<?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-8299452667224238852</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:45:35.692-06:00</updated><category term='My first.....'/><title type='text'>Life with the 3 D's and Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3235581064916189774</id><published>2009-07-31T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:19:43.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My house is a wreck and its killing me!!!</title><content type='html'>Well if you know us we are/have always been working on the house.  Now that the major remodeling is done I think that has scared us a bit.  Well me anyways!!  So I got a wild hair up my butt and told the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hubster&lt;/span&gt; that I wanted to repaint the toy room (which was painted in 2003) because I am bored with the color.  To my amazement he said fine.  So two weeks ago we ventured to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt; (our favorite store) and picked out paint.  No not just 1 color cause see my decorating side was coming through.  I wanted a darker stripe around the top.  See our ceiling in that room is 10' tall and the window tops are 18" below the ceiling...so I thought it would give it some.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what but something.  Last Saturday after the graduation party we attended, the hubby and I got everything out of the toy room, which is still piled in my living room, see that where my house is a mess and its killing me is coming from, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; take us long.  Then we sanded the walls, cause see I had sponge painted and without sanding the walls (like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; in the bathroom downstairs) the paint will chip off the sponged areas.  So onto Sunday.  We got up went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt; cause I needed some dress slacks for my interview on Monday and the boys were needing school shoes.  We were gone all day!  But we did got lots of things done and returned and such.  So when we got home the four of us did paint.  The boys did 99.9% of the rolling and big d did the trim.  I did help with the rollers to make sure there were no runs.  So Monday we had running again for my interview and such got no painting done.  All that was left was the dark border around the top.  Big D got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;umph&lt;/span&gt; to do that Tuesday while some of us had to work.  I am going to tell you, do NOT ever have him help paint near the ceiling.  It was a grand gesture but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;needless&lt;/span&gt; to say I had to fix it.  Anyways got that done and the curtains hung because there wasn't any football practice that night due to the massive rain/hail storm.  Although I did drive all the way to town and sat through the entire storm and flood!  Oh well!  So onto Wednesday night, we finally moved in the couch and somewhat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;positioned&lt;/span&gt; the entertainment center.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; on hold cause we are getting a new TV for that room and so we may need to get something different to hold that and the other toys and such I had packed in it.  EEK!  So my dinning room still has all the toys and bookcase that belongs in the toy room and you cant even get to the table.....its killing me and the dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; like it much either.  This morning I did move enough stuff for her to get to her bed and I really think she smiled at me!!  ;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;oD&lt;/span&gt;  So no one is allowed to come to my house, well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; inside!!  If you stop you will be made to stay outside!  The garage is well equipped with nice recliners on wheels, cable, TV, refreshments, and the phone, so we can make you feel at home as well out there!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I mentioned.......I got a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!  Yep I did!  My old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; must have been 10-12 years old and now with the house completely done I wanted a good, I mean, wonderful grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;.  So........I got a Dyson Animal!!  Its totally awesome!!  Seriously it rocks my world!!  No it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; cheap, not by far, but it works wonders!  Our bedroom carpet looks almost new and you wont believe what it gets up!  Since we have a dog (and always will) the animal was the perfect fit!  Although wish it would have come in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;harley&lt;/span&gt; orange instead of purple!!  I told the salesman that and he started looking to see if it came in different colors....what a nut!  So for the price of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; we could have bought 2 of the cars I am driving now.....yep 2 cars.  Keep in mind they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; very much for a car but sounds pricey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.....drum roll please.......dddaaaaddddaaa......Big D is at work today!!  Yep I said it and boy does that sound good!!  He is at work!  He goes back Monday too!!  Just want to get into the swing/routine of the dang swing shift but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; for sure yet when he starts that.  Come on people, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; they know the wife needs to know these things to know how the schedule is going to work with the kids......guess not!   Oh well, he has a job and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well must get back to working....boss is gone and that has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; nice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3235581064916189774?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3235581064916189774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3235581064916189774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3235581064916189774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3235581064916189774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-house-is-wreck-and-its-killing-me.html' title='My house is a wreck and its killing me!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4400391307036908876</id><published>2009-07-20T14:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:30:21.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been forever!</title><content type='html'>Well lots have gone on since I have posted a blog.!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get the first job I interviewed for, my husband is now to be employed very very shortly!  I had two job offers on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;.....this whole thing of not having a plan or being able to be in control is killing me!  Both our boys are playing football this fall.....very very long days on Saturdays for me!  With Big D's new job he will have to work every other weekend so that leaves me running the boys to where ever football is and being there 8 hours!  Yep 8 hours, Lil D plays at 1 which we have to be there at 12, then Mid D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; play til 5, so we will just have to hang out there.  Their games last about 2 hours.....long long days!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; complain because God has granted us/them the ability to do these things......so we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; blessed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice long family weekend.  Just the four of us for 3 days of camping!  It was so nice and relaxing, fishing, swimming, and lots of fires!!  Not sure when we will get to do this again so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why we did a long weekend.  Big D will have to take time to adjust to the swing shift of his new job but in the end it ends up being more money they his other job was.  Last night I put up the sun blocking/energy savings curtains for our bedroom for an attempt at helping Big D sleep during the day.  Its just going to be a huge adjustment at our house.  When he first started at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BAC&lt;/span&gt; he worked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; shift for about 6 years and we got into a really nice routine but the whole swing shift scares us a bit.  WE have lots of talks about this, when he gets home at 5 am I would have to get up to see him then because the would leave to go in at 5 pm, before I would get home.  Oh well.....this economy has brought this to us....just wish it would hurry up and fix itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend is loaded with fun things!  I may have the whole day off Friday, both boys have physicals for football, and the off for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GNI&lt;/span&gt; or O which ever with some friends!!  Needing a break and this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; come at a better time!  If Big D has to work I may have to find a sitter but its worth it!  Then Saturday night we have a graduation party for Sarah, a daughter of a close work friend of Big D's!  A couple of weekends ago we took the boys to the drive in to see the transformers II movie and Sarah was working at the concession stand...she was surprised to see us, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to see her cause her dad told us she would be working!  She had to tell us about her up coming party and really wanted us to come!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt;......we will be attending a party in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;DelRay&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get off here before the boss comes back......have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4400391307036908876?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4400391307036908876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4400391307036908876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4400391307036908876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4400391307036908876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-forever.html' title='It&apos;s been forever!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6451852505622881448</id><published>2009-06-16T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:48:48.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the interviews begin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the friday before we left for vacation and after a huge huge blow up at work, I ran and put my resume in for a receptionist postion, hoping there is more to it.  Well they called today and want me to come in for an interview Thursday!  I am sooo excited and this wouldnt have happened if it werent for KS and Vervecca!  I also put my app into another office for the accounting side....so hoping to hear from them to.  Gots to have choices!  I have noticed lately with career changes in my family that Big D and I both do it the same year!  The last change we had was almost 15 years ago.  He went from a farm drainage company to a welder and I went from Customer SErvice Manager to Admin Coordinator, within 6 mos of each other!  NOw he is with out a job and I am looking for a change....weird huh??!!  He is very very supportive of this change for me because he sees the bad side of the situation too!  I love me job but when you cant get along or really dont want to be the only one trying....it makes it hard to continue!  Anyways wish me luck!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our vacation at Disney world was great...hot but great! I will have to post more on it later...but gots to get some laundry done and put away.....cause we are going camping this weekend!!!  YIppy cant wait.....relax by the fire.....darkness and listen to the noises!  Cant wait!  Talk with you all later!!  Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6451852505622881448?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6451852505622881448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6451852505622881448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6451852505622881448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6451852505622881448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-interviews-begin.html' title='Let the interviews begin!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6337305783010502957</id><published>2009-05-28T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:53:47.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant think straight.....</title><content type='html'>I would love to vent and bitch more about my boss and how he is making it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; hard to come in everyday......but right now I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I could put it into words and if I did it would take days to get everything off my chest!  So now instead of trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; things he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; doing I have made a notebook and logged the date and what happened so I have proof...not that it would stand up in court or anything but just to say hey this is what happened.  Really hoping he moves on very very soon!  Cause see I am just as stubborn....love the work I do, bookkeeping accounting, customers and most of the time the other guys that work here (not so much today).  So moving on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation cant come soon enough!  We are on the countdown....we leave June 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;....for Disney World!  Yeah.....cannot wait!  No seriously I cannot stress how I cannot wait.....I need to get out of here before I let my mouth get the best/worst of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; more of the job thing.....I feel like I have this huge pressure weighing me down.  I want to be happy and fun and crazy but cant because of this damn thing weighing me down!  My ex boss was an ass but yet we could joke and have a good time.  This guy/thing is just work and no play.  The guys have been working til 10-11 pm at night and starting at 5 am....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; just asking for an accident to happen.  Major safety issue!  If they cant wait til tomorrow or there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; a tomorrow then it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; need to be done!!!!!  No this guy/thing thinks/wants to get it all done today!  What a jerk!  In 15 years of doing this job they have not worked that many hours in a day for that long of a period.......and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think its just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cowencendence&lt;/span&gt; of the new manager...its because of the new manager!  He does not know how to manager...he would rather be an applicator (mighty expense one I might add) than in running the plant like he should be!  Last I checked my job title was Administrative Coordinator, not Plant manager!  He ran for parts today when all the guys went out for breakfast while I have thousands of invoices for him to sign off on so I can get them in the mail before the customers get their statements....which are going out today.  So now the customers will be calling and wondering what they are getting billed for because they don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thave&lt;/span&gt; any invoices....well I will tell them like it is....."the manger thinks my job is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;minut&lt;/span&gt; thing and paperwork is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nothignt&lt;/span&gt; so when he has the time we will send them out, I know I know they are due June 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; but there is nothing else I can do."  So if he is not a team player neither will I be!  I really have no respect here at all in his eyes.  I am just the bitch that answers the phone, gets them lunch, and weighs trucks.  Oh did he forget I am in the one who makes sure he gets paid, invoices the customers for what work has been done to get money in to make sure he does get a paycheck, transfers products receives in products, pays the bills to keep the lights on, keeps the safety paperwork up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;todate&lt;/span&gt; (which i gave him all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;forsm&lt;/span&gt; to sign in Feb and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; gotten them back yet) so when we get audited its all HIS fault we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; pass, also he will not sign on all the things I need him t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;osign&lt;/span&gt; and I have come to the point where I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; eve ask anymore cause he goes off.....damn why do they need me to sign this and that....might as well do it myself....oh honey go right ahead!  If he is trying to make me quit....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; going to happen, he will have to fire me first!  Anymore this is a place I have to come to everyday to do things I like to do, accounting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bookeeping&lt;/span&gt;, not a job cause its no fun anymore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all the time we have today....and i took up on the job thing.....sorry to get everyone down but had to get this off my chest or my mouth will get the best of me....which still might happen cause the "manager" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wwb&lt;/span&gt; is on the way here.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;YIPPY&lt;/span&gt; for me!  Pray for me to keep my cool...cause right now the smoke it coming out my ears at a very high rate!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6337305783010502957?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6337305783010502957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6337305783010502957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6337305783010502957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6337305783010502957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-think-straight.html' title='Cant think straight.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5066756585735264505</id><published>2009-05-13T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:25:36.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crochet projects......</title><content type='html'>This is the current blanket I am crocheting for a baby boy.  His dad hunts and fishes so just a splash of camo....wasnt sure if it was gonna work or not.  I will put a border of camo as well to set it off...look ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgrlnLRRwHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N-h6Cm2HQzo/s1600-h/more+pics+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329169776689266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgrlnLRRwHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N-h6Cm2HQzo/s320/more+pics+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/Sgrlm1RTGSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bvLfQk2RF2E/s1600-h/more+pics+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329163871197474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/Sgrlm1RTGSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bvLfQk2RF2E/s320/more+pics+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the finished baby girl blanket.  I ended up hand sewing ribbon around the inner squares to finish it off cause the edges werent as straight as I would have liked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I would share....may not be anything to some but it is to me cause my hands made or are making them!!&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/8299452667224238852-5066756585735264505?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5066756585735264505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5066756585735264505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5066756585735264505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5066756585735264505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/05/crochet-projects.html' title='crochet projects......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgrlnLRRwHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N-h6Cm2HQzo/s72-c/more+pics+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2258071515738765203</id><published>2009-05-11T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:47:27.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The blaster, sickness, and mothers day!</title><content type='html'>Well hope all the women had a great mother day!  Mine came and went! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Mid D had a dance at the MS school and so i didnt have to make a trip back into town at 10 pm Lil D and rode around town and he played at the parks while I crocheted.  While at the north park I noticed that my bladder was getting full and need to hit a potty very soon.  So I have Lil D hop in so we could run to my moms so I could use the potty.  He asks why and I tell him cause my bladder is full and I cant even concentrate to crochet cause its soo full.  Well that sparked his curiosity, "what a bladder" so I tell him its a holding tank for the pee and when it gets full its time to go potty!  Ok he is fine with that.  While at my moms we both use the potty and was talking to my mom when Lil D runs through the kitchen "mom cant concentrate when her blaster is full!!"  Talk about hilarious!  My mom and I were laughtin so hard....my stomach hurt!  Still to this day he calls the remote, the merote!!  He is funny!!  Loved it and it made my night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D hauled grain on Thrusday and Friday.  thrusday night he came home exhausted and not feeling good.  He even had a fever!  He got worse over the weekend....he even passed up a free meal at Vervecca's saturday night.  Well the kids and I didnt!!  MMMMM grilled chicky!!  Yummmy!!  Sunday was worse...he had slept 12 hours and still felt punny!  I had made reserveations for the kettle for mom dad grandma and my brothers family.  When we were getting around Big D was stirring on the couch and I told him that he didnt need to go.  Just wanted him to get better and plus I was running to the store for groceries!  Well he did go and we did get groceries....but he still felt like crap!  Now today he is hauling fertilizer to us here at work and says he feels somewhat better and not to get him a doctors appt....so hopefully he is on the round to recovery! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday after Mid D and I attended chruch and confirmation class we headed home.  I had about 1.5 hours before the reservations and I wanted to get the down stairs cleaned and the towels I had in the washer on the line to dry.  Love to have clothes dry on the line....love it!  Of oucrse Mid D did his pre teen attitude....but he did vacuum one room for me.  Now Lil D was my helper yesterday!  He vacuumed one room, cleaned the bathroom downstairs, did a quick mop job of the kithen and dinning rooms, while I swept the floors and put things away!  He was such a big big help yesterday!!  AS for gifts.....as long as I am able to get flowers for outside I am soo content!  We got the flowers 2 weeks ago....on sale!  So I didnt expect anything....but the boys got me this humungous card....i mean huge and it was soo neat!  Love them to pieces!!  Dalton brought a flower home from school for me and its soo pretty!!  After the grocery run got home, unpacked, Big D started mowing and Mid D finished.  Lil D got their dirty clothes, his and Mid D's down stairs for me.  So all I needed to do was get the remaining dirty clothes, start laundry and sit and crochet!  I am about 1/2 done on the latest baby afghan.....yeah!!  Didnt get all the laundry done but hey quiet abit of it!  Lil D, Big D, and I watched Bolt yesterday afternoon...like my 4th time wathing it...love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are supper swamped here at work today...best get this posted before I forget...no spell check so sorry for the misspellings...cause I am a really bad speller!!  Take CAre!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2258071515738765203?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2258071515738765203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2258071515738765203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2258071515738765203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2258071515738765203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/05/blaster-sickness-and-mothers-day.html' title='The blaster, sickness, and mothers day!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5349890435057191983</id><published>2009-05-08T10:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:26:43.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPG4VZ1yI/AAAAAAAAAGA/KuAhIMwry4M/s1600-h/more+pics+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333474838333478690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPG4VZ1yI/AAAAAAAAAGA/KuAhIMwry4M/s320/more+pics+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGg9WhDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bZky-TpoQfQ/s1600-h/more+pics+036+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333474832058582066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGg9WhDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bZky-TpoQfQ/s320/more+pics+036+rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGfVTcAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8rdDIzZ-1ps/s1600-h/more+pics+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333474831622172674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGfVTcAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8rdDIzZ-1ps/s320/more+pics+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGCBfMtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/azX1ZjcfdfA/s1600-h/more+pics+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333474823754429138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPGCBfMtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/azX1ZjcfdfA/s320/more+pics+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPF6I7j-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/p4d-rACi1W0/s1600-h/more+pics+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333474821638164450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPF6I7j-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/p4d-rACi1W0/s320/more+pics+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5349890435057191983?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5349890435057191983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5349890435057191983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5349890435057191983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5349890435057191983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-pics.html' title='some pics......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SgRPG4VZ1yI/AAAAAAAAAGA/KuAhIMwry4M/s72-c/more+pics+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-7422550465035164050</id><published>2009-04-29T08:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:58:31.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu blues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; it finally hit me too!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; throw up but had butt explosions for two days....so far today nothing and even ate a bowl of cereal this morning!  The worst was the way my stomach was cramping and aching....sometimes making me double over.  I did leave work yesterday at 1:30 to go home and rest....was just plain exhausted.  Good intentions, but ended up crocheting on the baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Afghan&lt;/span&gt; for 2.5 hours and finally taking an hour nap on the couch before getting ready for the gym.  Big D had to cook at the fire house last night so I brought the boys a sandwich home for supper last night, that way I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to cook with a belly ache! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today I have a lunch date with Big D, since he is now a homemaker, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!!  Not much of one I might add....he is doing his laundry but no housework, YET, I will get him trained one way or another and if you are reading this Big D beware!!  he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the way the weather has been I am so ready to get the camper home and get it all cleaned up and ready....I want to go camping!!!!  So ready to go and relax with a fire and cook over the fire and just plain relax....hike the trails....relax.....go for a ride all over the campground...relax.  I just want to go camping!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of the rambling....guess I should get something done here...I may even crochet til the boss gets back.   Talk with you all later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-7422550465035164050?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7422550465035164050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=7422550465035164050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7422550465035164050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7422550465035164050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/flu-blues.html' title='Flu blues.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6028083135478788600</id><published>2009-04-27T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:57:09.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm, cozy friendships....</title><content type='html'>Cannot believe the weekend has come and gone again.  Why does it seem to fly by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; fast.  We did quiet a bit done this weekend and from our adventures Saturday i will be posting pictures on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; Mid D and I were sitting in the middle of a pew but felt kinda empty.  He went up front for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; lesson and when he came back he noticed our pew was full and we had left him a spot too!  While he was up front I was swarmed by the Momma B family, but they were missing one, still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know where she was!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say swarmed....cause it totally made it nice and warm and cozy.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I can express my feelings on this......it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; nice to have them sit with us.  If we could have made the pew longer we could have had snot face sit with us too....sometimes those pews &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; long enough!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; loved it when S had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;meemma&lt;/span&gt; cackling....hilarious.  Oh poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;boog&lt;/span&gt; shooting snot rockets that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; quite leave her face.....thank goodness for snot face and the bathroom!!  Momma B your family rocks and they all behaved really really well!!!!  You should be proud!  But seriously loved it when you all showed up....felt like home!!  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church I got all the laundry put away up stairs, all but the basket of white clothes I have to fold tonight.  The bedrooms up stairs are all picked up and just need to dust.  The bathroom up stairs needs to be deep cleaned, I asked Big D to help so we will see what gets done.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say what but just asked for help.  Who knows!  Mid D had baseball practice yesterday afternoon and while he was at practice we ran to Big R and I got my flowers for my pots around the house.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; exciting and I even got them all planted!  Need more cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have a list made yet but the flowers were on sale so I went ahead and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep today is his first day of unemployment.  Friday was a bummer and I could tell it was a huge weight on his shoulders.  We talked quiet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; and then again on Saturday and last night too.  He has a list of things to do around the house so that will keep him busy for a while......but its still the fact that he is unemployed!  Scares the shit out of me!!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like all this weight on me to maintain my job and be the one caring the insurance and the steady income.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like it at all.  I want to be the one home with my kids......he has had the last 2 summers and possibly this one off, its my turn!  The time he has spent with the kids and all that time I have been working.....not fair!  What can be done...nothing but bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; must get back to work.......still not feeling the best.  Woke up and have had butt explosions all morning.  I am trying to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; something for lunch so we will see how that goes!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; want to go to the gym....so hopefully it was just my nerves!  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6028083135478788600?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6028083135478788600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6028083135478788600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6028083135478788600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6028083135478788600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/warm-cozy-friendships.html' title='Warm, cozy friendships....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2326712122566318315</id><published>2009-04-24T08:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:33:15.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes.....</title><content type='html'>Well today is Momma B's of my crazy kids birthday!!  Happy Birthday! !  Have a wonderful day.....SNOTFACE!!!!!  Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2326712122566318315?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2326712122566318315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2326712122566318315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2326712122566318315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2326712122566318315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday wishes.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1139411793941064832</id><published>2009-04-22T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:33:36.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride home with a tippsy dog......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I took our dog to the vet this morning to get a second opinion on her lumps.  While the vet was examine her he found 3 more lumps and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; seem concerned with them on her chest.  He said black labs are prone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fattie&lt;/span&gt; tumors/lumps on the chest where their ribs meet the spine or something.  