am being this way and even then, I have to pretend to have any sympathy for him. He will say, I am feeling sick and I say, I am sorry you feel that way and honestly I can't even fool him.  At least he is understanding about it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the affect that Brenda Vanderpool has had on my life.  Not to mention the affect that she has had on the numerous people around her and my half brother and sister. I wish there was some way to show her the havoc she has wreaked and on all the people she has affected.  You know like Scrooge.  Wouldn't that be nice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also make me think about things like, oh dear God what if I turn out like her!  or what have I done that may have affected people adversely and negatively for the rest of their lives.  UGH!!!  These are some really heavy thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-277270627528370740?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/277270627528370740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=277270627528370740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/277270627528370740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/277270627528370740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/10/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-3783283239628579787</id><published>2007-08-17T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:24:28.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Randomness coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I absolutely love the song Vincent by Don Mclean.  i really love Josh groban's version.  Here are the lyrics: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry, starry night.&lt;br /&gt;Paint your palette blue and grey,&lt;br /&gt;Look out on a summer's day,&lt;br /&gt;With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows on the hills,&lt;br /&gt;Sketch the trees and the daffodils,&lt;br /&gt;Catch the breeze and the winter chills,&lt;br /&gt;In colors on the snowy linen land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what you tried to say to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you suffered for your sanity,&lt;br /&gt;How you tried to set them free.&lt;br /&gt;They would not listen, they did not know how.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they'll listen now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry, starry night.&lt;br /&gt;Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,&lt;br /&gt;Swirling clouds in violet haze,&lt;br /&gt;Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.&lt;br /&gt;Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,&lt;br /&gt;Weathered faces lined in pain,&lt;br /&gt;Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what you tried to say to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you suffered for your sanity,&lt;br /&gt;How you tried to set them free.&lt;br /&gt;They would not listen, they did not know how.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they'll listen now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they could not love you,&lt;br /&gt;But still your love was true.&lt;br /&gt;And when no hope was left in sight&lt;br /&gt;On that starry, starry night,&lt;br /&gt;You took your life, as lovers often do.&lt;br /&gt;But I could have told you, Vincent,&lt;br /&gt;This world was never meant for one&lt;br /&gt;As beautiful as you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry, starry night.&lt;br /&gt;Portraits hung in empty halls,&lt;br /&gt;Frameless head on nameless walls,&lt;br /&gt;With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;Like the strangers that you've met,&lt;br /&gt;The ragged men in the ragged clothes,&lt;br /&gt;The silver thorn of bloody rose,&lt;br /&gt;Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you suffered for your sanity,&lt;br /&gt;How you tried to set them free.&lt;br /&gt;They would not listen, they're not listening still.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they never will... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely fantabulous song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we got a dog.  She is a basset hound and she is absolely gorgeous, but driving us crazy with the entire potty training thing.  But, she is going to be a wonderful dog when that is all taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have joined weight watchers,  I have been on it almost a week and I have lost 2 pounds so far.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-3783283239628579787?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/3783283239628579787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=3783283239628579787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3783283239628579787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/3783283239628579787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/08/multiple-randomness-coming.html' title='Multiple Randomness coming...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-74823384210825851</id><published>2007-06-19T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:32:47.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well read Book list...</title><content type='html'>There is a new "meme" running through the lit blog community (see here and here) that involves revealing how many literary "classics" you have read. I did this awhile back with the Modern Library's top 100 English language novels. To further reveal my lack of culture I will use the list provided this time. The ones in bold are the ones I have read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beowulf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achebe, Chinua — Things Fall Apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agee, James — A Death in the Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Austen, Jane — Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baldwin, James — Go Tell It on the Mountain&lt;br /&gt;Beckett, Samuel — Waiting for Godot&lt;br /&gt;Bellow, Saul — The Adventures of Augie March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brontë, Charlotte — Jane Eyre&lt;br /&gt;Brontë, Emily — Wuthering Heights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camus, Albert — The Stranger&lt;br /&gt;Cather, Willa — Death Comes for the Archbishop&lt;br /&gt;Chaucer, Geoffrey — The Canterbury Tales&lt;br /&gt;Chekhov, Anton — The Cherry Orchard&lt;br /&gt;Chopin, Kate — The Awakening&lt;br /&gt;Conrad, Joseph — Heart of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Cooper, James Fenimore — The Last of the Mohicans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crane, Stephen — The Red Badge of Courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante — Inferno&lt;br /&gt;de Cervantes, Miguel — Don Quixote&lt;br /&gt;Defoe, Daniel — Robinson Crusoe&lt;br /&gt;Dickens, Charles — A Tale of Two Cities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dostoyevsky, Fyodor — Crime and Punishment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Douglass, Frederick — Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass&lt;br /&gt;Dreiser, Theodore — An American Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Dumas, Alexandre — The Three Musketeers&lt;br /&gt;Eliot, George — The Mill on the Floss &lt;br /&gt;Ellison, Ralph — Invisible Man&lt;br /&gt;Emerson, Ralph Waldo — Selected Essays&lt;br /&gt;Faulkner, William — As I Lay Dying&lt;br /&gt;Faulkner, William — The Sound and the Fury&lt;br /&gt;Fielding, Henry — Tom Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fitzgerald, F. Scott — The Great Gatsby &lt;br /&gt;Flaubert, Gustave — Madame Bovary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ford, Ford Madox — The Good Soldier&lt;br /&gt;Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von — Faust&lt;br /&gt;Golding, William — Lord of the Flies&lt;br /&gt;Hardy, Thomas — Tess of the d'Urbervilles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawthorne, Nathaniel — The Scarlet Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heller, Joseph — Catch 22 &lt;br /&gt;Hemingway, Ernest — A Farewell to Arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homer — The Iliad &lt;br /&gt;Homer — The Odyssey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugo, Victor — The Hunchback of Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;Hurston, Zora Neale — Their Eyes Were Watching God&lt;br /&gt;Huxley, Aldous — Brave New World&lt;br /&gt;Ibsen, Henrik — A Doll's House&lt;br /&gt;James, Henry — The Portrait of a Lady&lt;br /&gt;James, Henry — The Turn of the Screw&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, James — A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man&lt;br /&gt;Kafka, Franz — The Metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;Kingston, Maxine Hong — The Woman Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee, Harper — To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis, Sinclair — Babbitt&lt;br /&gt;London, Jack — The Call of the Wild&lt;br /&gt;Mann, Thomas — The Magic Mountain&lt;br /&gt;Marquez, Gabriel García — One Hundred Years of Solitude&lt;br /&gt;Melville, Herman — Bartleby the Scrivener&lt;br /&gt;Melville, Herman — Moby Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miller, Arthur — The Crucible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrison, Toni — Beloved &lt;br /&gt;O'Connor, Flannery — A Good Man is Hard to Find&lt;br /&gt;O'Neill, Eugene — Long Day's Journey into Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orwell, George — Animal Farm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasternak, Boris — Doctor Zhivago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plath, Sylvia — The Bell Jar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poe, Edgar Allan — Selected Tales &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proust, Marcel — Swann's Way &lt;br /&gt;Pynchon, Thomas — The Crying of Lot 49 &lt;br /&gt;Remarque, Erich Maria — All Quiet on the Western Front &lt;br /&gt;Rostand, Edmond — Cyrano de Bergerac &lt;br /&gt;Roth, Henry — Call It Sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salinger, J.D. — The Catcher in the Rye&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, William — Hamlet &lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, William — Macbeth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shakespeare, William — A Midsummer Night's Dream &lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, William — Romeo and Juliet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shaw, George Bernard — Pygmalion &lt;br /&gt;Shelley, Mary — Frankenstein &lt;br /&gt;Silko, Leslie Marmon — Ceremony &lt;br /&gt;Solzhenitsyn, Alexander — One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich &lt;br /&gt;Sophocles — Antigone &lt;br /&gt;Sophocles — Oedipus Rex &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steinbeck, John — The Grapes of Wrath &lt;br /&gt;Stevenson, Robert Louis — Treasure Island &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stowe, Harriet Beecher — Uncle Tom's Cabin &lt;br /&gt;Swift, Jonathan — Gulliver's Travels &lt;br /&gt;Thackeray, William — Vanity Fair&lt;br /&gt;Thoreau, Henry David — Walden &lt;br /&gt;Tolstoy, Leo — War and Peace &lt;br /&gt;Turgenev, Ivan — Fathers and Sons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twain, Mark — The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltaire — Candide &lt;br /&gt;Vonnegut, Kurt Jr. — Slaughterhouse—Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walker, Alice — The Color Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wharton, Edith — The House of Mirth&lt;br /&gt;Welty, Eudora — Collected Stories&lt;br /&gt;Whitman, Walt — Leaves of Grass&lt;br /&gt;Wilde, Oscar — The Picture of Dorian Gray&lt;br /&gt;Williams, Tennessee — The Glass Menagerie&lt;br /&gt;Woolf, Virginia — To the Lighthouse &lt;br /&gt;Wright, Richard — Native Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been wondering lately ever since my boss pretty much called me an idiot (ok not exactly but if I told the story you would see that is what he did),  what really makes a person "smart"?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what webster says about the definition of smart:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart      /smɑrt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[smahrt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation verb, adjective, -er, -est, adverb, noun &lt;br /&gt;–verb (used without object) 1. to be a source of sharp, local, and usually superficial pain, as a wound.  &lt;br /&gt;2. to be the cause of a sharp, stinging pain, as an irritating application, a blow, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;3. to feel a sharp, stinging pain, as in a wound.  &lt;br /&gt;4. to suffer keenly from wounded feelings: She smarted under their criticism.  &lt;br /&gt;5. to feel shame or remorse or to suffer in punishment or in return for something.  &lt;br /&gt;–verb (used with object) 6. to cause a sharp pain to or in.  &lt;br /&gt;–adjective 7. quick or prompt in action, as persons.  &lt;br /&gt;8. having or showing quick intelligence or ready mental capability: a smart student.  &lt;br /&gt;9. shrewd or sharp, as a person in dealing with others or as in business dealings: a smart businessman.  &lt;br /&gt;10. clever, witty, or readily effective, as a speaker, speech, rejoinder, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;11. dashingly or impressively neat or trim in appearance, as persons, dress, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;12. socially elegant; sophisticated or fashionable: the smart crowd.  &lt;br /&gt;13. saucy; pert: smart remarks.  &lt;br /&gt;14. sharply brisk, vigorous, or active: to walk with smart steps.  &lt;br /&gt;15. sharply severe, as a blow, stroke, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;16. sharp or keen: a smart pain.  &lt;br /&gt;17. Informal. equipped with, using, or containing electronic control devices, as computer systems, microprocessors, or missiles: a smart phone; a smart copier.  &lt;br /&gt;18. Computers. intelligent (def. 4).  &lt;br /&gt;19. Older Use. considerable; fairly large.  &lt;br /&gt;–adverb 20. in a smart manner; smartly.  &lt;br /&gt;–noun 21. a sharp local pain, usually superficial, as from a wound, blow, or sting.  &lt;br /&gt;22. keen mental suffering, as from wounded feelings, affliction, grievous loss, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;23. smarts, Slang. intelligence; common sense: He never had the smarts to use his opportunities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know that I fit some of those things, not all for sure, but come on.  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Especially if you work with back stabbing lying women.  (really I wanted to say another word there but anyway)  So, newsflash...I am NEVER speaking to the women that I work with any more.  I mean that.  I am so freaking tired of the drama.  Life is just to short to have to deal with people saying she told me that you said blah blah blah and they take what you said out of context or completely exaggerated it.  Actually maybe I should just open my own business and just have me be the owner and workers etc and then I won't have to deal with this stupid crud.  Or not speaking to anyone...that will work too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4489110798314520917?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4489110798314520917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4489110798314520917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4489110798314520917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4489110798314520917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-lesson-25.html' title='Life Lesson #25'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-7750933727554668693</id><published>2007-03-03T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:51:19.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you love these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-beckham_wout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-beckham_wout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disney photos...Scarlett Johannson, David Beckham so awesome....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9221601138024083202-7750933727554668693?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/7750933727554668693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=7750933727554668693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7750933727554668693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/7750933727554668693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-you-love-these.html' title='Don&apos;t you love these...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-2138038754407537063</id><published>2007-03-03T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:41:14.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney, random musings etc.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/union-hill-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/union-hill-picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Christian and I are getting ready to try to plan a trip to Disney. I know there is like this whole anti-Disney thing out there, but I will be honest. I LOVE DISNEY!!!!! Disney everything! I can't wait to go. I loved it last time. Hopefully we will be able to afford it and even to stay at the Grand Floridian!!!! That is like the best hotel at Disney. The only thing that is up for grabs is that Dell bonus. We are anxiously waiting to see what it will be so we can see what we can afford. **Keep your fingers crossed.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---My baby girl is almost ready to start Kindergarten!!! Can you believe it?! So the dilemma? Where does she go to school? Public? Private? So let's discuss the first option... Public. So, the school in our area is Union Hill. It is freaking enormous!!! Like seriously huge! You see that picture above?  That is it!  Somehow, that picture just doesn't even begin to show how large that school is.  I mean it is scarey big!  Good news is that the school EXCEEDS state and local ratings on academics.  They have really awesome scores.  So here is a list of Pros: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Close to home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  High academic scores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  No issues regarding after school care--There is on site after school care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  ENORMOUS--I am afraid that my little person will be lost in a sea of children.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  There are 7!!!!  Count it 7!  Kindergarten classes...about 22 children per class, that is approx 150 children just in Kindergarten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  It looks like a friggin instiution.  I mean I thought at first that it looked like a prison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  It is larger than my HIGH SCHOOL!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so the next option.... Private school...namely Round Rock Christian Academy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pros: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  My child will not only learn the basic subjects, but about God!  That is such a draw for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Small school..3 Kindergarten classes.  Smaller classes, means more individual attention.  Children learn at their own pace...all children are not working on the same things.  When they have mastered an area of study, they move on to the next level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I am familiar with the curriculum...A Beka.  That is the same curriculum that Christian's brothers and sisters were taught in home school.  Which BTW, is really great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Close to my work.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  It is at a BAPTIST church.  However, they do state that they do not teach BAPTIST doctrine.  However, it does still concern me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  It is expensive.  We currently pay around $600 for child care a month.  It will be around $650 for this and that would even include me having to adjust my schedule to be later.  Which I don't mind.  However, now I drop my child off at 7:15 and pick her up around 4:30-5 every night.  