So I proceed to show him the lumps I have found on her front legs and he got quiet and said he cannot definitely say those are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fattie&lt;/span&gt; tumors too.  That we could do a biopsy to make sure.  If they did come back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suspicious&lt;/span&gt; then he would send them onto the U of I.  No problem we will do what we need to do.  He gave me prices of everything up front and asked what I was thinking about doing.  I said to go ahead with the biopsy's because I could not live without knowing what they are.  The vet was so darn nice and said since we lived a ways a way he would do the biopsy's now.  Could I wait about 45 min....well sure I will if it will save me a trip!  Well about 30 min later they brought out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; dog all tipsy and drooling....it was funny!!!  He sat with her while I paid and helped me load her into the suburban.  I got her comfy on her blankets on the back bench and she slept the whole way home.  As she got comfy her nose was butted right up against the side and every breath she took her lips would flap wildly......all the way home.....it was down right hilarious!!  I was kinda upset no one else got to share that with me....I was in tears at times....so funny!!!!  So our dog is fine!!! One less thing to stress about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big D has the flu.....went home from work at 11 am yesterday and had thrown up before he left for work.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; thrown up anymore but now has massive butt explosions....aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hershey&lt;/span&gt; squirts!!  He had them all night......I know at least 5 times he got up.  He did go to work today because the unemployment people were coming to get all the people that are done on Friday signed up.  They were supposed to have shown up yesterday but guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; work out.  So he is dragging butt today.  I talked with him on break about the dog and about him and he is majorly dragging butt!  I told him to just go home because he cannot miss work on Friday or he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; get his severance pay........he HAS to work Friday!!!  Oh well to stubborn to listen to reason!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tomorrow night we have an open house at school for our youngest and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; be more excited!  The second graders have the solar system display up and he says its awesome!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As for the gym it is going good!  Cant go tonight or tomorrow night but am going Friday night!  Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well hope you all have a great day...sun is shinning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1139411793941064832?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1139411793941064832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1139411793941064832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1139411793941064832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1139411793941064832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/ride-home-with-tippsy-dog.html' title='Ride home with a tippsy dog......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3102558474154487269</id><published>2009-04-20T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:39:41.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God works in mysterious ways......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alseep&lt;/span&gt; last night, even dreaming, when I was awaken by what I could have sworn was my dog puking.  I hurriedly turned my lamp on and put my glasses on (cause blind as a bat) and low and behold she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; up stairs with us.  Now how could I have heard her puking if she was downstairs because I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oscillating&lt;/span&gt; fan and ceiling fan on in our room and the boys did as well.  So to be safe I went downstairs to check to see if I had a pile of puke to pick up.  I looked every where and no puke.  Our dog was laying all nice and cozy on the couch, because I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt; to put the cover blankets on it and she will not get up on the couch if those blankets are on there, they shock her!!  We I find her and she notices me her tail is just a thumping against the couch....too cute so I had to go give and receive some loves!!  She had her annual visit with the local vet about 2 weeks ago and they found a lump on her side, which none of us had noticed, and the vet said to watch it to see if it grew.  So as I am loving her I notice two little pink bumps and another lump like her side on her left front leg.  I totally start freaking out.  The lumps and bumps do not seem to hurt and I can touch and rub them.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Immediately&lt;/span&gt; I assume the worst and freak out, I mean freak out that when I get all the loves and give all the loves I need at 1:30 am I make my way up stairs to not only lay there awake things the worst I even wake up Big D to share the freaking out with.  I told him even if we have to put stuff on the credit card she is getting taken care of....she's our girl!  He even agreed, now if he remembers it is a different story!  So I am taking her to the vet on Wednesday morning and hope all is well!  Still freaking out!  We all will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; if anything happens to her!  She is our girl, to some maybe a dog, but she is our 3rd child!  I brought her home August 15, 1997 for Mid D's first birthday present and have loved her ever since!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Couldnt&lt;/span&gt; ask for a better dog in anyway!  She was meant to be our dog!  She was born June 25, 1997 5 years to the day that Big D gave me his class ring...I know I know nothing big but is to us.  She had her first litter September 9, 2000, littler #2 on November 12, 2002 (our 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary), and Litter #3 on Dec 25, 2003.  She has earned her keep for sure just for being our girl!  The only thing I can think of that woke me up is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; help from above.  If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; gotten up then who knows when we would have found the other lump.  It was meant for me to get up......God so works in mysterious ways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Antoher&lt;/span&gt; freaking out thing is that this is Big D's last week at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;BAC&lt;/span&gt;.  Totally freaking out....no control here and its killing me!  What are we going to do .....hardly any jobs out there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another freaking out thing is Lil D's feet.  He has severs disease which pretty much means he is growing too fast.  The tendons around his heels are pulling in opposite directions and causing heel pain.  If the heel lifts and restricting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;actives&lt;/span&gt; doest work we may have to cast his feet until the tendons stretch enough or he stops growing at the rate he is.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; again freaking out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh did I mention I am majorly hormonal today too????  Very unstable and could cry and sleep all day I think!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3102558474154487269?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3102558474154487269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3102558474154487269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3102558474154487269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3102558474154487269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-works-in-mysterious-ways.html' title='God works in mysterious ways......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2151475812423335807</id><published>2009-04-17T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:53:02.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodily functions........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I am hoping to help momma b feel a bit better with her circumstances at home right now with pooping, puking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chillins&lt;/span&gt;!  I really try if I have to "download" as my kids call it, poop, to go home.  Today was a day that was not when can I poop but where can I poop, cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no stopping it!  So I proceed to our only bathroom in the office that is by far sound proof.  I go in there knowing that I will have to try to hold the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noisiness&lt;/span&gt; cause my belly was just a rumbling.  I do my business and then out of no where........this puff (guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; a puff more like an explosion) of air came out of my butt!!  Seriously load echoing noise....of course I was not alone in the office.  There were 3 guys in the break room and I know they heard it.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; time to flush that down....but oh no to make things worse I plugged the damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt;!  So to try cover that I am plunging the hell of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; I blow my nose so they think I am flushing that snot down.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wheew&lt;/span&gt; it goes down!  Oh know...major skids!!!  Damn it.....got to get them cleaned up....so I blow my nose again to flush the crumbs...eek!! down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; and finally my bout is over!  This episode took probably not as long as it felt like cause it felt like hours!!  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;momma b&lt;/span&gt; hope this gave you a laugh on my account!!  I have to laugh cause I if not I will just curl up in a ball and cry like a little baby and what fun would that be.....laugh at me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a nice weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2151475812423335807?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2151475812423335807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2151475812423335807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2151475812423335807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2151475812423335807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/bodily-functions.html' title='Bodily functions........'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6559604462209050919</id><published>2009-04-12T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:33:39.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Saint to something that aint!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well i never usually ever blog or check emails on the weekends.  I figure that I do enough during the week...on company time that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need to do it at home.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; until I start bawling while taking a hot bath...not even being bothered by kids either.  Time to get things off my chest before I explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon was great shopping just the 4 of us for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; stuff and Easter Bunny things.  Got it all done and it took longer than I thought! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning...have to get my butt in gear and get the house spotless for the birthday party at 2pm.  The cake needed to be picked up by noon in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; so Big D said he would go do that for me.  He knows that the party is going to happen and the list of people coming....I guess I would have thought he would try to help with all the house work or atleast ask if I needed help.  Well he decides that he will just leave now 9am to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and go to his mom and dads (which is coming to the party at 2pm) and work on putting a hand rail on their RENTAL house!!!!!!!  Do you sense something there???  Why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; we put a hand rail on a RENTAL house.....ever heard of a landlord?!!  It's their house if they need a hand rail the landlord should do it right??  Well my husband thinks he has to do it cause he has all this time to do nothing...lets make something!  So being me I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say anything cause if I did I would be the bitch and since I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say anything he thought it was no big deal.  Whatever....damned if I do...damned if I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;!  So I get the entire house cleaned up and down stairs and all the birthday stuff together and the party goes off without a hitch....until......!!  My dad has problems and cant tell when he is going to the bathroom so he wears an adult diaper thing.....so he is sitting in our new recliner in the living room and has been for about 2 or so hours.  I ask mom if she needs to check on him and she yells from our dining room to the living room..."are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?"......dad said he was fine!  Well an&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; hours passes and we go outside to get stuff on the grill and dad comes out.  So i go to help him to the car I assume.....he says "I got your chair wet".  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so what am I suppose to say?  No I cant say its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; cause its not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;......brand new furniture!!  I know he has a problem but plan ahead and bring things or check often!  So now mom is giving me the guilt trip and blaming me for getting mad.....but i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get mad i just said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; well i best go clean it up.  All the while thinking what Big D will say......since its my parents its the worst thing....but if his dad had an accident in our house that would be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; cause he cant help it.  What ever!!!  So after everyone left I stayed up til 11:45pm packing and hiding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; eggs and packing their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; baskets with the gifts and candy.  Before this though I asked Big D if he would take Mid D to church in the AM.....he needs to be there at 6 am....he said as long as you make sure I am up.  So of course I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; sleep all night afraid of not waking up to the alarm.  So I am up with them while they get ready....then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get to go back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday morning they get back from church at 7:30 am or so and talk about what needs to be done for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; dinner.  I then tell him how hurt/upset I was that he went and spent that time at his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; RENTAL house, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; which if he was going to do it wait for another weekend, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the house work.  He said since I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; a big deal.  Wow.....cant you see how unfair that was....well than I am a bitch cause I brought it up.  He says so you think I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; help....I told him not as much as I would like for when we have guests.  So he says watch this then!  He usually helps with dinners getting the meat and stuff around...well today he did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; nothing for dinner.  I had to do everything get the ham packed and in the oven, make the potatoes, jello salad and color eggs again and get the house in order and tables set.  I did get it done and pretty good I might add but he was just being a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; jackass.  So after everyone left I told him I know what he was doing by not helping and that was childish!!  Again I am a bitch!  Still the feeling of him holding the recliner incident over my head.....and now I am a bitch for saying anything about what he does and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; do.  Right at this moment I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what I am doing and if its right and what I should say or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; say.  I want to have the deep eternal love and right now not feeling it with him....I know its cause of the stress from the weekend but I will never hear a sorry or him say a word about his feelings....all I will get is that I am a bitch!  Not fair.....so guess I am being a big baby!  This is why I was bawling while in the tub....again a freaking big baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil D did have a great birthday weekend though!  He got lots of nice things and a little spending cash to boot!  He was so proud and was very well behaved!  We are all exhausted and so ready for bed....wish there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; any school tomorrow so we can sleep in.  Oh well....hopefully this week will be a good week!  Hope you all had a great weekend and Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6559604462209050919?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6559604462209050919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6559604462209050919' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6559604462209050919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6559604462209050919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-saint-to-something-that-aint.html' title='From Saint to something that aint!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3005489230367226799</id><published>2009-04-10T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:10:28.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; let me start off by saying I am really really really having a hard time coming into work, especially if the boss is going to be here. Seriously....very very hard. I cannot stand him! My previous boss stopped by our house last night and we talked with him for about an hour....it was nice! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I know I had said before my previous boss was an ass....but you have to realize that I have a problem taking orders......I am one of the those people do not tell me what to do.....I know what my job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;entails&lt;/span&gt; and the things that need to be done. Those people who come into a place and tell the others what to do and have only been doing this a few months vs. people like me that have been doing this 15 years of which 9 years are with this company, oh and out of those 9 years i have 5 awards.....DO NOT tell me what to do!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Any who....the old boss and I worked well together.....if I got quiet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say much to him he knew he did something wrong and would come and ask what he did and we worked it out. The new boss....oh no....way to cocky and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;arrogant&lt;/span&gt; to think he did anything wrong....which honestly happens more times than none! WE have lost so much spring business and we will know how much fall business we have lost in the next few months. Even one of his full service customers he brought in 2 yrs ago has left us....now that has nothing to do with the manager change.....do you think maybe its him?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong....absolutely love me job and all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; and the accounting side....but when you have to work with someone you cannot stand....the days seem to get harder and harder and longer and longer. Hopefully the division office realizes this sooner than later that they need to get a different body in that position!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday...yep Easter...my baby will be 8!! So cant believe that! He is growing up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; fast....no seriously he almost looks me in the eyes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; those who know me know I am a short fatty.....but he is only 8!! He is even going to pass up his brother which is 12 soon! Yesterday i took cupcakes and juice to school to celebrate his birthday since there is no school today. While at school he was such a big helper and told me more than once that that was the best birthday in school! He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; proud! I even ended up staying til school was out and sat through Science. That was interesting and to see how my son behaved....very impressed! After Science the class was able to have a bathroom break and my son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; need to go so he came and sat on my lap and clung to me. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; care who is around or where we are....he still holds my hand...tells me he loves me....cuddles...its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; matter! I hope he stays like this! His brother will not even let me hug on him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of his friends or even touch him at school......so much like his dad! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think Big D's thing is he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; know how to show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;effection&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure if he was ever taught this or shown this. Anyone that knows my mom would know that she always was lovey and still is.....guess its all in how you were raised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so looking forward to the gym tonight....it will be closed when we go and I now have a pass key to get in 24/7 as with Snot head! Hopefully no one is there and we can blare the music and do all of the machines!! Last night was packed with all kinds of school young guys and such....majorly uncomfortable but we got our work out done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get busy cause I am only here another 2 hours and then off to shop with Big D, Mid D and Lil D for Easter Bunny things and birthday bike! Take care and Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3005489230367226799?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3005489230367226799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3005489230367226799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3005489230367226799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3005489230367226799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/lots.html' title='Lots.......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4578797060923835275</id><published>2009-04-06T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:30:04.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The spider, the boots, and the ice maker</title><content type='html'>What a somewhat not mild weekend.  It went too fast again too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; it starts off, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; night Lil D was in the shower and Big D and I were laying in bed....I was reading a magazine and he was pretty much dozing off.  Lil D loves to sing and take a long shower.  So to no avail he was doing both of these....very very entertaining might I add.  Out of know where he yells for me....there is a spider in the shower!!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; first of all those who know me know that I am deathly, I mean super freaked out and scared of spiders, from teeny tiny to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt;!  So for me to go in the bathroom acting like super mom was a feat all in its self....but to my own prevail.....I had to yell for Big D to come and save us both!!  It was the ugliest spider I have seen.....to make me not look like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;scardy&lt;/span&gt; cat (that I was) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; reach it anyways!  Big D knew the real reason he had to save us......I was a chicken!  So our hero Big D saved us from the biggest ugliest spider ever....well maybe it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; huge but it was sure ugly!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well skipping the boots story for last!  So we bought my dad a beater of a truck to drive cause his leg is supposedly all healed and he needs a fishing vehicle.  Big D found a really cheap truck and at this same house there was a fairly new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh it has an ice maker in the door....so cool.  He comes home with the truck and tells me about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fridge&lt;/span&gt;...see I am an ice person...no matter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; to drink ( all but milk) I have to have ice in it.  I know a freak right?  Well we are constantly buying ice since our ice maker quit in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fridge&lt;/span&gt; (that is 15 yrs old).  Well long story short Big D brought it home Friday night and we moved it in the kitchen on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SAturday&lt;/span&gt;.  I was busting but cleaning because we were having my parents up for supper for moms birthday.  So on top of the cleaning now I had to get food moved and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;frigdes&lt;/span&gt; cleaned out.  It does look better than ours and has more storage and such.....oh did I say it also has an ice maker!!!  So cool!  But oh my....was there dust under the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;frigde&lt;/span&gt;!!  EEK!!  Our old fridge has been moved to the garage for Big D and he is getting rid of the old green fridge we have had forever and it has even been through the fire in the garage in 1993....kept on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt; though!  So now that green fridge is getting moved to Big D's dad's garage.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; to my story of the ice maker.....our dog...the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; girl ever.....now barks at the fridge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; new ice falls in the ice tray....I mean every time!  It's hilarious!  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; bark much and to hear her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;protecting&lt;/span&gt; us from the killer ice machine is just down right funny!!!  Got to love her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the boots.....the four of us ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Gc&lt;/span&gt; to get some groceries but first grabbed a bite to eat at the cafe up town.  We seen an uncle of Big D's and he said we needed to go check on Big D's dad cause Saturday Big D's dad called that uncle to come and get him cause he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; make it home from where he was walking in town.  Well that uncle picked him up and took him home and when Big D's dad took off his cowboy boots, yep cowboy boots, off his socks and boots were all bloody.  He had done so much walking and in his damn cowboy boots that he had deep open blisters on the bottom of his feet.  Uncle took care of them and got them wrapped but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know if Big D's mom would have taken care of them since.  She had just gotten home Saturday night from Vegas (she is nuts...seriously!).  Well we stopped by and of course nothing had been done to Big D's dad's feet since uncle had done them.  So Big D and I got them unwrapped and had him soak in a tub of peroxide and water.  After that we got them dried and all bandaged up.  There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; bad that we made him promise that he would go to the doctor today....if Big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; take him Big D was going to take off work....or I would take him after I took our dog to the vet cause I was taking her in the am.  I have not seen open deep blisters like that before....there were very very bad and with him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;haveing&lt;/span&gt; diabetes....not good!  I knew Big D would gag so I got down on my hands and knees and did what I could....finally Big D got up the nerve.  I told them both that I switched to the mommy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;smeller&lt;/span&gt;....breathing through my mouth and not my nose.....so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; smell it but Big D said he could smell infection.  So hopefully they got to the doctor today which the doc probably would have just sent him to the wound center.  We both did lecture Big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; dad....he could end up in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get taken care of.  He cant feel his feet well anymore...like my dad.  So he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know how bad they were.  We also chewed a bit about him wearing damn cowboy boots.  He has 2 new pairs of new balance shoes in his closet he should be wearing.  That is why we took him with us to get them cause he needs good shoes......so now the cowboy boots came home with us to be thrown away.  those boots are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; old....he had them when Big D and I started dating....17 years ago!  We know he wants to walk and get out of the house...but not in boots!!!  Big D called his mom last night cause when we were there yesterday she was already playing bingo......to make sure she took him to the doctor today.  I know he is stopping by there after work to make sure she did too.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; think in our 30's that we would be taking care of our parents already.....we do it for my dad too!  Thought maybe we would have maybe 10 years before that started...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ohwell&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;anyother&lt;/span&gt; way....its our responsibility! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get to work til 11:30 am today....best get busy!  The boss went home sick so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;yippy&lt;/span&gt; no eyes staring at the back of my head!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4578797060923835275?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4578797060923835275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4578797060923835275' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4578797060923835275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4578797060923835275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/spider-boots-and-ice-maker.html' title='The spider, the boots, and the ice maker'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5945278295368933912</id><published>2009-04-03T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:07:35.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Job woooos.....</title><content type='html'>Wish there was a job god that could tell us what to do and what is the right choice and wont come back and burn us in the butt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I know unemployment will run out....but do we take the first offer or wait it out a bit?  Help............this totally sucks and again today major "butt explosions".  AAAHHH!!!!  I need a drink....with something potent in it.....something that will knock me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just totally sucks......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5945278295368933912?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5945278295368933912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5945278295368933912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5945278295368933912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5945278295368933912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/job-woooos.html' title='Job woooos.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1805967983152631440</id><published>2009-04-02T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:17:06.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok really freaking out here people! Big D has to go for his second interview tomorrow!! EEKK!! If he does except a job there is a very good chance he may not get to go with us to Disney World....no he has to go. He was just as excited as the boys were....he needs to be with us. So totally have mixed emotions about this. Also then I begin to freak out about a sitter this summer.....really freaking out!! (not what momma b wanted to here.....2 more kids...not freaking out &lt;em&gt;cause &lt;/em&gt;of you) Had to vent before I go home......still freaking freaking!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym take me away...........(its my calgone)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1805967983152631440?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1805967983152631440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1805967983152631440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1805967983152631440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1805967983152631440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/freaking-out.html' title='Freaking out!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1796396648675081493</id><published>2009-04-02T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:05:04.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things.....</title><content type='html'>Below is a poem that I wrote at the Cunningham Children's Home on our trip with the confirmation class last weekend:  (snot head where's yours??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caring mom who loves her family.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt; with the economy this summer.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the popping of a beautiful camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;I see the rising ashes of the camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see more of the world with my family before time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caring mom who loves her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that I am super mom and can handle it all.&lt;br /&gt;I fell the pressure of being the perfect mom and wife.&lt;br /&gt;I touch the souls of my kids to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; they are kind and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;I worry that I will not be here to watch my kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; brow up.&lt;br /&gt;I cry for the pain my friends seem to carry.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caring mom who loves her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that I cannot take away the pain that my friends are carrying.&lt;br /&gt;I say that we are all here to help each other.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of traveling and relaxing with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I try to be the best mom, wife, and friend.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my family and friends feel that way about me.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caring mom who loves her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tid&lt;/span&gt; bit of the insight I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well onto our economy....Big D has another interview tonight!  He had just turned his resume in Tuesday after work and we had a message on the machine at 11 am the next day that they wanted to get him in for an interview right away!!  He was, to me, very nervous last night.  We talked about it and he said he was a little nervous, but would be more nervous if it was the second interview not the first.  He can say what he wants but I know and could tell he was very nervous.  The other interview he had been on was kinda a warm up cause it ended up being something he/we could do when we retire pretty much....travel and get paid!  This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; interview is for a career change and hopefully a life long job, which we though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BAC&lt;/span&gt; would be too.  I know I will be a nervous wreck til he calls me after the interview.....just the fact that he is going through the emotions and I cannot take them away.  Just like when the boys have reports or projects at school....can I do it for them so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to go through all the frantic emotions!!  Cant tell I am a mom.......just let me do it!!  I would so go through the interview for Big D if I could....if I could just be a fly on the wall at least to watch.....what am I saying I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; watch I would be doing most of the talking and bragging him up!  He can do anything...seriously he can!  There is nothing he cant do......he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; give him self enough credit so that is why I need to be there!!  Just let me in for a few minutes.....oh hell what am I saying I could ramble about him for days....years....eternity!!  I told him that last night and he just smiled......even though he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say it I could tell that he loved it!!  He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; my rock and I am his!  Looking back over the years......kinda glad he/we suck around.  On June 19, 1992 we had our first date and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; since!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; a sign!!  He was only the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; guy I brought home that mom and dad really liked and excepted......if you let mom and dad tell it "she brought home some real winners before this one".  My dad actually threw one out of the house....literally, I am serious....so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; tells you something!  So pretty much I am glad we stuck it out!  As for snot heads blog...marriage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; always bright sunny days and pretty flowers....there are dark and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dreary&lt;/span&gt; days and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Thorny&lt;/span&gt; bushes....but majority of the time its beautiful!!  You and Big T will be just fine....you are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ment&lt;/span&gt; for each other! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get to looking busy before the world's worst boss gets back.  Oh before I go...we have already had a tiff this morning.  I have only been at work for 1.45 hours.  He said he was taking his laptop to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to get worked on and I asked why and what was wrong.....see cause we are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;corporation&lt;/span&gt; and what work needs to be done needs to go through our IS support people out in Greeley Colorado....but see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wwb&lt;/span&gt; (world's worst boss)  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; want that cause he cant be without it....we have 1 open computer he can use...but no I think he has things on it that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; want seen...no he is just a dick's sporting good kinda guy!!  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; enough of the glamour talk.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;gots&lt;/span&gt; to get busy!!  Take Care!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1796396648675081493?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1796396648675081493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1796396648675081493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1796396648675081493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1796396648675081493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-things.html' title='Random Things.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1201230923336599931</id><published>2009-03-30T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:09:22.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blankie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SdEW7gHEhcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/y8xNOfR7eAM/s1600-h/more+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319057846388950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SdEW7gHEhcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/y8xNOfR7eAM/s320/more+pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I finished my first baby blanket.  Its small, kinda like a lap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt;...so I am gonna make another one and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stitch&lt;/span&gt; them together if Momma B, well Snot Head, will show me how!  My friend P will find out at the end of the week what she is having....but this will work for either boy or girl!!  She has been very very sick.....it comes out of no where too.  That would totally suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the hat mission is over...no more pressure....i want to learn how to crochet.  Big D asked me to make him a blanket big enough for him so that is my next project (after the baby blanket).  See the baby blanket I cheated I used the square loom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; home was very humbling.  The kids that we did get to meet were great and did a wonderful job at giving us information about the different classes and such.  They should be proud of what they did that day!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D was awesome yesterday.....wait get your head out of the gutter!  He took Mid D to church and confirmation and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to ask.  From our journey on Saturday and with my visiting Aunt (flow) I was exhausted and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get up til 9 am.  I figured being gone all day Saturday that we would skip church and make it to confirmation.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; believe what I was seeing....that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; nice for the break!!  I actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get out of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; at all.  When they got home we ate lunch and watched a movie and then I got busy cleaning what I needed to do and do laundry.  We then had company for a couple hours, a friend of Big D's from work stopped by.  We then just did leftover for supper and just lounged!  That was nice!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night the boys and I ran to get their cleats for baseball.  It was nice and peaceful actually.  They both got along and loved looking at shoes.  I did get their cleats at Dicks sporting goods (this store was named after my neighbor...he he).  We than ran to shoe carnival for tennis shoes for me and Lil D.  He has trouble with his heals and we are getting him new shoes more often than Mid D and Mid D hates it.  Lil D even has inserts and high lifts and we do not by the cheapest shoes either...he has heal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;probs&lt;/span&gt; like me.  So it was buy one get one half off so we got him a pair of Nike Air...which he totalled love and of course I got me another pair of new balance.  They seem to be the only shoe that works with my heal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;probs&lt;/span&gt;.  Lil D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have many pairs of new balance to choose from in his size and Nike's seem to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; as well.  I can say we spent too much between tennis shoes, cleats, baseball pants for Mid D, helmet for Lil D (cause he just had to have it...was on clearance) and extra shoe laces.  These boys seem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; hard on shoe laces!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that I have been typing this for 4 hours I must get back to work....;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1201230923336599931?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1201230923336599931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1201230923336599931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1201230923336599931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1201230923336599931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-blankie.html' title='My first blankie...'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SdEW7gHEhcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/y8xNOfR7eAM/s72-c/more+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4853130527282497332</id><published>2009-03-27T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:46:11.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What gives.....</title><content type='html'>Well spring break flew by.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; even feel like I had two days off.  Big D was off today and has called me here at work as much as the kids have.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the reason I am posting is because I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand men....never will, either.  I work with all supposedly men and live with 3 of their kind as well.  I received an email from Lil D's baseball coach and he is starting practice next week all ready.  So now we need to get cleats and such for each of boys and I did not get my butt in gear and get them ordered on line like Momma B did so guess I need to run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt;.  I called Big D, yep I called him for once, and asked if he would go with me and the boys to get the cleats and he says he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; want to.  Well neither do I but they need them......why is it left up to me.  Mid D and I will be gone all day tomorrow to the children's home for part of the confirmation class, so why would I want to be gone all night tonight too.  He was off all day...he could have taken them but no....he spent his time at his dads.  I swear there are times when maybe I could live alone....anyone want to run away with me?  Can you say hormonal?????  Oh also when I stand up I am afraid my insides will fall out....eekk....gross!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope you all have a wonderful weekend....watch out for the weather!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4853130527282497332?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4853130527282497332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4853130527282497332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4853130527282497332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4853130527282497332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-gives.html' title='What gives.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3040604844647135911</id><published>2009-03-23T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:28:13.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring break day 1....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; its the first day of spring break with kids at home.  I am working today but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; leave home until 8 am and went back at 11:30 am to get lunch and left again at 12:30 pm and Big D will be home at 3:30.  So they are not home a whole lot by themselves....but still scares me.  Beings the day is about over I should have just had them call me as soon as I got to work and then just kept them on the phone the entire time I am at work cause that is what it felt like.  They have called for every little thing......I mean the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tinyest&lt;/span&gt; thing.  When the phone rings at work I just pray that the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; calling again cause my nerves were about shot!  They are my babies and mean everything to me but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;......the rest of week consists of:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; me being home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thrusday&lt;/span&gt; is like today and then Big D is off on Friday and they may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;accompaning&lt;/span&gt; Big D in the semi hauling.  Mid D is spending the night with a friend tonight and I will drop him off when I go to the gym.....and it sounds like that friend is coming up to the spend the night with us Tuesday night.  They have it all planned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about the rest of the world but boy Sunday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; even feel like it existed!  As soon as I walked into the office this morning....it was like a light switch....i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;instantly&lt;/span&gt; grumpy!  Can you say hormonal?!  I am getting really frustrated with the damn boss cause he is not doing anything what so ever on the computer.  He expects me to order the damn chemicals and keep up with inventory.....that is not my job.  He is the "manager"  and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; a pee on.  If he keeps it up I will have to tell him to learn the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; system or he will have to find me a part time person to help cause I cannot do it all!!!  Besides I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get paid enough to do both jobs.  Honestly he would rather be outside and be an applicator...which I wish he would do that instead of managing......the cockiness has got to stop or I am going to have a massive mouth explosion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a blast, exhausting, but a blast!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning I felt as if I had been out drinking all night.....but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even have an alcoholic drink!  This body is not used to going to bed after midnight...but it was a nice change of pace!  I did manage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; my butt in gear and get the down stairs cleaned really well....but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get to attempt on the upstairs.  We had momma b and their entire gang over for supper.  that was a blast....especially watching the kids and S play the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;boog&lt;/span&gt; going to town playing with the nun chucks that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; even plugged in....it was hilarious!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Meema&lt;/span&gt; wanted to play and momma b had to chase her in between chasing Mid D for being mouthy!!  good times!!  The other kids also had a blast and it was very entertaining! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sunday Mid D and I did not venture to church we made it just to confirmation.  Beings that we had to go the Passion Play that afternoon for confirmation I thought we could "skip" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;.  The passion play was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; not as good as what everyone had said it would be.  Guess I was expecting more.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; for the amount of the tickets!  It lasted 3.5 hours....so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get home til after 6:30.  I picked up supper in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; but not before calling Big D to find out if that is what he wanted or if he had happened to have started something.....well nope nothing started and his mom and dad were there.  come to find out they had been there a while I guess cause the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mohter&lt;/span&gt; in law had already been upstairs in my house...which Saturday I told momma b that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; go up there cause it was a disaster and then the mom n law helps her self.  Did she forget that its not her house anymore?!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; know but Big D could tell I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;fumming&lt;/span&gt; so he said a little something!  She was all sprawled out on the couch when I got home to feed them....again can you say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hormonal&lt;/span&gt;??!!!  gym tonight will be fun with momma b and me as grumpy and hormonal as we are....not sure about snot head.....so this is your warning....do not go to the gym &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt; cause you may end up getting your head tore off!!  ;o)  No I need the gym...maybe it will get rid of this frustration that is building?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3040604844647135911?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3040604844647135911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3040604844647135911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3040604844647135911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3040604844647135911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-day-1.html' title='Spring break day 1....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-9108219050809880751</id><published>2009-03-20T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:04:49.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>My youngest cracks me up sometimes!  One minute he is a little shit and the next so lovey and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; ever!  Things he comes up with and says can sometimes just be hilarious.  Last night I am driving into town after work and see a golf cart with a couple people in it and thought to myself, wow the old folks have their carts out already.  As I get closer this golf cart wants to play chicken with me.....started to freak me out a bit.....til I notice its my kids.  Big D must have let them drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pappas&lt;/span&gt; cart around town after school before he put it on the lift to hook lights up on it.  They were having a ball!  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; need to get one....we rented one for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July last year and had a blast on it.  I think the boys got more use out of it then we did.  Mid D had a friend stay with us a couple nights and they ran the crap out of it.  so the money we spent renting it was well worth the fun the boys had!  Oh and I guess Big D too....cause afterwards I found out he and another dad and child took the carts out on a "trail"....who knows what that means!  Boys will be boys...no matter what their age! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well running a little late....actually I was just not wanting to move that fast this morning.....I took the boys to school.  As we are rounding the corner for Lil D's school...we were talking about the cart and how it is and how you have to be careful and stop at the corners even though you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a stop sign and so on.....well Lil D proceeds to tell me that he thinks he will be a great driver.  So I ask him why and he says cause he watches what he is doing.  I guess to make things complicated I told him that is great but you need to watch the "other" people on the roads too cause you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what they are going to do.  Then I get the WHY?  This is all taking place as we are pulling up the door at school....he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; get out til I gave him some explanation.....in a hurried speech I tell him......you know what you are going to do right?  well you cant read the "other" persons mind so you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what they are going to do.  OK he says and a I love you and he shuts the door all content.  His little brain was set at ease with that reasoning and it was just plain cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight I was just informed of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jr&lt;/span&gt; high dance at the legion.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if Mid D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know anything about it or if he just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; want to go.  Guess it will be a last minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dession&lt;/span&gt;.  AS for my plans...they are a little different.  I am going with some girls to hobby lobby and then wait til midnight to get a movie for another friend that cannot go.  I think Momma B is the best for making sure her friend has this checked off her list of things she wanted to do and right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have the time to do it.   Wonderful gesture!  I will need a major caffeine boost in the evening to keep me up that late!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all have a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-9108219050809880751?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/9108219050809880751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=9108219050809880751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/9108219050809880751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/9108219050809880751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/tgif_20.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1691943632893495172</id><published>2009-03-18T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:58:33.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just inner ramblings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; yesterday before I left work we found out that our office was going to be holding a manager's meeting here.  So there are like 10 mangers plus our marketing manager and my boss.  So needless to say....my boss and the salesman were busting butt this a.m. cleaning.  Its hard enough for me to keep up on my house of 4 let alone an office of 10 guys.  So yes its their turn to get it spiffy.  Felt bad for a second but just kept right on working in my office!!!  The meeting just got started and not sure what their plans are for lunch....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uugg&lt;/span&gt;!  We are also in the field and have had truck break downs after truck break downs.....and to hear the boss he has done a great job cause the applicator &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; waiting.  He is just beyond cocky and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;arrogant&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how much more I can take.....its gonna be a long spring!  (if i make it that long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the job note....we have had an unofficial/official date for Big D to be done at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BAC&lt;/span&gt;.  Looks like the end of April.  Now I am getting frustrated and worried about this......I am more scared than anything.  We are keeping all the extra bills paid off and no credit cards, so we should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but I am not in control and it scares the shit out of me.  No money going into savings to fall back on, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; club but what is already in there, just freaking out here people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love going to the gym!  Last night I made it the entire 30 min on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; and am not sore today.  On the treadmill my left shine kills me but on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;.  plus i burn more calories on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; than the treadmill same amount of time....also I double the distance on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; vs the treadmill.  Well I have not weighed myself in about 2 weeks and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to.....see the number on the scale does mean something but how I feel and what I look like is the major goal here.  I know what I would love to weigh.....we will see.  No seriously though...it is my new addiction!  I love the people I go with and we have a good time doing it...we may complain but we help each other make it through....we support each other!  Totally love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday on my lunch I ran home to sit with mom and dad while a guy came and looked at their jeep grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cherokee&lt;/span&gt; that was at my house.  We had listed in the paper for them and doing the wheeling and dealing.  Well this guy wanted to come and look at it and had money with him.  See he was from Kansas IL quiet a ways away.  Evenings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; work for him and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to wait til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; someone beat him to it.  Well they ended up leaving with it...so its gone to a new home!!  With mom the only one able to drive they just need 1 vehicle and insurance.  I am happy for them!  So tonight we are going to my mom and dads to bring dads golf cart home so Big D can put the lights (head, tail, turn signals) on it.  This will be dads means of transportation and get him out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats.....well I am making hats galore and it seems the more I make the total of hats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; grow.  Someone comes over and they see my bag of hats and want to look and they fall in love and of course I cant say no......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;aaaggghhh&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I will keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;plugging&lt;/span&gt; along though.....I have a number I want to get to and I will come hell or high water!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well best get back to looking busy with a house full of managers...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;uugg&lt;/span&gt;!  Have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;grea&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1691943632893495172?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1691943632893495172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1691943632893495172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1691943632893495172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1691943632893495172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-inner-ramblings.html' title='Just inner ramblings....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3219378460608348327</id><published>2009-03-13T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:15:08.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!</title><content type='html'>Ok looking at my last blog boy I sounded like a childish 12 year old...but was very emtional and plain p.o.ed!  I finally slep decent last night...glad to be home.  Vervecca and I hit the gym just for a bit but it was enough for me to work out some of the aggressions....gonna go again tongith too!  Today seems to be a good day so far....but it's Friday the 13th!  Oh today is also Vervecca's birthday...so I am running to GC (in my sub) to take her out for lunch....her choice!  It will be nice to get out my office for a while.  Thank goodness the boss will be gone this afternoon....yep all afternoon.  YEAH!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dont have much this weekend so that will be nice.  Tomorrow night we will be attending the 4th of July Cash Bash in GC.  This will be our first year for it.  Years past we have never bought a ticket....but see this year Vervecca is on the committee so we thought we would go and check it out.  The neighbor is going to watch the boys for us....since he cant go anywhere anyways ;o)!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D's job is winding down I am afraid.  He had classes the last two days on writing a resume (which I have it done already) but if they are going to print off copies for him....what the hell!  There is also going to be a couple copies coming there to interview who ever is interested because they are hiring.  The company that we may be interested in is a guaranteed 2nd shift postion.  That scares me.....I can handle the 3rd shift and of course 1st shift but 2nd shift he will miss all the games and school activites.   With both boys in baseball and both of their teams travel....I cannot be in two places at once.  Very frustrating!!  Big D worked 3rd shift for about 5 years and we got into a great routine....but I pretty much raised Mid D on my own cause he would be sleeping during the day and be up a couple hours in the evening and take a nap before he left for work at 10 pm.  Just not sure....something we will have to really talk and think through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be cabin fever cause I so want to get the camper out of storage and get it ready to go camping!  The smell and sound and relaxation of a camp fire would so be nice right now!!  Just to get away for all the drama that is going on with our life right now.....the dog even loves to go!  She paces and is just in the way the whole time we packing the camper and just cant wait to hop in the truck to go.  She of courses sits in the front with us.....cause we cant just put her in the back...she's our girl.  Well she cant jump up in the back anymore either....she's 11.5! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get off here and go get vervecca for lunch!  TGIF!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3219378460608348327?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3219378460608348327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3219378460608348327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3219378460608348327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3219378460608348327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4298157796095020155</id><published>2009-03-12T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:21:11.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna have a mental break down....</title><content type='html'>If you have read my previous blogs you will see that I had an overnight meeting last night.  It was really no more of a meeting than it was a bitch session.  I think each of us did walk away with a tad bit of info we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have before but over all found out things that the so called "big shots" are adding and taking away from us.  The admins were still getting a small bonus in February of each year based on sales of certain products the year before but now that it gone.  They took the applicators acre bonus away 2 years ago....so deep down we all knew this was coming.  Strike 1 for the "big shots".  Come to find out there are more procedures we have to do with the repackaging of bulk chemicals, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; does not make sense.  I usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; say much but yesterday I had a few words now and again.  (did i mention i had forgotten to take my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for 2 days)  At one point myself and the lady from Oakland were standing our ground vs 3 or 4 others on a subject pertaining to the repackaging and what the others were saying was not making sense for the actual work that is taking place.  The lady at Oakland has been with my  company for over 20 years....so usually what she thinks is right...is!!  So when she got my back yesterday i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt; cause hey maybe I was in the right.  Hell no....the email came out today that what the "other" said yesterday is the way those are to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;handled&lt;/span&gt;.  the big shots really need to come back down to reality and see what actually goes on and what is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;feasible&lt;/span&gt; and what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt;.  Total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;morons&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you cant tell I need the gym tonight cause if not I think I will have a nasty major mental break down.  So coming into work today I was all geared up and was telling my boss about certain things that are going to change and what I need back now from the mixing guys etc and he says yeah right.  I am being told this is the way it has to be and then he just puts up the gate and says no way.  Its not just the no part its the way he says it...he is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;absolute&lt;/span&gt; asshole!  Seriously he is.  What he says is right and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; really it.  He has a part time guy in here working which really we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need cause it seems that there is always 1 or 2 in the office ordering parts or on break.  I mentioned something on why that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;partime&lt;/span&gt; guy was here and of course asshole is god says he wants to keep him busy....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; what about our payroll expense.  He then proceeds to say "you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; looked at our profit/loss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;statement&lt;/span&gt; lately have you?" I said not this month yet no.  "Well you will see we are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lowest&lt;/span&gt; in the division."  So the bitch side of me proceeds to tell him "but keeping the plant open is the reason why I would try to save money....not just spend it cause we are the lowest and those plants also do a hell of a lot more business then we do and I have to have a job unlike you."  See the asshole also farms and his wife has a major cushy job....cause see she cant buy nothing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; name brand.  When she has a purse that looks like coach....its not a purse party purse its the real $200 coach purse.  Asshole seems to think he knows how to manage this plant.....hello he has only been doing this since Aug and never had any management experience before.  I have been doing this for 14 years and I will be damned when he runs this place into the ground.