I will have to drop her off at 8:15 and therefore Christian will have to pick her up before 6.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  You have to APPLY and be accepted.  They have to have an interview with Christian and I and they have to test Victoria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently leaning toward RR Christian Academy.  I am just really hoping that God will help with this!!!  Everyone pray for the perfect situation for Victoria's education.  I would really appreciate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need prayers too.  I am finding that I am how should I say this...dissatisfied with my personality.  I am just a very BOLD person to say the least.  I guess my personality is hard for people to deal with.  I just don't want to be someone that people can't stand to be around and apparently since I am just so IN YOUR FACE, I am not that easy to be around.  I don't want to be that person.  I really don't.  I am so frustrated, I feel like I have really made a lot of improvement in my life.  I am so much more responsible than I used to be.  I don't drink often and when I do, I am very very conservative.  This is a HUGE improvement for me.  I guess I am just frustrated because when I fix one thing about myself, 15 different things that need to be improved upon pop up!  Plus, I am a perfectionist and I can't stand it when I have a flaw!!!!  I mean its ok for other people to have flaws, but not me!   So the real question...Why do I need to change me?  I mean I honestly kind of feel like telling people to go take a freaking stick and stick it in a not so nice place if they don't like me.  I mean if you don't like me, then go away.  So, I guess do I like me?  Honestly, I think that I am strong and that I LOVE!  But, I don't want to be that person that everyone thinks is annoying.  I mean there is this woman that is an accountant that I have to work with and I can't stand her!  I can't stand her personality, she is just too way over the top and so unpleasant.  So I am just wondering, Am I like that to other people?  I just need prayers to help change the things that I need to change and keep the things that I need to keep.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW!  There is a lot of heavy stuff there, so I think that I will just stop writing for a while.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-2138038754407537063?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/2138038754407537063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=2138038754407537063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2138038754407537063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/2138038754407537063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/03/disney-random-musings-etc.html' title='Disney, random musings etc.....'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221601138024083202.post-4492464006322375555</id><published>2007-03-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T10:15:14.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A List...</title><content type='html'>Something I found on someone else's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;2. Swam with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;3. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;5. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Held a tarantula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Taken a candle lit bath with someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Said "I love you" and meant it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Hugged a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Changed a baby's diaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Asked out a stranger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Had a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Had amazing friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;45. Stolen a sign&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Alphabetized your CDs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;61. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;62. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Played in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Played D&amp;amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Gotten a tattoo0.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Recorded music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;88. Eaten fugu (pufferfish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Had a one-night stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Bought a house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;95. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;96. Performed in Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;97. Raised children (raising still)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking...all too often...LOL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds (45.5 kilograms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;109. Petted a stingray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110. Broken someone's heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;111. Ridden a bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol... does a pellet gun count??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;118. Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;119. Had surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;127. Eaten sushi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;129. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;130. Gone back to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;132. Petted a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;135. Selected one important author who you missed in school, and read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146. Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148. Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;149. Caused a car accident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. Saved someone's life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221601138024083202-4492464006322375555?l=stellintx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/feeds/4492464006322375555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221601138024083202&amp;postID=4492464006322375555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4492464006322375555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221601138024083202/posts/default/4492464006322375555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stellintx.blogspot.com/2007/03/list.html' title='A List...'/><author><name>Stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883501383425962435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y223/stellintn/26636-hi-cinderella_wout.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