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be here to say I told you so cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want it to get that far!!!  Very very frustrating!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what is wrong with me today cause I think i could just sit and cry and cry and cry.  Mad at the world or just plain pissed off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I are hitting the gym tonight and maybe that will help.  Last night at the hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get to work out cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I went down there, people were on the treadmills.  I could barely raise my left arm yesterday cause I think I over did the shoulder press but today its all better...so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wsnt&lt;/span&gt; going to do any weights...just wanted to walk.  so instead vegged out in my room from 9 til 11 pm and made 2 hats.  I did run with the lady from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wenona&lt;/span&gt; plant to hobby lobby cause they had yarn on sale for $1.99!!!  I was excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well again last night I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; sleep worth a darn....being in a hotel I never do.  When i finally shut the light off and took my glasses off the room was pitch black and it scared me so I had to turn on the bathroom light and shut the door so light came out around the door, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;alteast&lt;/span&gt; there was a little light!!  Then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; let my feet hang over the bed cause you never know whats under there......I know I am a freak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to go home and I so need to!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4298157796095020155?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4298157796095020155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4298157796095020155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4298157796095020155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4298157796095020155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/gonna-have-mental-break-down.html' title='Gonna have a mental break down....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2223128873478809677</id><published>2009-03-09T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:34:01.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the weekend go??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel as if we had a weekend. Friday I went to the gym with my workout girls and had nothing to do Saturday for sure. Things I should have done but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to. Well back to Friday...my boss got a phone call on his cell phone (which rings constant) and I could tell something was wrong. He said something into the phone and his voice was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quivering&lt;/span&gt; and then he hit or threw something. So I asked him what was wrong.....and he had just been told that his dad had found his brother dead in his apartment. Major shocker! He was a mess and he left. So the rest of the day was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blurr&lt;/span&gt;. So Saturday we ended up taking the neighbor with us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to get a few things at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DG&lt;/span&gt; and pick up a car he bought...which he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; drive him cause he only has a work permit still so that is why Big D and I both had to go. That night we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and her family over and ordered chicken from the sportsman club. That was kinda nice...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to leave town and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to fix anything!! Well Sunday with the time change and the storms during the night...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; sleep worth a darn. During the night between the dog and Lil D getting me up...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I slept until when Big D woke me up, which he was still in bed, at 9 am and asked if I was going to church....well guess not! Mid D and I made it to his confirmation class and then found out that the visitation for my bosses brother was 1-4. So we cancelled coffee and Big D and I went to the visitation right at 1....neither one of us like those things..but we were able to get in and right out. After getting home from that Mid D and I went through his dresser and closet full of clothes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; out what fits and what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;. So now he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have an excuse of why he cant put his clothes away!!! So with the stacks of clothes I had to dive into the attic to get the totes out to put those clothes in storage until Lil D can wear them. That is one good thing about having two boys...pass down the clothes!! Then it was off to do laundry....eek! While in between loads I was able to make 2 hats and start on a third. The day to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; home will be here before we know it....so I have got to get on the ball!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looks like I will be hitting the gym with my work out girls tonight, tomorrow night, and Friday night. I have an overnight meeting Wednesday-Thursday. So Wednesday night instead of going out with the girls (work girls) I will go to the hotel gym. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; cant go to the gym Friday we may go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. So if that happens I will go work out every night!! YEAH!! I love it....really I do. Hopefully Snot head will blog about our adventures of working out Friday night....cause it was hilarious!! Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was looking through old photos Saturday while putting pictures in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; frame we had purchases for my parents and Big D's parents two years ago. Mom had not even opened the box. So frustrated I took it from her and told her I would fill it.....we may have to do that to Big D's parents too cause I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;theirs&lt;/span&gt; was still empty too! Well I found a picture of the truck that Big D and I were in when we had the accident in 1993. He had just purchased that truck 8 days before this idiot pulled out in front of us. You can see where my entire face hit the windshield. Nope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; wearing my seat belt. Yes of course we wear our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;selt&lt;/span&gt; belts no matter what. When the boys were babies and growing...we would always say as we would get them in their seats "buckle buckle" and its something that they never forget to do! I was lucky that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; hurt any worse than I was. Big D took out the steering column and his back was a little jarred. I was in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; over night for the concussion and wounds to my face. There is still a scare on my upper lip but over all they did a good job at putting my flaps back together!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311241112978881778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SbVRpu-OfPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yRylE1HUyz4/s320/misc+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well must get back to my work...no network today the server in Fresno CA is down and cant do anything online with the company so guess I will have to work on paperwork.....field maps etc. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2223128873478809677?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2223128873478809677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2223128873478809677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2223128873478809677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2223128873478809677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-did-weekend-go.html' title='Where did the weekend go??'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SbVRpu-OfPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yRylE1HUyz4/s72-c/misc+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6125506828403364996</id><published>2009-03-06T08:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:16:59.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The gym made my butt hungry!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Has one every had a pair of pants that just seem that your butt loves and constantly eats them, so they are right up the crack? Well I know no I cannot wear the workout capris I wore to the gym last night.....it was a very uncomfortable workout. No matter what I did my butt was eating my pants! I thought for sure that they would be comfy but no, a constant wedgey doesnt feel good. Cant imagine what other people in the gym thought of my trying to nonchalantly pick my butt! ;o) Oh and of course the gym was packed! So I gave them all a show! You are welcome! Towards the end of the work out on the backwards crunch thingy, snot head had just done 20 and I was working on my 20, well momma b starts to walk past me and stops cause of the comments I had said about my butt being hungry. Do ya think she got scared my butt would attack??!! We all did different machines last night not the treadmill and that was a change and a major work out!! Tonight I may do 15 min on the treadmill and 15 on a bike or the elipical thingy. We'll see! This gym thing may be my new addiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D had his first interview last night. It went well but seems that he would be gone Mon-Fri....that is not something either of us want at the moment. He is still working and will stay there until they tell him no more. It was just something we thought we would look into...see they came to him so why not check it out! At least we know maybe he is worth something if they are coming to him? He he! There are days where I can say I dont think he is worth what he thinks he is!! I bet he can say the same about me! Just the joys of marriage, right?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have nothing going on tomorrow so it will be cleaning all day. With me not home this week much in the evenings my house is paying for it. It seems no matter what I say or do, no one can attempt to pickup after themselves, if they do its a mess yet! Big D thinks he is perfect and picks up after himself but when I cant run my hand over the counter and not get stuck or cut by something dried on the counter then I dont think he cleaned. The trash in the bathrooms is over following, cause it seems no one can take the trash out....lets just add to it. Mid D was suppose to turn in his basketball uniforms like a few days ago and we still havent cause he cant find his white jersey. I have looked all over that house, under furniture, under beds, and I know he wore it home from pictures cause I picked him up. WE also looked in the sub under seats and all over. I had a blow up this morning with him cause I am tired of taking on his responsibility of keeping his things together. He is 12...help out is all I ask. He has had his red uniform on the living room floor since Monday evening. WE are going to tear his room apart tomorrow cause that is the only place it can be. These things make me wonder if I should have a life besides doing everything at home?!! Big D helps with suppers alot but as for making sure the boys do their homework or showers....he has no clue. I am trying to get my self healthier and the way things are going at home just after a week....makes me rethink it...just for a sec cause I need this gym thing. I feel better, my body is working tons better (been regualr and no water poops ;o&gt;)!! I know its just been a few days but hey it seems to be working for me! If you add up all the times I will go to the gym in a year....I maybe a day over what Big D took to go to Hog Rock 2 years ago with the guys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I stayed home with all the kiddies for 3 days and 2 nights while the guys had a drunk fest weekend and seen tons and tons of naked women and men at the bike rally, have pictures to prove that! If I brought that up that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; would be different....but not in my book! The money he spent that weekend.....right before a back surgery to boot! Looking back over the last 17 years I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;notice&lt;/span&gt; a pattern.....if we spend money it has been for what he wants and thinks we need but I have never said we need to spend money. If its his idea than its all good. AS for the house I was all for it but as for the garage things, vehicles, trailers, plows, etc its never ending! What he wants he gets period! I wanted a piano, if you have read my blogs you will see that that was pushed off the cliff. I wanted/still want a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; puppy. He reasoning for the things he wants is to make money. I will give him that on the plows and some of the vehicles. My reasoning for wanting a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; puppy is to have litters, which make money, but I love doing it. I loved having the puppies, I really did. He says we have a dog we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need 2, but there are only 2 of us that drive so why do we need 4 vehicles?!! Oh there may be 5 vehicles if moms jeep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; sell! Its just a never ending battle, so I have learned to just live with it, until this gym thing. He can stand outside with the neighbor and drink beer and smoke stogies, which cost money, all he wants and its all good, so he thinks. Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; even really be drinking cause he is on blood pressure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;...but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what I am talking about. The other night before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt; Big D and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;neigbor&lt;/span&gt; were standing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; the burn pit and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 4 a piece before I left. Think there is a problem? Cant tell him nothing...at least he is at home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the only good thing I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of my rambling, must look like I am busy now!! Have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6125506828403364996?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6125506828403364996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6125506828403364996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6125506828403364996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6125506828403364996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/gym-made-my-butt-hungry.html' title='The gym made my butt hungry!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2977131743791047941</id><published>2009-03-04T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:26:20.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodily functions at the gym......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I get into detail of the title and why I am going to let you have a laugh on me and my friends.....I have to explain our families. Growing up it was hilarious to have someone pass gas (aka: toot, fluffy, fart, etc). It would turn into a giggle fest if it was a "good one". My friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; should have been or maybe she is, a blood relative. She holds nothing back...well to an extent she does in public! :O) Any who, if the guys can "fluffy" why cant we if it's not for public amusement?! So now onto the gym. My first bout with the whole work out in a gym thing. Seriously I have never worked out in a gym besides the one at school. I have had a couple tread mills given to me, never power, and usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a lot of life left so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get to keep them very long. So this gym thing is a new experience for me, loved it, and cant wait til tomorrow. My body would probably say otherwise!! Another one of my friends was the one to rope me, no not really, ask me to join with her kinda a work out buddy. So last night was going to be my first round and I drug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; in with me as well. At the gym was Momma B, Snot Head, me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;. We had the treadmills all going, we all lasted 30 min. I was proud of myself for the 30 min, next time I will have to bring a sweat rag....man have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sweat &lt;/span&gt;like that in forever!! So after I get my ground legs back we all head to the weight machines. Wow, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; many different things and it was nice to work it all! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; heads to the squats and I was finishing on a weight thingy...so after she is done she shows me how to do them correctly. I proceed to do the squats....the more you did the harder it got to get back up. Oh forgot to tell while we were on the treadmill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; quietly tells me what she had for lunch....ham and beans!!! Yep and then she tells me what she had for supper....milk, eggs....another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!! So as am I doing my squats.....out of now where I hear "pop, pop, pop, pop,....pop....pop" and then "excuse me". Oh yea she did.....I wanted to do 10 squats and after that I did 2 more hoping I was close to 10....cause I was laughing so hard. The squat bar gets put back in place and we see Snot Head on this backwards crunch machine, that looked weirdly difficult but had to try it. She finishes and I hop on....so I see Momma B and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; standing over laughing...figure its at me cause it has to be weird looking but I guess they were worried I would have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;boust&lt;/span&gt; of a bodily function....no I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; but I can see how that would happen doing that thing. Now tomorrow night we will get momma b on that backwards crunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;whatamacallit&lt;/span&gt;.....it was kind of nice stretching technique for the back. Something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BIg&lt;/span&gt; D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; do. Looking forward to tomorrow night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best get back to work....its right at lunch time and my soup is calling me!! Have&lt;/span&gt; a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2977131743791047941?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2977131743791047941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2977131743791047941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2977131743791047941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2977131743791047941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/bodily-functions-at-gym.html' title='Bodily functions at the gym......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6279464826523498804</id><published>2009-03-02T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:52:44.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New week....could we skip Mondays?</title><content type='html'>I really really really hate Mondays.  Today I am dragging, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to get out of bed, Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; either, Lil D was a major pain the butt.  Just a day that we could have used at home.  right now I have so much to do at home before tomorrow.  I am taking the summer clothes that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; fit the boys to the kids shop and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; attempted to go through the clothes.  Tonight I have a town board meeting......eek!  So I am really going to try to sneak out early like 2 or so but see we are in the fields again today.  I love my job but these damn farmers and weather just stink!!  Looking at the schedule for this week I will not be home all evening except for Friday night.  Tonight: board meeting at 7 til who knows when; Tuesday-gym 6:30 til when ever; Wednesday-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt; at kettle; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;-gym again.  I am really excited about the gym.  After Saturdays adventure in Ice Skating....boy am I out of shape....I need the gym!!  I did make it around the rink 2 times....yep 2 times.  those dang skates killed my feet.  Guess I should have put my supports in them.  Anyways its harder than it looks.  Those people that can fly and you see on TV are just showing off.  Cause trying to walk in them was a treat let alone flying on the ice....seriously that is what it is like.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I did fall twice....just down to the knees, unlike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; doing the sliding into home plate fall "SAFE!!".  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and so glad there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that many people we knew.  At one point I caught myself and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; fall but both feet were out with the skate part outwards and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; get back up on the skates.  Meg had to stop by and tell me it works better when the skates are on the ice......got to love her!!  That must have been a sight.....am paying for it now.  Yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; so bad for being sore but today....from my lower back down every muscle is sore cause hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; used them in a very long time!!  Oh yeah my arms are so too....from trying to pull myself up by the little 1/2" ledge you have to hold onto.  Mid D did good but Lil D took off like a duck on water, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vervecca&lt;/span&gt; said!!  He fell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; but boy he was going all over.  Kinda made me proud!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; one of us was going to town!  Big D would not have been able to do this with his weak ankles and back....he would have been like Mattie and just laughed and watched us fools!!  Lil D wants his birthday party there in April....I may have to try to talk him out of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even lunch time and I am starving!!  But I have to make sure these 10 little boys have lunch before I can even think about eating, they are in the field remember so they cant remember or even attempt to pack their own lunches....oh did I mention I am kinda bitchy?!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; when I started typing this it was like 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hat making is going great.  I have a big pile ready for the home.  Friday night I purchased the square loom and am bringing that along to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt; so momma b and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Snot&lt;/span&gt; head can show me how to make a blanket.  If they are still game?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get back to work so maybe I can sneak out of here....which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; look too promising!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6279464826523498804?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6279464826523498804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6279464826523498804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6279464826523498804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6279464826523498804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-weekcould-we-skip-mondays.html' title='New week....could we skip Mondays?'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-204262005488325606</id><published>2009-02-25T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:42:38.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not functioning.......</title><content type='html'>Ok well I guess I am a huge drama queen or something.  I cannot function today....seriously at all.  There is no concentration here.....not even one ounce.  I look at my desk here at work and see 3 piles of things I should be doing plus can think of about 2 more that I need to do but I cannot function.  This blog thing is taking everything I have to put what I am feeling into typed words.  Actually I am feeling nothing, sad, mad, happy, absolutely nothing.  I should how ever be very excited and happy....I just joined a gym.  (See no exclamation point even)  Dont you think I would be happy to start working out and getting into shape, just because I need to and for the vacation....but whatever.  Maybe once I start I will get excited but everything that is happening around me sucks so I dont want to let it get me anymore down, which I dont think it could.  This is a very low point.....havent been this low since Big D had his first back surgery 2 years ago and we were trying to make ends meet.  I know I know we made it through that we will make it through this.....but he doesnt get to go back to work, he has to find something new, start all over with vacation and stuff.  He was going to get 5 weeks vacation this year.....but wham thats gone.  Ok so he gets some time off this summer now (thrid year in a row....I want a summer off!)  Can someone tell me why BAC is closing their doors but Big D is still working overtime every night and they asked him to work Saturday?  Of course he will work the overtime cause he/we want to take them for anything we can get but geez maybe some of that bull shit philosophy of theirs is why they are in the predicament they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now that is off my chest....I really need to get some work done or atleast try.  Have a great week....hoping for a better last part myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-204262005488325606?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/204262005488325606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=204262005488325606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/204262005488325606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/204262005488325606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-functioning.html' title='Not functioning.......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-156438676054912062</id><published>2009-02-24T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:29:08.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping busy....here's some of my hats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306462011629130930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRXFbFCVLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CPtOgJtr0jY/s320/hats+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRX0FlpOBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8u5gRTXCz5U/s1600-h/hats+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306462813314168850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRX0FlpOBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8u5gRTXCz5U/s320/hats+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok got to keep my mind busy...so here are some hats I have done so far.  The second picture is of the little baby hat for Pam compared to the regular sized hats.  I will make more of a boyish one too cause that fuzzy yellow had more pink in it than I thought, so I am prepared either way!!  My neighbor took one of the orange and blue ones I had made....but do you think Big D would wear one?!!  Well now I am off to make field maps....see keeping myself busy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRXlTyBOoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/W7lqwMyYSGw/s1600-h/hats+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRXS0U5RhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7lSjpuRjVbE/s1600-h/hats+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-156438676054912062?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/156438676054912062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=156438676054912062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/156438676054912062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/156438676054912062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/keeping-busyheres-some-of-my-hats.html' title='Keeping busy....here&apos;s some of my hats!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SaRXFbFCVLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CPtOgJtr0jY/s72-c/hats+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5201688859513592515</id><published>2009-02-24T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:58:46.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The economy can kiss my a$$!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I feel like I could puke on top of the butt explosions I have been having.  My husband Big D called me while I was sitting with the boys at the bus stop and said that they had a meeting sprung on them and that the plant would be closing by the end of June.  So he could lose his job at anytime.  What the hell....  There are about 300 people that work there.  Our community is small so with that amount of people looking for jobs besides the people who were already looking.....why!?!  This just totally sucks beyond belief.  My head is spinning, my stomach is churning, and all I keep thinking about it my kids.  We were doing so well, finally after 2 summers of back surgeries with Big D, made plans for a vacation and now get hit in the gut with this shitty news.  I am also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;premenstrual&lt;/span&gt; and that just adds to it.  The crying was all the way to work and off and on here at my desk.  If I keep myself busy, which today is not hard cause we are in the field again, its not as bad.  It just sucks that he has put all that time in there and this is what happens.  I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to blog about the hats I made and show pictures but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like it....so maybe later.  Well I have to get busy or I will start bawling again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5201688859513592515?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5201688859513592515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5201688859513592515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5201688859513592515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5201688859513592515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/economy-can-kiss-my.html' title='The economy can kiss my a$$!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2100441902013199884</id><published>2009-02-23T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:00:51.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I now know I am crazy......that is my problem!!!</title><content type='html'>Getting down about myself and just plain blah I thought was my problem...but I now know I am absolutely crazy!!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if any of you read the blog when I wore my shirt backwards all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; but I topped that yesterday at church.  Momma B be nice!!  Lets start from the beginning of the day.  We all got up at a great time...about 7:30.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; moving at lighting speed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to either.  Then when Big D told me he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; going to church that just pissed me off...so I took my time getting ready and then realized that oh my I have 5 min. to get to Melvin.  So I rush downstairs and rummage through the shoe basket and find the shoes (or so I thought) I needed.  We proceed to head out the door and get to church only about 5 min late.  Snot head also came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; and sat with us...that was so nice!!  Thanks!  Then after church I sit with Mid D for confirmation class.  After class as Momma B, Snot Head, Z, Mid D and I are chatting....out of the blue Z &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; "Are those 2 different shoes?"  Well by golly they most certainly are.  I wanted to cry but hey must laugh at our selves!!  At that point I was in a rush to get out of there so no one else would notice.  Of course Mid D and I laughed all the way home.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; wait to tell Big D what a moron I was/am!  I think it's their fault.....life with the 3 D's have made me mental!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; my story and I am sticking to it!  So now that you all have had another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; on my account...I can say that I am not the only person that has done that.  When I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jr&lt;/span&gt; high we had a chorus contest and of course my mom was like me and hung out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of the other moms, really only certain ones, out of no where my mom and 3 other moms start laughing and crying during our performance so it just through us off.  So afterwards we ask about it and well one of the moms had a dark blue shoe and a black shoe on.  In my defense this happens to the best of us!!  So I must be the best....of the crazy people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the hats....I now have 6 hats made for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; home and have made 4 more besides that.  I made the cutest baby hat last night for my friend Pam who is due in Sept.  I will have to post a picture of it when I get a chance.  I love doing it!!  I think I could make hats all night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get busy...the guys are in the field here so we are crazy.....but I am keeping it under control.....like I tell the guys....they have an award winning administrative coordinator working for them!  Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to tell them cause when they catch me on here doing other things besides work they make comments like "boy look at our award winning....she's not even working", "the criteria for the award must not be based on work" and on and on.  Got to love them...no really I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;!!  They just better be nice to me when its payroll Monday!!  Have a great week!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; you can stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;!!  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vervecca&lt;/span&gt; ;o) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2100441902013199884?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2100441902013199884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2100441902013199884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2100441902013199884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2100441902013199884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-now-know-i-am-crazythat-is-my-problem.html' title='I now know I am crazy......that is my problem!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4088846421673161142</id><published>2009-02-20T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:52:56.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a hat making machine.......</title><content type='html'>Yep I have made like 6 hats in the last 3 days.  So far I have only 2 to give to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; home....so I have got to get my butt in gear.  My boys liked them so much they each wanted one, then I started making this hat and immediately thought of Al Cat, so then I have to make each of her brothers hats.....now I need to make my niece a hat.. and so on.  I am going to try my looming at a scarf this weekend.  I really just love it....I can sit and watch my shows and just loom a way.  Big D kinda makes fun cause he is just that way but its something that I enjoy!  If he keeps it up I may have to let Momma B loose on him.  I would have pictures to show you but I have left my camera a work so maybe tonight I can get some pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about the rest of you...but today is totally dragging.  I had a conference call/meeting at 8 am so I had to make sure to get the boys on the bus and come straight to work.  The bus was on time for once so that helped a bunch.  That darn call lasted almost an hour and a half.  Talk about sleepy!!  Glad its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its sounding like we are getting some snow.  Kinda glad but kinda sad.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; really want anymore snow but boy is that money nice.  It will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; help with our vacation we have planned.  We are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; world in June!  I cannot wait!  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; think we were going to be able to but hey we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need savings do we?  Big D and I both felt that if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; do it soon that with the way the economy is that you never know!!  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get as much back in income tax as we were hoping but if we just put back the snow money we will have enough, we hope.  If not charge it right?!!  No seriously we will not use the credit card only if we absolutely have to.  Now I just have to get my butt moving and get some of this butt off.  I would also like to tan, well freckle really, but get some color so its not so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; that we are snow birds!!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;florida&lt;/span&gt; since I was 14.  My dads brother, Uncle David, lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bradenton&lt;/span&gt;/Sarasota.  Not sure if we will get to see all of the family but the main focus is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; world for the boys.  They cant wait.  It still feels like a dream, cant wait to see their faces! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4088846421673161142?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4088846421673161142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4088846421673161142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4088846421673161142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4088846421673161142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-hat-making-machine.html' title='I&apos;m a hat making machine.......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2426881768117255392</id><published>2009-02-16T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:07:41.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All done!!  Now guess whos moving........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZmz9l1BgfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4fLjkPqFa4U/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303467906913370610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZmz9l1BgfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4fLjkPqFa4U/s320/pictures+dec+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZmz9RDlK4I/AAAAAAAAADw/IMnHm4A55Qc/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303467901337283458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZmz9RDlK4I/AAAAAAAAADw/IMnHm4A55Qc/s320/pictures+dec+2008+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt; the remodel is all done we are moved into the living room and I have my house put back together! Yep we worked our butts off Friday night and all day Saturday. ( wish literally) So glad its over! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Couldnt&lt;/span&gt; believe the spider webs and dust bunnies showing after the remodel....kinda gross. but I dare you to find some now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got some news yesterday while grocery shopping.  Something we thought we would never hear again....ever, I mean ever....cause we wont do it again!  My in laws are moving again.  Oh yes again.  They were hesitate to call Big D and tell him cause by golly we are NOT doing it again.  Just cause we live the closest does not mean have to be their moving slaves.  Lets start from the beginning of the their moving adventures:  June 1994 they pack up and move to Vegas and we buy the falling apart house from them Sister T and husband S help them move out there, March 2001 we take 2 weeks vacation and drive out to Vegas, we took our time and site seen somethings the way there and way back, but during our 5 days in Vegas we had to move them in Vegas to a new house they bought in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pahrump&lt;/span&gt; about 50 min away, (need less to say I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;POed&lt;/span&gt; we had to do it on our visit with a 6 yr old and 10 mo. old), so onto Nov 2006  Big D was gone over Thanksgiving to move them all the way back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pahrump&lt;/span&gt;, we unpack them at Aunt C's, pack it back up and move them to the country house they rented and 6 mos later move them to the apt they are in now.   So that brings up to their current move to a house again in town.  Seriously with that news it just ruined the entire weekend we were having.  The 4 of us were having a great weekend getting things done and actually having a great time doing it and no one was fighting or being mean until then.  It was like a switch went off in Big D cause then I could do nothing right.  All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; his parents have to move AGAIN!  They said they were going to move the little stuff and then ask for help with the big stuff.  Well they have other kids and family that can take this time.  With Big D having 2 back surgeries he does not need to be moving anybody.  What he did for our house was nothing like moving a house full of furniture.  Big D was just taking it out on me for the frustration he was filling with his parents.  Honestly most of the time they are more of an annoyance/pain for him but they are his parents and loves them.  I really think most parents are that for their kids at some point!  So now we are just waiting to see if they ask us to help this time.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Received some great joyous and wonderful news today....Snot head is getting married!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;!!  Congrats to her and her now fiance!!  I think Momma B is happy and excited just as much as Snot Head is! That's kinda cool!  I cant wait to help in any way needed!  Like I told momma b I am at your service!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful day and week!  Hoping to myself, we'll see!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2426881768117255392?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2426881768117255392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2426881768117255392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2426881768117255392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2426881768117255392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-done-now-guess-whos-moving.html' title='All done!!  Now guess whos moving........'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZmz9l1BgfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4fLjkPqFa4U/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2768060465618445886</id><published>2009-02-13T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:15:32.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Lincoln.....the remodel is done!</title><content type='html'>Well start off with Happy birthday Lincoln!  He has been one of my favorite presidents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so to celebrate his birthday....we finished the living room.  Carpet was laid in the am and we go the furniture in the afternoon.....after a hell of a work out trying to get it in.  It was heavy...thank goodness for the neighbor.  Ya know I really cant stand him sometimes and then he does stuff to help and I re think it for a second and only a second, cause then he opens his mouth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it!!  the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sectional&lt;/span&gt; looked like it would fit in our living room cause it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; look that big in the store....their 100 ft x 100 ft building....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aahh&lt;/span&gt; it should fit in our living room.  Well nope not really.  So looks like we will take the wedge part back cause there is no way to keep the sectional together and see the TV from all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hte&lt;/span&gt; sitting areas.  If we did then my grandma with her walker and my dad in his wheel chair would not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;beable&lt;/span&gt; to get into the living room without scratching the walls or furniture.  Now with the family getting older we have to think of these things and how to be able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; a wheel chair.  Redoing the kitchen we made the back door bigger, the bathroom door and bathroom its self wheel chair accessible, and all the way into the living room.  No steps etc except one step into the house at the back door which we now have a portable ramp we bought.  So when its needed we just lay it down and up they go.  I found curtains at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; of all places yesterday.  I was just walking by not intending on getting curtains yesterday, I wanted to get the furniture in and then see kinda what color or type needed.  This deal was unbeatable.....2 panels, valance, and 2 tie backs were $12.98 a window.  The colors were perfect and I put white sheers behind so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to get mini blinds...something different.  They look great if I do say so myself.  I will have to post a picture to show you.  I put our new end tables together and they go great with the room too.  It just seems everything just came together.  We took back over $100 worth of stuff yesterday to  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; and spent that on misc stuff we needed to finish up with.  That was nice....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; spend any extra.  Big D was surprised about the curtains and really liked them.  My mother and father in law called and so did my parents to see if we got the carpet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt;.  I think they were all as excited as we were.  so the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;inlaws&lt;/span&gt; zoomed right up to check everything out.  They loved it and mom in law kept saying how cozy and warm it felt.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; exactly what I as looking for!  Yeah for the P!!!   If my dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; so much work to get loaded I think mom would have came up too.  She said they will come up this weekend.  So know its onto the rest of the house.  the weekend will be putting the rest of the house back in order and helping to get all of the garage stuff back out to the garage so I can have my house back.  Dee dog would not even come into the living room last night....like she was afraid of the new stuff.  So we thought wow we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to worry about her getting on the couch and stuff......until this morning.  She had made herself at home on the new couch.  So looks like we will be laying blankets down on it at night......I love her but really!!  She is 11.5 yrs old so there is no breaking her of that now....oh well....she's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day...a day early!  I get to go help with Dalton's classes party today.  He is excited!  I am suppose to have come up with a game...with everything going on this week I totally forgot!  I know I know....there is not excuse!  So I will get off here and start searching the web for one!  Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2768060465618445886?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2768060465618445886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2768060465618445886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2768060465618445886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2768060465618445886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-lincolnthe-remodel-is.html' title='Happy birthday Lincoln.....the remodel is done!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-7528030659659021503</id><published>2009-02-10T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:04:16.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news......and then theres yarn</title><content type='html'>When we got home from mid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; game last night we had a message on the machine that said our furniture was in.  Yep all of it was in and ready to be picked up.  But carpet will not be laid until Thursday......I really want the furniture as soon as the carpet is down but see that would mean I would have to take the trailer myself to pick it up and if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strapped&lt;/span&gt; down good enough and something happened....not me, see if Darrin would do it than I could give him the right act.  The guilt would tear me up.  So maybe right after he gets off work Thursday he can run, not literally, and pick it up....I hope!  About the guilt thing, Big D used to run in Demolition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Derbys&lt;/span&gt; all summer.  We used to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; 10-12 a summer.  I learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; about cars those years.  The summer before we were getting married he had gotten second place at a demo and won like three hundred dollars.  Being at a demo the white envelope he got the money in was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nasty&lt;/span&gt; dirty muddy envelope by the time we got home.  I had seen him put money in his wallet, assuming, it was the entire amount.  The next day was my day off so I was cleaning the house and while cleaning I proceeded to throw away that nasty by then stinky envelope.  A few days later we were in the mall and big D asked what happened to that envelope and I told him I threw it away.  His mouth fell to the floor.....it still had two hundred dollars in it.  No no no is all I could think.....then he gave me the silent treatment.  I told him I would give him two hundred dollars out of my savings (still money from the wreck) but he said it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be the same.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; go threw the trash at home cause it was already picked up by the garbage man....even worse!  I still have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; lived that down and yes I do make sure to look in envelopes or cards and such before I throw things away.  I learned a very hard and expensive lesson!!  the guilt still tugs at me ever so often and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; when Big D has to bring it up.  It's not like he has never made a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; during my preteen years and a total of 7 years I took piano lessons.  did pretty good and loved it.  I used to go to the little old lady on the corners house to use her piano to practice cause we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have one at home.  It was a treat to get to the piano in her house....I guess really not if you stayed on the path cause there was no turning around once you started! :O)  God love her!  Her name was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Willamina&lt;/span&gt; and we called her Billy.  After I would practice for an hour or more she would have me sit with her and have the pie she made that day.  I loved her lemon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;marange&lt;/span&gt; pie....that was the best.  She was also very very musical and played the piano like it was nothing.  I could sit and watch her play for hours.  At the time she was in her 70's and started failing a year or so later and we looked at other resorts and found me an up right black piano and I had to have it in my bedroom.  Mom and dads house was only a 3 bedroom, eat in kitchen, living room, and 1 bath house.  There was no room for a piano but if I wanted it....I had to make room.  So we got rid of up right dresser and shoved the piano in the corner.  The bench would hit my bed when it was pulled out to sit to play.  Had no closets so there was a   wardrobe thing and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; open the doors all the way cause of the piano.  It was in there til I was 17.  Boy talking about Billy really brings back memories.....playing across the backyards, mom and dads old garage, well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if we could call it a garage, there was no door and never housed a car, playing basketball on the back of that garage, my first kiss with Big D was back there.  Why did I want to grow up so bad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have the worries of bills, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;employment&lt;/span&gt;, medical things, kids, (not that I am complaining I was able to have kids and love them to pieces) and all the other stresses of being a "grown up".  I want to be little again.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; back to why I started talking about a piano.  See this guy I work with has a piano and will give it to me FREE but needs tuning.  No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt;, I can work with that.  Well Big D has always told me no but I will be damned if he gets all these tools and pretty much everything he wants (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why we cant park in the garage) but he will tell me no on a piano.  He as so much went behind my back and called the guy I work with and said that another guy in town wants that piano.  So Big D is going with this guy from town to get it this weekend it sounds.  I was beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; at Big D last night that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; even look at him.  The first thing that popped into my head was how much right then and there he was acting like his mother.  I know she is my mother n law so I gotta love her and do, but she has got to be the most selfish person I know.....I thought until Big D pulled his thing last night.  I could sit and type about this all day and night and still not get my point across on how I feel about this.  So I will just leave it at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing more laundry and picking up what I could down stairs I headed for bed but not before a nice hot scolding bath to try to get rid of some rolled up stress....and if I had to share a bed with my stress I had better try to relax a bit.  After the burning red skinned bath I started working more on the hat I was making.  Big D was getting upset that I was shaking the bed but I ignored him, pretty much like what he had down to me about the piano.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I know I said I would drop it but see the scolding hot bath &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get rid of all of the stress and anger I was holding in.  The shaking I was doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; from looming it was from that damn fuzzy yarn.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how you do it momma b but for some reason that yarn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; like me and does not want me to pull any out.  I mean it, it likes grabs it back and tries to pull it all back in.  No seriously I think it is alive.....it scares me.  So yes I was shaking the bed cause I was fighting with the yarn....kinda a sight!  So as with snot head I may have to get those flowers or stars things to wrap my yarn on so I do not have to have a yarn war!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note does anyone else have headaches when the weather changes?  Boy I have had a killer one today.  If I could keep my eyes closed it was much better....but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; look good sitting at my desk with my eyes shut.  2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;advil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; seem to be taking it all away...may need some stronger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;....a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;bottle&lt;/span&gt; maybe!  No maybe 3 next time.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;aaahh&lt;/span&gt;!  At least the boss is gone this afternoon and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to listen to him cuss his computer, which he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; cuss his computer because 99.9% of the time its operator error.  He is that way with the copy machine, which I love cause it can do about anything, and the fax machine too.   He is short fused so I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt; on the days that me or AC are not here that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; smash things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;gost&lt;/span&gt; to get busy!  Talk later take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-7528030659659021503?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7528030659659021503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=7528030659659021503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7528030659659021503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7528030659659021503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-newsand-then-theres-yarn.html' title='Good news......and then theres yarn'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-7884343958163256780</id><published>2009-02-09T08:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:08:22.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN do it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Boy was I glad for the weekend! After work Friday night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;, T, Al, me, and Mid D ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rantucky&lt;/span&gt; for supper and then to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt; for groceries and of course cant forget Mid D's shoes he just had to have a new pair. We had a good time as usual. The kids, this time especially Al, kept us very entertained! When we all got home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; was missing a kid and I had an extra....Mr B stayed all night with us! It was cute cause Lil D will not go to sleep until I get home if I have somewhere to go but by golly Mr B was snoring! He was a tired guy! So we all get up early, well some what early, on Saturday for Mid D's game. We all ran him to the bus and then the rest of us went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; for a drink and to H&amp;amp;R to sign our taxes and then to wash the suburban. On the way to Colfax....Big D and I were just talking away and next thing we know we see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cooksville&lt;/span&gt;....if you live around here you would know we missed our turn for Colfax. So we got to the game a few minutes late. Mid D had just gotten in so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; miss any of his playing time. So with my running done on Friday night we all just came home after the game and got working on the living room trim. Finally the windows are done and he got the front hall all put back together. The only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trimming&lt;/span&gt; we have to do is the crown molding but that can be done after carpet as well. Our carpet is coming on Thursday this week....cant wait! Well on to Sunday. Mid D and I went to church and confirmation. As soon as that was over I ran him home and headed down for coffee with momma b and snot head. It was great timing cause we both pulled in at the same time. We had about 2 hours to chit chat eat and give me a good teaching on making hats. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt; I CAN do it! I finished the hat last night and started a new one. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300814402628254050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZBGnUDueWI/AAAAAAAAADo/leBwqWrBmr0/s320/pictures+dec+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After coffee I ran to our little store in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and got me some yarn and am borrowing a loom from momma b til I can get to hobby lobby and get my own stash. Cant wait! A good friend of mine is having a baby in Sept and I could make a blanket.....if snot head will show me how to. She was working on one yesterday and it will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! Doing this kind of thing makes me feel like I am doing something for someone besides just buying something. A thing home made to me is so much more than a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;boughten&lt;/span&gt; thing sometimes. The time it takes and the labor put in to it means they were thinking of you while doing it. Although I got this cutest thing from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Satruday&lt;/span&gt;. She had gotten me a crock for dog treats for Dee and it is the cutest thing ever!! It looks great on my counter and I just smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I see it! Thanks!!! After finishing the hat last night I showed it to Big D, now remember not romantic or anything close to showing a tad of sensitivity, I also told him it would fit his melon and he told me that I would never see his melon in it. Boy what a butt....so I take it out side and show the neighbor what I had created and he said he wants one and really liked it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; was not expecting that reaction from him....oh but he did add a comment on how I should have been doing house work not sitting on my butt making things. See he does have a nice side but always ruins it with the sarcastic side!! He was joking but he just cant leave it alone with the compliment he has to crush it with his rude comments! When will I learn?!! :O) So tonight we have Mid D's last basketball game....where did the time go? I guess I should be glad its over cause now we are signing up for baseball this weekend. We will have a few weeks before that starts....I hope! Well have a great Monday and take Care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-7884343958163256780?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7884343958163256780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=7884343958163256780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7884343958163256780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7884343958163256780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-do-it.html' title='I CAN do it!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SZBGnUDueWI/AAAAAAAAADo/leBwqWrBmr0/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-7209409280104928719</id><published>2009-02-05T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:08:57.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Friday yet?!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about the rest of you guys but this week has drug on and on and on and on......  Lil D was a little upset with me yesterday cause I could have swore it was Thursday and the calendar was pizza and he was eating at school, so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; pack him a lunch.  When he got home....he was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;.  It was sloppy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt; at school and he doe not like sloppy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt; at all.  Oops my bad!!  I felt really bad.  I mean all day I was writing the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; on everything here at work.....I guess I was just hoping it was Thursday...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our living remodel is down to the wire now.  We are having carpet laid next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thrusday&lt;/span&gt; and its by fashion shop.  The ended up being half of the most expensive carpet at flooring depot.  Yeah!!  So it will be in Monday and they will out to lay it Thursday!  So that night I am planning on moving the TV and cabinet with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stero&lt;/span&gt; etc into the room.  The furniture wont be in for a couple weeks so we will just move the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;loveseat&lt;/span&gt; from the dinning room back it for now.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; want to get the dinning room back up to speed and looking like it should.  So tonight Big D and the neighbor are running to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; to get the sub flooring we need to have down before they come to lay the carpet.  So guess what we will be doing this weekend?!!  Would also like to get all the trim up before carpet as well...but see Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ambishes&lt;/span&gt; here lately.  He has been wiped with the snow plowing and such and trying to work on the room.  On top of that with games and such we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been home much it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; seem.  So while Big D and the neighbor are gone the boys and I will party at home.  No really they will do what ever and I will stain crown molding and get the stain stuff put away.  Yeah another step down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned our tax stuff in yesterday.  So now its just a waiting game to hear back from h&amp;amp;r.   Hopefully in a couple weeks we will have the money!!  It's mostly spent anyways but just have it to pay those things off will be wonderful.  I hate having those bills over my head....especially the hospital bills.  yep we still have a couple bills from Big D's last back surgery.  Its like you think just the bill from the hospital would be it but no....radiology, labs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;anesthesiology&lt;/span&gt;, and on and on.  Why are they all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt;....it just gets me mad even thinking about it.  We have insurance thank goodness but sometimes dealing with them is a bitch and then trying to be the middle man between them and the hospital.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I will be so glad when they are all paid and hopefully Big D will not have have another surgery for quiet a while.  His back is great finally but now his knee is hurting pretty bad.  He went to the doctor last year for it as well and they said its just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;cartilage&lt;/span&gt; is wearing down.  They could inject him with chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;cartilage&lt;/span&gt; but insurance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; pay for it.  Well that made up our minds quick.  He is suppose to take like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;advil&lt;/span&gt; but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow Mid D has basketball practice at 6 am to 8am.  Wow...they expect those boys to be bright eyed and bushy tailed that early??  I know I wont have a problem getting Mid D up he will probably beat us all up and have his shower and breakfast done before we roll out of bed.  I tell ya he is my worry wart!  Cant stand to be late for anything (me too) but when it comes to Big D being involved....count on being somewhat late!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; is going to grab Mid D on her way to work in the AM cause she has to be at work at 6 so it works out great.  Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have make sure hes up.  I will get up with Mid D to make sure he has everything.  We then have a game on Saturday morning at 9.  He has to be on the bus at 8am.  No sleeping in but hey I love the games!!  I cant believe this season is over.  This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;satruday&lt;/span&gt; and next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; is sign up for soccer and baseball.  I have one that is a big baseball guy, Mid D.  He has played since he was very little!  The positions he plays are:  third base, first base, catcher, and pitcher.  He is really a great catcher and basemen.  His pitching is coming along.  Last year was his first year trying pitching and done a pretty good job.  I know I know I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; biased!!   Now Lil D is undecided about which he wants to play.  They over lap so we told him only one.  He asked me which he should play and I told him it was up to what he wanted.  I would like to see him play baseball cause he was good last year but he is just not sure.  He may look like me but he sure acts like his father.  Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; make up his mind for nothing.  So Lil D will have to decide in a few days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its just about lunch time and I am really getting hungry.  I can get a little mean when I get hungry...just ask my family they will tell ya!!  Looking forward to coffee on Sunday with the gals!  Its nice to talk and relax!!  Take Care!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-7209409280104928719?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7209409280104928719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=7209409280104928719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7209409280104928719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7209409280104928719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-friday-yet.html' title='Is it Friday yet?!!!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-384849836323523655</id><published>2009-02-02T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:25:31.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snot head says laugh at yourself......</title><content type='html'>Well guess I can laugh at myself now that i am in less pain.  Had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; birthday in a very long time last week.  Getting ready for Mid D's game saturday I am heading downstairs with my hands full and remember I had put somethings on the bottom few steps to take upstairs (which everyone walked over including myself).  As I am remember which side that the stuff is on I then remember I had put the smoke detector on the opposite side of the step to hang it up in the front hall when the paint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dried&lt;/span&gt; (like 2 days ago).  As I am remembering the smoke detector I step on it with my left foot and from that point not sure exactly what happened.  Everything in my hands went flying and my right foot ended up by my right ear.  Really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know I was still that flexible....well I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; cause wow am I sore!  Well after that I was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;worried&lt;/span&gt; about Mid D being late so I threw my shoes on and we left.  Sitting at his game my left foot started throbbing...well come to find out my ankle was swollen and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; walk but on my toes.  Talk about looking funny!  After Mid D's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; game &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; the four of us ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; to hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; up for just a few things and price carpet.  Well after a nice lunch we go to price carpet and find what we want.  Big D was surprised at what is was going to cost but I knew and had a figure what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to go over.  So they are going to come and get the exact measurements (wont take ours) and then will set a date to lay it.  Yeah!!  Well head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;menard&lt;/span&gt; by then my foot is killing me and the way I was walking must have been hilarious!  I left Big D in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; so I could go out to the car and put my foot up.  That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; last long cause he must have been done shopping cause he was out with in minutes!  Well we are pulling out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; and he see furniture row.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; should we go price furniture?  Well I guess that would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; cause I could sit and say I am testing the recliners and such right?!!  So about 2 hours later we are walking out with paper in hand showing what we had just ordered......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thank goodness&lt;/span&gt; for 0% and no payments, is all I have to say!  No see I was not expecting that cost to be that high and Big D was so expecting what the cost was.  So we were opposite on what the two of us were thinking.  The furniture will be in in about 3 weeks.....but during the venture of the furniture I was sitting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt; all the recliners I could.  Big D laughed at me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; in there.  See I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell him about me sliding/falling down the stairs until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt;.  I knew he would say it was my fault and I knew it was my fault for leaving stuff on the stairs so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to hear him give me a hard time.  But I have to admit if someone would have had a camera the picture of what I ended up like would have been priceless!!  Today I can actually walk on my foot but not 100% pressure so kinda flat footed....so again pretty funny cause the guys here have made their wise cracks....but I am not just walking on my toes!!  My ankle is still swollen but not as much as it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; night.  Big D told me I probably needed to stay off of it but then on Sunday after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;chruch&lt;/span&gt; and confirmation he was waiting on me to get changed and help him put up the baseboard and stain more trim.  Oh I also had to get the laundry from up stairs and get it going too.  But I was suppose to stay off of it....not a chance!  Well tonight Mid D has practice til 5:30 and then I have a board meeting at 7.  No rest for the weary!  Big D should be able to put up the window trim cause I have it all stained.  So he cant say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; do my part!!  All I have left to stain is the crown molding.  YEAH!!!  Oh for the furniture I always wanted a sectional cause we have enough room.  Leather would be nice too!  Well we just so happen to have found a leather/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;saude&lt;/span&gt; sectional....actually 3 pieces so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to use it as a sectional if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to at some point.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; like the matching recliner....see we not small people so we have to make sure our butts fit nicely and with Big D being over 6' really need a big mans chair.  So we found a recliner that was cheaper and really closely matched the color.  I told Big D we could just use the mix match end tables that we have until we find something...but he said we are not putting those back in there and so I showed him a sit I really liked and we ended up ordering them too.  The only thing we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get was an entertainment center but the cost of the those to fit around our TV was right at $1000 and there was no way we could do that on top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; right now.  So maybe next year or when we hit the lottery.....but see to win the lottery you have to play and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; play so no chance in that!!!  When the sales lady was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ringing&lt;/span&gt; up the grand total of the furniture and Big D was content with it I was getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; nauseous and thought maybe I was going to have to run to the bathroom.  I hate spending money and when I see that kind of figure I freak!!  Going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; and spending $100 scares me let alone thousands of dollars......I am getting a belly ache thinking about it.  Big D keeps telling me that we have not had new furniture its always been auction buys and we have done good that way....usually things matched and looked nice and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; spend much either.  We deserve this being our last room.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but wow that much right now?!!  When we first got married I had bought a new couch and recliner from fashion shop(our little towns furniture/carpet etc store) with money I received as a settlement from a car accident that Big D and I were in.  I had had 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt; on my upper lip, 6 down the tip of my hose, and 3 on my eye brow, also a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;concussion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;bruise&lt;/span&gt; everywhere.  Could you tell I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; wearing my seat belt and the cuts on my face were from the windshield?  My nose went through the windshield so that is why it was laid open.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; remember much of the accident but just a flash of white and then red and then I woke up in the ambulance with Big D at my feet and he told me we had a fender bender.  Then of course I blacked out again and was in and out at the hospital, woke up in the cat scan, then when they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;annoucned&lt;/span&gt; my parents were there and just in and out from there.  I do remember the stitches cause he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; numb my face.....the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;doctore&lt;/span&gt; let me cuss at him...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; he knew it hurt!!  Not much of a scare left so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; good! See this guy and his girlfriend pulled out in front of us.  We were heading south on the prospect at the intersection of olympian drive before there were stop lights, and there was a white car heading north and couldnt make up its mind if they wanted to turn west or go north and the little red car behind them got tired and turned west right infront of us.  We were going 60 or so and Big D tried to miss them but hit right behind the passengers door.  We were actually on TV, a camera crew was on scene and taped the loading and such of the wreckage.  The bad thing was Big D and I just bought that truck 8 days before the accident.  Kinda a cute truck!  Big D said after the wreck was siad and done the guy was caring around his girlfriend...not good.  She was way worse off then I was.  I know they had to wire her jaw shut and there were quiet a few internal problems.  So instead of taking that guy to court his insurance company tried and did settle with me.  Not a way to get extra cash but boy did it help with the furniture, wedding ( i paid for the reception pretty much and the girls shoes and jewelry etc.), curtains, and a down payment on a car, my first and only brand new vehicle.  I was so proud!!  The accident was in sept 1993.....seems like forever ago!!  Well I have been rambling so much so best get busy....dont want to but I guess it would look good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note....if you would you pleae keep Vervecca and her family in your thoughts and prays.  Her uncle passed away on Saturday evening.  He had been in the hospital from the sunday before and now is not suffering or hurting.  He now has his wings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-384849836323523655?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/384849836323523655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=384849836323523655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/384849836323523655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/384849836323523655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/02/snot-head-says-laugh-at-yourself.html' title='Snot head says laugh at yourself......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4755463267266693268</id><published>2009-01-29T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:31:26.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthday suprises......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well was awaken by the Big D to kiss me good bye and wish me a happy birthday. What a way to wake up. He is by no means romantic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; just him but sometimes those little things are huge! Loved it and love him! Get a call about 7 am from mom to wish me a happy birthday and I wish her back a happy anniversary. Then at work as soon as I walk in they start singing to me, they really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have....no seriously they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need to quit their day jobs!!  So off to check email, I have like 5 emails and lots of people on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; wishing me happy birthday. By then I must have already been glowing (like when you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; glowing) cause I was feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; blessed. Then about 10 am I get this delivery from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; forever friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;damily&lt;/span&gt; filled with all my favorite stuff. Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;reeses&lt;/span&gt;), cappuccino packet, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;illinoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296813205345624530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYIPi-o5YdI/AAAAAAAAADg/_wCOuRKdv1Y/s320/pictures+dec+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;s car coaster, cookies, body butter (that sounds kinda kinky), shower gel, and a candle. How cool!! I did just open it just now cause I wanted to see what some of the gels and such were. It was so pretty! Plus its a gorgeous basket and I have a place for it by the front door for gloves and hats!! Tanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and family!!   Then for lunch she took me to Subway and we actually got to sit in there and eat and she even got us cookies!!  One of my coworkers wives (JD) made a chocolate chip cheese cake and a lemon cake for today.  I honestly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; ask for a better birthday this year.  You all have mad it wonderful!  Best I have had in a very very long time!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wore my new fuzzy socks around the house last night and boy were they warm and fuzzy!  I am so proud of them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; wait to get home and wear them.  We got our hair cut last night and with my hair being long she usually just blow dries it quick so its still wet when we leave so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;byt&lt;/span&gt; the time we got home I was freezing so the warmness of the socks was will worth the wait!!  So they are all ready for me tonight!!  I finally had a little sit down time and put all my sewing stuff in my new tote and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;organized&lt;/span&gt; it with what stuff I did have which was not a lot.  We can almost see the dining room table so hey one of these nights I will start playing with my sewing machine!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK enough rambling hope you all have a wonderful rest of the day and evening!  Take Care!!&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/8299452667224238852-4755463267266693268?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4755463267266693268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4755463267266693268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4755463267266693268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4755463267266693268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-birthday-suprises.html' title='More Birthday suprises......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYIPi-o5YdI/AAAAAAAAADg/_wCOuRKdv1Y/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2310073688918751146</id><published>2009-01-28T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:43:18.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sooo thankful for my friends: new and old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well some of you may know tomorrow is my birthday. I have shared this day with my parents wedding anniversary (37th this year) (born on their 3rd anniversary) and my dads birthday (62)  which is the next day. So I am used to it and the family has tried to separate each day but usually have celebrated together. No big deal to me. I would rather give for my dads birthday and their anniversary than receive for my birthday. Mom Monday night called and asked if I needed anything...like bras or anything for my birthday. Well I had just bought another bra over the weekend (thank goodness for safety gift cards from work) so no I have enough of them and really couldnt think of anything else that I need. All I could think about was what the boys needed, jeans, socks so I couldnt tell her anything. So usually the day comes and goes which is fine with me. But this year has been different and in such a good, no great, no, in a way I couldnt describe in words how much it means to me. Well last week Vervecca said to mark on my calendar for the 29th that we were to do lunch that day....she was buying cause she says she wanted to take me out for my b day. Yeah!! Then on Saturday at Mid D's basketball game Z's mom pulls me a side and asks me to come outside with her....kinda scared me cause I thought maybe she was gonna actually kidnap me (oh that might be nice) to syndey with the sticky fly paper (from facebook) and proceeds to hand me a tote and says open it its for your birthday. Oh man.....I really could have let the water works flow. She had gotten some sewing things for my "new" sewing machine. All of which I didnt have and what I did have was my grandmas and of course its been used and abused....made my day even better than it could be......gosh what a wonderful gesture.....love ya! Now today...was in a really kinda rotten mood but now sooo much the opposite. I had just gotten back with my big mac...yep got me a big mac and large dt coke....see I got a dt coke with my big mac....I could have gotten a coke so I say that off sets it right? No I know it doesnt but in my mind right at this moment it does so do NOT argue with me!! Anyways....just got back and had already eaten when this cutie walked into the office and I couldnt believe what I seen. It was Z's mom's sister (aka snot head) with this cute (like her) pink and white bag and said it was for me for my b day. I called her a butt....see the pms thing was still there....but by no means meant it. She had made me some gorgeous fuzzy socks...(see below...goregous I tell ya) yep made them and a calendar called "getting in touch with your inner bitch" oh now come on doesnt that just fit the pms thing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296429380241993282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCydatELkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iyuAraOvafQ/s320/pictures+dec+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It soooo made my day more than she could ever had imagined! While she was here I didnt get to read the card and did right after she left, love it and yes when things slow down will definately look you up to show me how this stuff is done!!  Of course have tears ....still have tears cause of the wonderful women I have gotten know here recently and for the friends I had and still have. My life could not be any more blessed than it is with the friends I have been given! I hope I can be just as good of friends to you all as you have to me...new and old! I dont think I can get across what you all mean to me in words and gestures....but I will give it a try. You guys are the best in the world and everyone should alwasy be nice and loving to you cause if not I will have to get my inner bitch out and use it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well must get back to work....not sure if I can concentrate cause I am just sooo happy and tingly inside!  thanks again too all of you!  You rock!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8299452667224238852-2310073688918751146?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2310073688918751146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2310073688918751146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2310073688918751146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2310073688918751146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-sooo-thankful-for-my-friends-new.html' title='I am sooo thankful for my friends: new and old!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCydatELkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iyuAraOvafQ/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-636937124754883906</id><published>2009-01-28T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:48:45.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>During, and after paint....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXzMWmsUI/AAAAAAAAADI/B2kGMPmlvTM/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296400067532861762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXzMWmsUI/AAAAAAAAADI/B2kGMPmlvTM/s320/pictures+dec+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After paint.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXy0utRVI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwxUtV5xDSk/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296400061191505234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXy0utRVI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwxUtV5xDSk/s320/pictures+dec+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before paint.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXyWnuDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4sngCsTGpbQ/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296400053109132642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXyWnuDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4sngCsTGpbQ/s320/pictures+dec+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After paint......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXyZ2kiuI/AAAAAAAAACw/OBPrbMGGiuU/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296400053976730338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXyZ2kiuI/AAAAAAAAACw/OBPrbMGGiuU/s320/pictures+dec+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before paint......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXx5UKspI/AAAAAAAAACo/5C6-sJKpcFA/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296400045242495634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXx5UKspI/AAAAAAAAACo/5C6-sJKpcFA/s320/pictures+dec+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we somewhat arched the door way and before dry wall.  I think it really adds to the house.  We have done that to all the doors ways downstairs that do not have a door.  Once we get the trim stained and up I will take more pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big D and I took yesterday off to get busy painting.  Seems we never have time and we wanted so much to get that step out of the way.  So we took the boys to school and came right back and got started.  It took us 2 and a half hours just to prim the room.  Boy did it dry quick and then it was on to the ceiling.  I can sure tell Big D let me do the rolling on the ceiling both for the primer and paint.  My neck sure appreciated it!  Well after the ceiling paint....we ate some lunch and onto the paint...that is when you really see the final picture.  I love it.  The pictures above do not do it justice.  Its not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; of a brown more of a comfortable brown.  so tonight before hair cuts we are going to get the trim in and start staining.  We have even splurged and got crown molding.  We were going to wait but hell its only money right!  (which we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have)  What scares me is carpet.  I have been looking through ads and on the web and dang.....its going to hurt.  The room is so big.  I guess I should complain about the size but its just gonna cost out the butt!  When we were painting Big D did the trimming and with one of those edgers...hell that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; work and left a white line where the ceiling meets the wall.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; look good at all....so I took a brush and hand did the edge and it does look better but there again my body appreciated it!  The room is almost 10' tall so I had to stand on the next to top step on the ladder and of course I get wobbly and my whole body just tightens up....why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know cause there was nothing to hold onto cause I was holding a brush in one hand the tray in the other.  So yes I guess I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whiney&lt;/span&gt; baby cause my whole body hurts and I have a killer headache and oh by the way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pmsing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I think I am gonna leave here and grab some chocolate for lunch!  No.....maybe a big mac!  Take Care all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-636937124754883906?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/636937124754883906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=636937124754883906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/636937124754883906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/636937124754883906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/during-and-after-paint.html' title='During, and after paint....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SYCXzMWmsUI/AAAAAAAAADI/B2kGMPmlvTM/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1781285399491690819</id><published>2009-01-22T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:27:15.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo hooo lets clean!!!</title><content type='html'>Well Danny finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt;/sanding the dry wall last night and textured the ceiling.  That really made it feel real seeing the ceiling textured.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; excited!!  So tonight we will be cleaning....getting the room ready for paint and then cleaning the other rooms downstairs because the plastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stay on the doorways so when Danny sanded the drywall dust is EVERYWHERE!!!!  My hardwood floors look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; bad at the doorways to the living room....so will have lots of work to do.  With that in mind...the kids may just have cereal or frozen pizzas for supper!  The last venture to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt; I had picked up 2 color swatches cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; decide which one.  I brought them home to show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; cause if Big D had to decide we will still be there today and end up with grey.  For some reason he is infatuated with grey....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hence&lt;/span&gt; our house color.  The inside of the house.....I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even ask him anymore.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; even decide on the counter top for the kitchen let alone a wall color.  The dinning room has color and am kinda proud of the way it turned out.  Never thought I would use red...but it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; grew on me.  Big D's Auntie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bev&lt;/span&gt; was over before we put the chair rail and trim up and just seen the paint on the walls and her loving self says "who the hell picked out these colors?"  Got to love her!  But once we had the trim etc done she really really liked it.  Anyways back to the color swatches.....I forgot to take them out of my pocket and washed the jeans.  So the swatches came out in pieces all over the clothes in that load....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yippy&lt;/span&gt; for me!  So now looking like after our company paid banquet Sunday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and Mattie will meet us at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;menards&lt;/span&gt; to help me pick out the color.  Hope so!  Yep Mattie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; get to go to the banquet too cause I get the honors of working with Mattie everyday!  He has been working here for almost a year.....some could say a long year :O)!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight Mid D has practice and thank heavens for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;....she is picking D and T up!  So I wont get the silent treatment for me not being home right after work to help get the room cleaned up (for the third time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our big TV back last night....only a small board on the back that went out.  But that money was going to get the trim and such but guess we will just have to pull that money of the my a$$!  Got to love it......never goes as planned but hey what can we do about it  but deal with it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night Mid D has a dance/party at school.  So me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; are taken the kiddies there and just hanging out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;......over  the rainbow!  There is no school too so I am taking the afternoon off and hopefully I can get the rest of the house dusted and cleaned.  I really need to start at the ceiling in every room and work my way to the floor.  Any helpers volunteering??  I am sure my boys would be glad to help.....yeah right not in this life time!  It is has something to do with a power tool they are all over it.....kinda like their dad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well starving and heading out for lunch.....since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;vervecca&lt;/span&gt; wont share toxic hell!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1781285399491690819?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1781285399491690819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1781285399491690819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1781285399491690819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1781285399491690819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoo-hooo-lets-clean.html' title='Whoo hooo lets clean!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-477429649372369228</id><published>2009-01-20T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:53:59.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrels like fries too.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SXXwxMIdloI/AAAAAAAAAB4/riPxjyK-ec4/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293401664904861314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SXXwxMIdloI/AAAAAAAAAB4/riPxjyK-ec4/s320/pictures+dec+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SXXwxC6f7MI/AAAAAAAAABw/wNe9YLoZ8tc/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293401662430375106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SXXwxC6f7MI/AAAAAAAAABw/wNe9YLoZ8tc/s320/pictures+dec+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday the boys grabbed lunch and sat at the south park in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and ate.  We like to go there cause the squirrels usually come down and we throw them some snacks.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I have done that quiet a few times too.  So this time I had my camera and took some pictures.  These cuties were coming right up side the suburban.....Lil D and loved it...I think Mid D could have cared less, as long as he got something to eat.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Arent&lt;/span&gt; they cute?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was a very relaxing evening for us.  Had Big D run to the store for me for some groceries since I usually seem to not do it right cause I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to read his mind...another story.   So for supper I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; in the mood to cook and he said he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; so we decided to just get chicken...yep fried chicken.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; do that that often....it was really good too.  Lil D ate a leg and 2 wings....may not be much for that skinny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;minny&lt;/span&gt; he ate quiet a bit along with his big bowl of grapes and a hand full of baby carrots.  I continued doing laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, and had the boys ready for bed at 8:15.  Danny did drop in and mud/sand, while Big D was in there with him I took the opportunity to also go up to bed at 8:15 with the intention to read.  So Big D had to stay up and wait until Danny left this time and he left at 9, so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; like last week when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt; stayed until 10:30.  But anyways I did get to read and for about an hour and a half.  Really nice!!  It was my grandmas birthday too so I called her and we talked for 25 min.  She was taken out for lunch by my mom, dad, and Mid D and Lil D.  She said she had a great time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; get over how the boys are growing up and how much they helped her and my dad get around yesterday.  It's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; that they behaved well for them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Big D and I were not there.  Why is it that our kids misbehave with the parents but with others they are as good as gold?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well best get back to work, I seem to always say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; I?!!  Have a great day!&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/8299452667224238852-477429649372369228?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/477429649372369228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=477429649372369228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/477429649372369228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/477429649372369228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/squirrels-like-fries-too.html' title='Squirrels like fries too.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SXXwxMIdloI/AAAAAAAAAB4/riPxjyK-ec4/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3404565311911924324</id><published>2009-01-19T09:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:18:08.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it pours.....</title><content type='html'>After the exciting little bit of a time off from work, its kinda nice to get back into somewhat of a routine.  When my boys were babies routines were everything.  Nap time, bed time, bottle time, bath time, etc etc etc and it made my life a heck of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; easier/normal.  My grandma always said that those routines helped even the babysitters.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; there was one babysitter that made a year of our lives hell....literally!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; another story....for later!  The routine today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; start out as a normal day.....Mid D was staying all night with TH and ZN in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; so that meant I had to find someone to watch Lil D or he was going to work with me..EEK!  Well remembering my mother works at the U of I and since it was a somewhat holiday maybe she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to work either!  Well she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;!  So I asked Lil D if he just wanted to stay the night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mamma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pappas&lt;/span&gt; and he said that would be great then he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to get up early.  sound great to me....so Big D and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have any kids after 2 pm yesterday!!  Wow was it quiet.....kinda missing them so of course I call Mid D's cell, no answer and then I call my moms and Lil D said just a few quick words cause he was playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;.  Big D was at the neighbors helping him for a bit.....so the dog and I were all alone......alone.....whats that?!  So the laundry and I had some goes and really accomplished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; it seemed until I ventured out of the toy/laundry room to see the mess of a house that is beyond that doorway.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!  Almost done....if Danny comes back 3 nights this week he will be done and that means PAINT!!  Yes paint...I love painting and would change the colors of my rooms once a month if Big D would let me....I guess that sounds as if I have to ask him...really I tell him.  As soon as the living room it put back together I am going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tackle&lt;/span&gt; the toy/laundry room.  Cant stand the sage anymore.....not sure what color but PAINT!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; know it yet but I am hoping that she will help!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; back to the reason why I wanted to blog today.....got home Saturday from a little adventure with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Fairbury&lt;/span&gt; to browse...got the boys lunch.....myself lunch.....got stuff for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; ready for supper....and the boys wanted to start watching a movie....so I get everything set up and they start watching it in the dinning room on the big TV and all of a sudden the TV goes blank....what the world.  So we think it must be the DVD player....I mess with it and come to find out the big TV was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; on and off by its self but showing no picture or sound.  Great....so I unplug it to try to reset its self....nothing.  So I get the bag of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;manuals&lt;/span&gt;, of which you have to have a damn book for different languages.....people this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt; and we speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe a little bit of a prejudice thing going on, another story for later.  So low and behold we have every manual except the one that is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;....why me?!  so I find a company and a number so we call and they say unplug it etc etc....everything that I have done.  So now we have to take it in to the repair shop.  Why now....its only 4 years old.....I know its all that damn dust.....I try to keep it clean but what you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see if what is the most dangerous.....on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;TV's&lt;/span&gt; I guess.  So depending on what we find out on the TV repairs....we may get a TV and no new couch.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday....the 4 of us went to church.  Mid D was to start confirmation as well.  Lil D fought us the whole way there and said he would not go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; school....but he went right in and said he had fun.  So....hoping to continue.  This coming Sunday though Mid D, I am hoping, is staying with ZN so he can have a ride to confirmation.  Lil D will stay again with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;mamma&lt;/span&gt;.  We have an overnight banquet for work in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;shatue&lt;/span&gt;.  Its usually a good time....free drinks, food, entertainment, also all company paid!  I am excited and kinda looking forward to adult &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; and a few drinks as well!!  The drinking is left up to Big D usually....which is fine with me!  After church hurried home to get the boys packed up to take to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt;.  So I drop them off and head to the coffee house for coffee with some wonderful ladies!  Had a great, fast, short hour time but was nice!  Watch momma b and snot head work their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hinies&lt;/span&gt; off while talking....they can really multitask!!  So jealous of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;craftiness&lt;/span&gt; and talents to be able to make all the things they do....someday will you show me?  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get back to work.....not that I really want to but must.  Boy it was cold again this morning so you all stay warm and be careful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3404565311911924324?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3404565311911924324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3404565311911924324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3404565311911924324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3404565311911924324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it rains it pours.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2071013094527117388</id><published>2009-01-17T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:12:39.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a looonnnnggg week.....</title><content type='html'>Well if you have read momma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;b's&lt;/span&gt; crazy kids blog you will know that there has not been any school for 3 days.  Now that my kids are somewhat older we feel we do not need to have a sitter lined up for days school closed because of weather.  Big D and I usually split that time.  Well this week with 3 days.....I got to take all 3.  He was off Wednesday but spent most of the day plowing snow.  We went with him for a bit...kinda nice to get out of the house.  So Wednesday we find out we do not have school on Thursday...no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt;, I could use a day to sleep in and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be that busy at work.  I had total forgot about it being the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of the month...which means all the customers bills are due and of course they all wait til the last minute and expect me to be there to argue about pricing and how much their bill is and want more of discount.....just makes you want to scream when they pull up in a brand new truck and have gorgeous houses etc and complain about their bill.  Anyways I was not there and of course I got like 4 calls about bills and amounts.  We actually stayed in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; all day and I cleaned and mopped what I could.  Also had to get the living room ready for Danny because he was coming that night to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt; the dry wall.  So I had to get the tools out of the room and to the garage, the floor swept up best we could and then go around the room and make sure all the screws were sunk in enough for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt;.  I had to leave the top sheet for Big D cause I could not get enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;umph&lt;/span&gt; behind the drill to get them set deep enough.  I figured he would be mad but he understood...for once.  Right now I could just trade him in......After being home all day and doing my chores...I made a nice warm supper.  No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get any type of compliment or anything but boy when he does it....he is god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thrusday&lt;/span&gt; when we got the call about school being closed again on Friday...I was so frustrated by then.  I knew I had to go to work for a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aleast&lt;/span&gt; to put checks in and see what mail we had and if any bills needed to be paid right then.  Also check email to see if anyone in the other offices needed anything.  Glad I did cause there was so much stuff and lots of questions for me to answer.  On top of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;everday&lt;/span&gt; job....I am also a trainer for our division and a mentor for a farm center in Paris TX.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Noooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; pay anymore but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; I can help others!  Had almost a half million dollars to deposit, thank goodness no bills needing immediate payment.  On our way to work I had a talk with the boys and told them not to misbehave and show off.  They had brought a portable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; player and we have an extra computer at work so they could play games.  At first they started showing their butts but after I made both of them cry they settled down and knew I meant business.  We were there 3 hours or so......then went home.  Thank goodness for home....but then Big D got home and seen me on the couch and was a total a$$ to all of us.  So of course I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; just leave it alone I had to jump his butt to see what his deal was.....we are all tired, tired of the mess, wishing that dang room was done....but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have to take it out on us.  After he settled down, Mid D and ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to get TH and supper.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up at a descent time cause Vervecca and I were running to Fairbury to the craft stores to look around.  We also ran through Daves to pick up a few things.  Pulling into the drive I noticed Danny was here again today.  So right now I am listening to Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt; the living room and the boys running around shooting each other with dart tag guns.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt; I have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; back!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like we are having TH again tonight.  Tomorrow is Mid D's first day of confirmation.  I am hoping that Big D will get up with us and go to church.  Lil D is already being bull headed about going to Sunday school.  Sometimes......if we would have him first no way would we have had anymore kids! :O)  I am kinda looking forward to getting back into the swing of church and the boys going to Sunday school.  I know they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt;.    After Sunday school it sounds like we are still on for coffee!  I am so glad cause I missed the last meeting.  I really missed seeing everyone!  Hope we have a big crowd....a couple other moms said they were hoping to come too.  The more the merrier!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nanna&lt;/span&gt; Sanders will be pleasantly surprised when I had her her 8 books that I have read that are hers and I have had since football.  Momma B these books are not as scary as the prey books either.  They were really good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great rest of the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2071013094527117388?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2071013094527117388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2071013094527117388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2071013094527117388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2071013094527117388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-looonnnnggg-week.html' title='What a looonnnnggg week.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-904599588487209122</id><published>2009-01-13T10:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:26:34.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I start the day over????</title><content type='html'>I really would like permission to start this entire day over again.  The mood I am in is the result of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hellish&lt;/span&gt; morning I have had.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; it starts off by Big D getting up extra early cause he may need to plow.....knowing this before I went to bed I just tossed and turned.  So when he gets up and leaves I lay there and lay there and lay there....then must have dozed off and woke up at 6:30 am.....crap rush to the shower the boys are not getting up.  Again they are in the same bed...Lil D must have gotten up in the night and went in Mid D's bed.  After I get out of shower I yell...yes yell for Mid D to get in the shower.  He's up with no trouble but as usual my little stubborn bull headed youngest son pulls his "why do we have to go to school....I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to go....why..." and on and on.  Trying to ignore him I give his clothes to put on and rush to get ready.  By the time I finished getting ready which i allowed myself 20 min tops, the boys neither one were dressed.  That just set me off....fine guess you guys will eat at school and Mid D will have nothing packed for basketball tonight.  oh that got them going....I went ahead and went down stairs...packed lunches and extras for Mid D for after school before getting on the bus for the game tonight....and made Lil D breakfast.  Mid D likes to make his own..which is so fine by me.  After getting that all done....Lil D is still NOT downstairs.  I am furious....I yell up stairs to get his little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hiny&lt;/span&gt; downstairs because if I come up there........you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to know what would happen!!  He does come down right then....still no socks or shirt on.  come to find out his shoes are up stairs...which no shoes should be up stairs unless in your closet.  so he literally runs up stairs cause he could see the fire and smoke rolling out of me by then.  He eats and Mid D eats....of course does his morning poop....but while in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bathoom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; brush his teeth...why lord why!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; Mid D gets his things done and I send him out to the by now warm suburban.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; 1 down and 1 to go.  Dang did I let the dog out to go potty yet?  As I almost step on her....nope I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;.  So out she goes....send Lil D to the bathroom to brush his teeth....I hear him going potty and then he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hollars&lt;/span&gt; for me.  Oh now what.....some how...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to know how....he had lots of pee on his leg of his pants.  I know with that he must have missed and now the floor in the bathroom needs mopped.  Momma B's floor mopping patent worked very very well this morning....as Lil D runs up stairs to get new jeans....I put 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;clorox&lt;/span&gt; wipes on the floor and kinda do a little jig!!  What a site right?!!!  of course Lil D cant do the jeans thing fast.....finally after seems like an hour he comes down stairs but now cant get his shoes untied....Oh please we need to get to the bus.  So we rush but knowing that the bus must have picked up by now....we find kids still standing at the bus stop.  Now the worry wart Mid D freaks....the bus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; picked up yet...we are so going to be late for school.  He so freaks about that...so I take them to school....guess mom will be late for work.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AAAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be here....too many men here.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; smoke but I am wondering if a cigarette right now would calm my nerves!!!  If it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; so nasty out I think a nice long run would be good....yes ladies I said run cause the direction I run I wont turn around and come back!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D just called me and said that where he works maybe laying people off.  This recession thingy could stop anytime and get better!  The rumor is that they may lay off 80 people.  Since they are not union who knows how they could pick the people.  big D has enough seniority that there are way more than 80 underneath him but there again not union.  That just scares the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bageebers&lt;/span&gt; out of me.  He has had the last 2 summers off because of back surgeries and now this?!!  And I wonder why lately when I eat I have butt explosions and feel like I could puke all the time!  Nope not pregnant....cant happen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; guess I best put on that smile and act like I like these guys and do some work!  Have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-904599588487209122?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/904599588487209122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=904599588487209122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/904599588487209122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/904599588487209122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-start-day-over.html' title='Can I start the day over????'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3373469603441139489</id><published>2009-01-12T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:17:30.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it over yet.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the end project of remodeling is wonderful but the actual remodel doing part sucks!!  We ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloomington&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night....neighbor in tow too.....to get 29 sheets of drywall.  Yep 29: 12 sheets of 4x12 and 17 sheets of 4x8.  No way could I be the only person to help with the 12' sheets....so our wonderful (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; tell him I said that about him) helped.  We also needed 2 more big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bundles&lt;/span&gt; of insulation....which Big D thought would finish the room.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; we found out we needed 2 small bags to finish.  So first thing Sunday Lil D and I ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt; to get that.  While I was gone (only 2 hours) Big D and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; had the ceiling hung!  Yeah for the dry wall jack!!!  My trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt; was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt;.  I was only in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; 2 min....see I got this really nice fleece &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Illini&lt;/span&gt; jacket for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; from my mom and well opening the gift up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;.....it still had the fabulous security thingy on it.  I could have left it and made a fashion statement I felt better getting it taken off.  I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how she got out of the store with it on.  So the lady in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; was really nice explained the situation and she took it off.  I got to wear it today....anywho....only in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt; 20 min at the most.  Oh Friday night I bought myself a book...yep I did.  Hoping to be able to pass it around like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nanna&lt;/span&gt; Sanders does....my luck she has it already!!  Well while at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday Lil D got to pull the big cart around with 2 bags of insulation on it....and he asked if I wanted to look at the books there....well by golly I think I will.  So yes I bought another book...love the paper backs cause they are only $6 there!  So we head back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to get subway for lunch and pick up Mid D cause he stayed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;TH's&lt;/span&gt;.  So a total of only 2 hours gone....with all the errands I thought I did good!  Got home we all ate and then I was pushed into finishing the insulation by the loving neighbor.  So to prove him wrong I did it....I have done it before but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to get in the way but no he kept saying smart remarks....yeah cant believe he would do that....no really I think that is all he knows how to do or say is the smart remarks.....then we wonder why our kids come up with that stuff.  Thanks to the neighbor.  So by supper time they had the rest of the drywall done except the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt; bitty bottom which we can finish tonight.  So while they worked on the walls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hollered&lt;/span&gt; at to help hold this piece and make the kids mind I made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt; salad for supper.  Nice and warm supper.....something i could put in the crock pot til the remodeling crew would stop and eat.  The boys and I ate but that way it kept it warm for them.  It was exhausting work cause Big D was in bed by 7:30 pm.  Talked to the neighbor this morning and he said he was aching from his ankles to his neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid D had a great game on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.  It was great to watch those boys....I cant get over how they are all growing up.  They really played as a team.  He had a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;assists&lt;/span&gt;, rebounds and 2 points.  We were proud that is for sure.  His friend Z, TH, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Trebie&lt;/span&gt; all had great games as well.  Great team work that is for sure!  We have a game tomorrow night in Leroy and then again Saturday in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Onarga&lt;/span&gt;.  Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; Friday and was at Mid D's game Saturday.  When I was taking him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; last week he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; upset that he may miss his game.  He is so into the sports Mid D and Lil D play and would not miss a game if it was up to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid D is starting confirmation this coming Sunday and while that is going on Lil D will go through Sunday school as well.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; needed to start church sooner but Sundays would come and go.  When Big D worked nights Sundays were usually our only day to sleep in....not a good excuse I know.  Time flies and then you realize....we never started going back to church.  My mom is having a fit because we are not going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt;.....the church there seems they are just about show.  Have to dress a certain way or they talk about ya and I/we are just not dressy people.  Her thought is that they were married there, Big D and I were married there,  I went through confirmation there, mom, dad, my brother, me, mid D, Lil D, and now Big D have all been baptized there so why let Mid D start confirmation in M.  I see her point but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want it to be all about show...that is not why we go to church.  Anyone else have any thoughts???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you all stay warm this week...its gonna get cold...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;brrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;!!  Take care and have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3373469603441139489?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3373469603441139489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3373469603441139489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3373469603441139489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3373469603441139489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-over-yet.html' title='Is it over yet.......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5710531698539123803</id><published>2009-01-08T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:51:11.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and quiet....whats that?</title><content type='html'>Last night after the week the way it started....we did have a nice sit down together family dinner last night.  As soon as everyone was done and cleaned up the kitchen I hit the tub.....it was calling me to take a nice hot bath....relax...peace and quiet.  Hell no.....as soon as I got in the nice scolding hot tub....both boys were up my bedroom wrestling.  Big D was in the living room hooking up the new wiring (now have a light in the ceiling....never had that!!).  The boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stay down there with him and wrestle.....talk about noisy and always 1 or the other was whining.  So the tub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; last long.  As soon as I got out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lotioned&lt;/span&gt; up (have to lotion everyday or I itch terribly...got to love dry skin) I head downstairs for some peace and quiet.  Mid D hit the shower as soon as I was done.....as soon as I got comfy on the love seat in the make shift living room....here comes Lil D.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; fine....then here comes Mid D after his shower....they start their picking on each other right there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; you have cut my nice scolding hot tubby short and now you are going to pull this crap now?  After getting the wooden spoon and turning the TV to ghost hunters....Mid D went to watch TV in the toy room (he is a little scared of the ghost hunters).  So now just me and Lil D cover up and watch a little tube.  I know they follow me where ever I am....it has always been that way...but just 1 night of a nice scolding hot tub....20 min would have been nice.  The only time I yelled or got "mean" as the boys would say is when they were picking on each other right in front of me.  I love them dearly.....they are my babies.....always will be so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; complain.....every mom needs some time to relax just a few minutes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got some terrible terrible horrible tragic news.....not sure if anyone of you knew the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Applegates&lt;/span&gt; from my town but Tim was in a fatal car accident this morning.....on his way to work.  You just never know and that scares the sh!T out of me!  If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see or talk to the ones that are reading this soon or in the future....I love ya all!!  Take Care be careful!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5710531698539123803?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5710531698539123803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5710531698539123803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5710531698539123803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5710531698539123803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace-and-quietwhats-that.html' title='Peace and quiet....whats that?'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-8986720717372193723</id><published>2009-01-07T12:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:21:16.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Head spinning....where am I????</title><content type='html'>I so feel like my head is spinning and I have no clue what is going on and where I am.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; am mental.....hoping last night to be at home and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;insulating&lt;/span&gt; the living room.....somewhat peaceful evening at home.  Big D was going to cook steak on the grill and I would do some sort of potatoes (probably baked) and a veggie....nice sit down together meal.  Until I get a call from my mom a little after 3 asking if I would call Big D and see if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ws&lt;/span&gt; still in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and if he would do them a favor.  Well I imagine he would....so what was the favor?  Well my dad had just been to the VA in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; for blood tests and other appointments for his leg.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; felt right...kinda weak so they did the blood work before his leg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appts&lt;/span&gt; and such.  Dads friend Terry took him cause dad cant drive and mom has missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of work.  When they get home....the events that happened looking at now are laughable but when they happened it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt;.  Terry was trying to get dad up the ramp (dad in his wheelchair) but Terry was pulling dad up backwards.....well dad slipped out of the wheelchair onto the ramp.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have the strength to get up so he just scooted to the house and Terry lifted him into the wheelchair.  No one got hurt but it was scary....but now also laughable.  Well back to the favor.....after Terry got dad into the house and settled he left and dad listened to the messages on the answering machine.  It was VA wanting dad back immediately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the results of the blood tests.....his potassium was extremely high and his kidneys were showing no function.  The potassium that high can be almost fatal for him because of how bad his heart is....on top of the no kidney function.  Well when I called Big D and told him the situation he kinda hesitated....I knew what he was thinking...he wanted me to do it...which deep down I knew I was going to do it.  We also had another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;....someone had to be in our village to get Lil D off the bus and then someone had to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to get Mid D and T from practice.  I was suppose to be the one to get the boys from practice......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AAHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!  So Big D and I decided that I would just go get dad and meet mom in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt; and then she would drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt;.  She had road with Mary to work so no vehicle.  Loading dad up was a chore....not used to doing it so it took me longer.  Had to get his boot on his leg, get him outside loaded in the blazer in his wheelchair, fold up the chair and get it packed into the back seat because he has his scooter lift on the back and cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;open&lt;/span&gt; the hatch at that time.  As I was holding the door I slipped on the decorative rocks by the ramp.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; hurt myself at all....i was laughing at myself cause I can imagine it was a site....but after getting home I wondered why my palm right below my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; hurt...I have an extremely deep thorn from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Thorny&lt;/span&gt; bush that just happen to have cushioned my fall.  Last night before I was able to get some out but still am digging on it today.    After getting dad to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; we waited for almost 2 hours to get dad settled into a room.  Then come to find out he tested positive for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;MRSA&lt;/span&gt; as well so he is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;isolation&lt;/span&gt;.  Mom and I started heading home around 8 or so....after she had her bouts with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;poopies&lt;/span&gt; (aka butt explosions, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;courtesy&lt;/span&gt; of Momma B).   So the weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help much either.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get home until 9:30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no insulation was done last night.  Cant blame Big D for all the running he had to do and then get supper with no help.  He only did frozen pizzas but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ready to go straight home tonight.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; care if we have the big supper or not....just to be home!  Have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-8986720717372193723?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/8986720717372193723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=8986720717372193723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8986720717372193723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8986720717372193723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/head-spinningwhere-am-i.html' title='Head spinning....where am I????'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-7475977833530913764</id><published>2009-01-06T09:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:15:02.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodelling....really stinks until its finished!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRoeZcNI/AAAAAAAAABo/7qYDtEaOCfU/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288197134222979282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRoeZcNI/AAAAAAAAABo/7qYDtEaOCfU/s320/pictures+dec+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRUa8fqI/AAAAAAAAABg/3gsNLFPz2K4/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288197128839790242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRUa8fqI/AAAAAAAAABg/3gsNLFPz2K4/s320/pictures+dec+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRIYlcOI/AAAAAAAAABY/TnjWMbIIlu8/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288197125608665314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRIYlcOI/AAAAAAAAABY/TnjWMbIIlu8/s320/pictures+dec+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzQyQDxFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tbvHeXPDXxo/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288197119667323986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzQyQDxFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tbvHeXPDXxo/s320/pictures+dec+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzQsDbwrI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZ4ZHuq0Eng/s1600-h/pictures+dec+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288197118003757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzQsDbwrI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZ4ZHuq0Eng/s320/pictures+dec+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first two pictures our of our dinning room which now has become both the dinning room and living room.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; pictures are of what the actual living room looks like....after the gutting process.  Now tonight we are going to start insulating.....maybe tomorrow night running to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt; for the dry wall....depends on the weather I guess too.    Just thought i would share our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;turmoil&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-7475977833530913764?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7475977833530913764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=7475977833530913764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7475977833530913764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/7475977833530913764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/remodellingreally-stinks-until-its.html' title='Remodelling....really stinks until its finished!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SWNzRoeZcNI/AAAAAAAAABo/7qYDtEaOCfU/s72-c/pictures+dec+2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4368666730824578588</id><published>2009-01-06T08:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:50:02.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I must be mental or something....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; make fun but had to share with friends.....I hope you are friends!  Any who I was in "work" clothes helping Big D in the living room on Saturday morning.  He ran Mid D and Z to basketball practice and came right back home to work away on the remodel.  We did not have to get Mid D from practice cause he was going home with Z so we worked til about noon when I needed to run and get Lil D from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pappas&lt;/span&gt;.  (he spent the night)  I hurry and get dressed and do a little makeup.  On my way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; I called Lil D to see if he wanted to run a couple of errands with me or wait at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mammas&lt;/span&gt;....of course he'll wait at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mammas&lt;/span&gt;.  So I run to 3 different spots....no not just 1 but 3 and then go get Lil D.  Well sitting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mammas&lt;/span&gt; (my mom and dads) my loving mother says...."honey your shirt is on backwards" and my loving father says "you went where?  Well you get it honest" as he looks at my mother.  Oh my gosh....I had been all over town and my damn sweatshirt was on backwards.  Thank goodness it was a solid color but still.....I wondered why my neck felt all weird....I just thought cause I was a huge fatty and the sweatshirt was not fitting right.....hell no it was on backwards.  Then I wonder what people thought of me.....she's nuts...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; talk to her....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; look at her and she wont see us.....just act like you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see her and she'll go away.  What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dufos&lt;/span&gt;!!  That just made things even better for the day....also felt like my insides were falling out but hey i wore my shirt backwards all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt;!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; time to stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; now.....can I have a little sympathy...has this happened to anyone but me??????  I am mental/crazy....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; on another note......I really must be crazy.....I am a village trustee/board member for our little town and now have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;petitioned&lt;/span&gt; for the village clerk/secretary.  I felt like I was not doing anything for the village by being a board &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;member&lt;/span&gt;.....so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;aleast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; I will be doing something that I feel that I can do rather than just sit on the board and vote on things.....so yes now I will HAVE to  work for the village....if Helen can do it for 30 years I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; try for 4.  Helen is not running again so that is the only reason why I chose to run for the clerk.  I will also have a little income coming in every month that way.  Oh at our meeting last night I was thrown into...no literally the other members volunteered my name to be in charge...complete charge of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; for the village kids.  I tried to tell them no but see my neighbor just loves things like this and he kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;persisting&lt;/span&gt; that I do it....yes he is on the board too.  yeah for me!  Maybe in 11 months I can come up with someone else that fits the bill better than me?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basketball games officially start this weekend.  I really cant wait!  That is one sport I love and have always loved.  When I was in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grad I was the starting point guard and we won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Watseka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;conference&lt;/span&gt; that year!  Now 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.....well the coach (different than the 7th grade coach) said since I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go to the expensive camp that summer I would not be starting...of course as hard headed as I was and then telling my parents about what she said...my dad was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;irate&lt;/span&gt; and said well then you just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to play.  If I could do it over I still would have stayed on the team but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not what I did.  There are just things in life that we wish we could do over and that right there is one of the biggest for me.  It may not be anything for anyone else but it seems big for me.  If I would have stayed on the team I imagine I would have played in high school too.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even try out....I so kick myself for that.  Cant change it now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get back to acting like I am working :O)!!  Hope you all have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4368666730824578588?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4368666730824578588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4368666730824578588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4368666730824578588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4368666730824578588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-must-be-mental-or-something.html' title='I must be mental or something....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5014921002369465853</id><published>2009-01-02T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:37:18.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays....New Year.....etc</title><content type='html'>Well I hope you all had a very happy holiday season!  We did!  But also thankful that it is over.   I love the holidays &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong but the stress of trying to keep both sides of the family happy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;.....cant even put a word to it!  This year we did things different for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  Growing up we always spent the night at my grandparents house on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve and opened presents the next morning.  This has happened since I was like 1 or so.  So when Big D and I started dating he would spend the night too.  The year we were married we made a change to stay at my moms instead and my grandparents would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;be able&lt;/span&gt; to sleep in there beds.  Well the last 3 years we have had it at our house.  Now that my dad cant make it up stairs we decided that we would just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve at my mom and dads and then everyone would come up to our house on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; day to open gifts.  It was really nice that way.  The boys were able to open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Santas&lt;/span&gt; gifts and the gifts from us before anyone got there.  Just having this time as a family was really great.  Not stressful with everyone else there and the boys knew exactly what we had gotten them, unlike the years before were everything ran together.  I am hoping that we can  continue this tradition.  Not that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want everyone there its just that the four of us need our time too.  Make Sense?  Later on in the morning my brother and his clan showed up and we exchanged gifts with them.  To help explain the events that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; I have to first describ his situation.  The lady that he is living with and has my wonderful niece with was married before and has two kids.  Dustin is 12 (same as mine) and Sierra is 14 and of course C and my brother K have a 2 yr old (aka my wonderful niece).  They have talked about for years even before T (my niece) was born getting married but never anything official.  Well before we exchanged gifts with them he said he had something he needed to say.....yep you guessed it....he got down on one knee and asked C to marry him.  Oh my did the waterfalls happen....me, mom, my grandma, and especially C.  She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; surprised and were the rest of us!  So this year we have a wedding!!  Well onto dinner....K and C and their clan left because they had dinner with her side to attend.  For our dinner we had my mom, dad, grandma, and Big D's mom, dad, and grandma.  It was nice...nothing fancy but nice.  The last of our company &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; leave that evening until 7 pm.....was nice to get back to a quiet 4 of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; we totally gutted the living room.  I should say...Big D, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; (neighbor), and cousin Mattie gutted the living room.  Big D and I spent most of the day Saturday getting furniture moved out of there and to make a make shift living room in part of the dinning room.  Talk about dust.....that darn plaster and lath is beyond dusty its like a dust storm every day.  I sweep the floors and try to keep at least the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tv's&lt;/span&gt; dusted so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; fill up with the nasty black dust.  We did cover the door ways to the living room....but Big D slipped on the plastic on the big door way so it pulled the tape off on the floor....so the dust came from there.  They tried to keep most of the dust out but it will seep through cracks too.  I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; complain....this is the last room in the house we have to remodel.  The last of the dust!!!!  Now I can say its our home....I always said it before but there was always that thing on my shoulder that still had the feeling of his parents there.  See we bought the house from Big D's parents when they moved to Vegas the year we got married.  They had never ever done anything to the house as far as up keep....if Big D's dad did try to do something it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; really done correctly because of money and the way Big D's mom would nag at his dad.  A few months before we bought it the ceiling in Big D's room feel down....literally the plaster fell and on the shelf and TV we had in his room.  So we moved to the "pink" room across the hall. Which we now call our bedroom....no longer pink that is for sure!!  So to make a long story short we have totally redone the upstairs, stair way, and the entire downstairs (kitchen totally re done) when we finish the living room.  Now it will feel like ours...no more of the parents there.  We have put so much into the house but what we paid for it was beyond cheap.  The last time we had it appraised we still had quiet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; of equity even when we figured what we had put it in out of pocket.  They only thing we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;financed&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt; as improvements were the windows, siding, furnace and central air.  The kitchen was a total out of pocket expense.....like over $12,000 but it was almost a 2 year fix.  thank goodness for our tax refund and the extra we put away for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; club and the 0% at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Menards&lt;/span&gt;!!! It took atleast 2 years to get caught up from that too.   Two years ago we were in the midst of remodeling the dinning room when D hurt his back.  He had all the dry wall done and our friend Danny did the mudding and sanding.  Mattie and Vervecca came to the aid of helping me paint and Big D did try to paint but ended up back on the floor laying flat and in pain.  Well to finish the room before the 4th of July I learned how to lay lamate wood flooring.   So now to finish the living room....also Big D promised that we would get all new furniture in the living room too.....no TV but the other.  Right now at this moment it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; look like it right away but in the near future...if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have the summer off again like he has the last two years for back surgery.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the new year....no resolutions for me....as Momma B said they always come back to bite me.  I really need/want to lose weight....have for years...but since kids it seems 100 times harder.  Have had thyroid issues, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;womenly&lt;/span&gt; issues, and a little of the "downs".  So with all of that and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; they put me on makes it 200 times harder.  So then it gets me down again because I am a fatty and cant get it to come off.  I know Big D loves me no matter what but when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel the same about myself its hard to actually believe that someone could love this.....somewhat of a body.  Oh must move on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a happy healthy prosperous new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5014921002369465853?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5014921002369465853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5014921002369465853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5014921002369465853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5014921002369465853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidaysnew-yearetc.html' title='Holidays....New Year.....etc'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6890450136406341075</id><published>2008-12-23T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:50:19.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not glad to be back at work......</title><content type='html'>Well I had an unplanned long weekend.  Friday due to the weather the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have school so if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go to work then.  Which ended up working out because we lost power from 9 am until after 3 pm.  It got down right cold in the house.  Anyways we had fun and tried to stay warm.  Mid D had a b-day sleep over in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; so I ran him to town around noon so he would quit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; about when he was going to go.  Lil D and I went back home and played battle ship and read and covered up with blankets galore.  The house got down to 58 which was cold to us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday was a day from hell.  We had to host Big D's moms side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and boy Lil D showed his butt big time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I will start from the beginning.  The boys and I get to the building at 11:00 am to unpack stuff and get tables and such set up....no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt; they really helped.  Well they started acting up and Big D finally showed up and I asked him to take one of them with him because I was going to loose it if they both stayed here.  Of course just one kid is totally fine and behaves wonderfully.  So we get to making the apple salad and get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;koolaid&lt;/span&gt; made and get misc things done when Big D comes back (he had to run home because he forgot the pot for the fryer for the chicken he just had to fry).  So Mid D is back and all hell breaks loose again.  Big D's Aunt CA and her friend A showed up at noon and we were not suppose to eat until 1 pm.  Which the way Big D was moving I could tell he was not going to have the chicken done.  I had the ham done but the real main course was his chicken....which will never happen again.  Well long story short:  the boys showed their butts in front of most of the family because they would not listen to me even when I had the spoon to whip butts they ran from me.  I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;....actually I just wanted to cry.  Well about 2 pm Big D got there with the chicken....which I was not a happy camper because of the boys and having to entertain his family....which if you knew his family...oh my not dealing with a full deck...seriously!  So after dinner we have the kids open presents (which if you want you kid to open a present you bring one from home for like $20 to keep it fair).  Lil D opened his and was upset he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get star wars stuff....we had gotten him a john &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;deere&lt;/span&gt; semi with a combine.  I mean he was bawling and threw a fit I have never seen him do in my life.  Again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; and just wanted to go hide my head in a big pile of something!  So we took it from him and said that he could not have it because he was very ungrateful and kids like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; deserve toys.  That made it worse.  While we did this we took him into the kitchen so no one heard or seen our confrontation....but still by that time I was ready for everyone to leave and just get the he!! out of there.  I am not good with huge crowds either.....I just felt so out of place and out of sort that I could not function.  So after the whole present ordeal it was time for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; of playing bingo.  Oh the ladies in his family are addicted..literally addicted to bingo so they were so excited.  Playing with them was like being in a bingo parlor....no one could talk and they were getting irritated.  It was kind funny actually!!  I kept track of the numbers being called to verify with the winners....well Lil D ended up not winning and that set him off again....bawling cause he never wins anything (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;same thing&lt;/span&gt; with my life).  This whole time of him crying throwing a fit...well come to find out he was not feeling good at all and was up most of the night with as momma b would say "butt explosions".  That is still no excuse for his behaviour....but just adds to it.  We had major talks with him...hopefully that helped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well onto Sunday....I was suppose to have coffee with some wonderful ladies and well being up most of the night with Lil D and maybe the way my body was reacting to the day of hell I was really down.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; taken my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for a couple days (thyroid and happy) and I wonder if that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help matters.  Well made it through most of the day and by evening was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  We were having dinner with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and her family for M's birthday.  We did go and had a good time.  We watched National &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ampoons&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Vacation...love that movie and had a delicious meal with dessert!  Boy can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; cook!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday came along...I drug my feet getting ready for work cause really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to go.  As I am heading down the stairs I hear Big D talking on the phone and said he would tell me when I came down stairs.  What in the world...well come to find out it was the guys at work saying we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have power and not to come in.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to tell me twice.  They said it would be out most of the day.  Big D was planning on going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Champaign&lt;/span&gt; to get some generator parts to hook up our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;furnace&lt;/span&gt; to it so if the power goes out we would have heat at least.  So I road along and picked up a few odds and ends to finish shopping.  It was a nice day just the 4 of us.  After supper Lil D and I watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt; the Halls and Polar Express.  It was relaxing.  I put him to bed at 9:30 and stayed up til midnight finishing a book....I was too close to the end not to go ahead and finish it!  Loved it....it was Killer Dreams by Iris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Johansen&lt;/span&gt;....good no great book!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well onto today...made it to work but hope to leave early due to the weather....doubt if I do cause I have to make sure to bring the neighbor home.  He is like having a third child...wondering on how he will get home or to work or get groceries....Big D usually calls him when we are running here or there and sometimes he goes with.  Oh well...he would do it for us...I hope!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 days from Christmas....hope you all have a very merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;!  Safe, warm and merry!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; forget Jesus is the reason for the Season!!  Take Care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6890450136406341075?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6890450136406341075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6890450136406341075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6890450136406341075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6890450136406341075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-glad-to-be-back-at-work.html' title='Not glad to be back at work......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6307923837648277078</id><published>2008-12-16T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:18:03.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Few quick things.....</title><content type='html'>Ok I was reading back of what I posted yesterday and found a thing of two taht were not right.  As for my grandpa....it was Thanksgiving when I had the feeling of him not being here the next year.  Then we found out that he had lung cancer in December....it was an eery feeling knowing basically I was given a heads up.  For his christmas present that year I bought a long sleeve shirt and had "World's greatest great grandpa" embroidered on it.  He did wear it once before he passed away that February 16th.  It was a tad big because of the weight he was losing from the chemo...but I could tell he was very proud to wear it!  This was buried with him in his casket...it was his shirt and no other great grandpa could live up to it.  I miss him terriby!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was Lil D's program.  it was really cute and didnt last long.  It was nice to see some friends from school and their kids.  Just cant believe how fast the kids are growing up.  Still cant believe that we have a middle schooler....of which I am proud to say made the honor roll first nine weeks!!!  We got a sticker for the suburban and everything!  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guess I better get back to work....not really much going on but hey can always find something to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6307923837648277078?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6307923837648277078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6307923837648277078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6307923837648277078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6307923837648277078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-quick-things.html' title='Few quick things.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4700172588021764175</id><published>2008-12-15T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:44:29.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy!</title><content type='html'>Today started out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;....hurry to get kids to school cause the bus was a little later and of course Mid D freaks out.  Lil D had so much to carry today so it was easier for me to help him take stuff in anyways.  With the way the roads were this morning I probably should have left earlier than we did.  We were not late by all means....its just that we got behind some cars that were going 20 at the most....I just wanted to yell out the window...just let me by.  Me and my 4 wheel drive will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt; they were being safe and not maniacs.  So we made it to school.  We had a thank you gift for the teacher for all of her help with Lil D while he had his cast on and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; write all his homework...he is right handed and that is the hand that had the cast.  Plus he had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; gift for her and the grab bag as well as a big things of wipes for the class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; he said they were running low.   that was all on top of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bookbag&lt;/span&gt; and lunch box.  we made it and so did everything and in one piece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping everyone off at schools....I ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; for a morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt;....gosh I love them!  I think everyone and their sisters were in there....wow there were a lot of people.  All I wanted was a cup of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;capp&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Big D and I spent it together and finished  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; shopping.  Just a few odds and ends to get...stocking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stuffers&lt;/span&gt; etc.  It is such a nice feeling.  We dropped the boys off at school and headed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt;.  We made 2 stops before Big D's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;.  His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; only last 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; which was great and especially being at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;christie&lt;/span&gt; clinic....they are usually at least an hour or so behind.  After that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; we ran to the mall.  We hit a store for Mid D and then I wanted to hit Bath and Body works for my mom and soon to be sister in law.  There was no way Big D was going to go with me....he headed back to Sears to the tools.  While in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt; I found major sale things and was heading to the check out...hands full...and a lady gave me a $10 coupon.....I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt;!!  So I saved almost $25.  YEAH!!  Big D and I then had a nice lunch together and then hit reliable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt; Mart.  Of course we spent too much but the joy of the faces is so worth it!!  We had to make it to the school to get Lil D picked up to go get his cast off.  We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; early....it was nice cause with Big D is seems we can never be on time.  Mid D had basketball til 5:30 so after Lil D's cast removal we went and watched the rest of practice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we had Big D's dads side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  It seems there is less and less that come every year.  Almost not worth it anymore.  We were only there 2 hours and all of us were ready to leave.  We did stay 3 hours...the kids had fun because there was a gym they got to play in.  This coming Saturday we have Big D's moms side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; of which we are the hosting family this year.  We have been buying the meat for quiet a while.  We now decided to add a few gifts and play bingo but no one knows it yet...kinda a surprise.  Most of the women that will be there are somewhat addicted to bingo....seriously addicted.  If you knew them you would know exactly what I am talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and her kiddies came over and we made cookies ALL day.  We started about 10:30am and were all done cleaned up about 4:30 pm.  Boy did we make all sorts of bunches of cookies.  We both brought some into work and gave the teachers some, bus drivers some, and have lots at home yet.  It was a lot of fun....her two youngest and I had a blast cutting out sugar cookies and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;decorating&lt;/span&gt; them.  That is one thing I love to do...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;decorate&lt;/span&gt; the cookies.  Doing the icing, adding little things to it to make it look real.  We had fun...well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; I did!!  We have done this for the past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; 3 years now.  I know we did it in the house on 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; street...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; remember gray drive....but we did do it at their house in Sibley last year....so this year we did it at my house.  so next year its her turn!  Love traditions....my grandma and I used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; all the cookies and candies for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  It was about 5 years ago we quit that because she was not up to it.  I guess it was about 7 years ago because Dec 18 2001 we found out my grandpa had lung cancer and they were at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;appts&lt;/span&gt;.  gosh I cant believe he has been gone that long.  I do miss him terribly.....not to sound like I have esp or anything but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; I had the worst feeling that that would be his last.  I took pictures like crazy with the boys and him.  Actually a picture that sat on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;casket&lt;/span&gt; was a picture i took of Mid D and his great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;.  My grandpa loved Mid D so much and would get on the ground and play with him all the time.  Boy did Mid D love him back.  They were buddies....I have the best picture of them on Christmas Eve...just my grandpa and Mid D.  Mid D sitting on his lap and they were so into watching the movie that it was such a candid picture.....see Mid D would suck his 2 fingers and hold his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; night" and he was doing that while sitting on his lap.  The shirt my grandpa was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;wearing&lt;/span&gt; was his favorite and which we buried him in it.  He was not a dressy person so we had him dressed in that flannel shirt and blue jeans with his suspenders.  I know he was more comfortable that way.  Wow did I get on a tangent....all over making cookies.  Oh also when Mid D was the only kid for us him and I would go there (my grandparents) and make the cookies and candies.  Well Mid D would help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;inbetween&lt;/span&gt; playing with great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;.  I remember Mid D having flour all over him...it was so cute....boy does that bring back the memories....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now tears too!  I miss that....I really do!  I really miss my grandpa and miss the fact he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get to know Lil D as well as he did Mid D....and the fact that Mid D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; remember him that much.....he sees all the pictures of great pappa playing with him....  I so would like for him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; how much his great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt; loved him.  I was his only grand daughter...not literally....he has 2 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;...but see they never even came to his services.  That still pisses me off.....must be moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings us to tonight....we have Lil D's music program. He is so excited.....he has wanted to wear his shirt and tie to school but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; let him....I know it would end up with some stain of some kind on it.  He is so funny!  He was suppose to have gone to the dentist at 5 pm but with what they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to do I bet he would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; still been numb at 6:30.....yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; my boy up there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;drool ling&lt;/span&gt; and biting his lip while he is singing!!  So we rescheduled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D had today off and he called to ask if I would meet him in gibson for lunch...so I did and has to work the rest of the week...but has all next week off.  I have to work and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;!  I am hoping to be able to close the office a noon on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve.  We will see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4700172588021764175?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4700172588021764175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4700172588021764175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4700172588021764175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4700172588021764175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/12/howdy.html' title='Howdy!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-344669611850987647</id><published>2008-12-08T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:52:24.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, Cough, Cough.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I think I could cough my brain out.  Lil D has now shared his cold/cough with me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;!  Saturday the 4 of us and my mom went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Champaign&lt;/span&gt; and over to see my dad in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; girls I know I am not the only one that has had this problem.....we ate at a buffet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Champaign&lt;/span&gt; and I did good...nothing real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fatting&lt;/span&gt; and ate good far ya things.  Well I should have know cause any time I eat out it goes right threw me...literally.  So after eating I felt good so I thought maybe my body will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;respond&lt;/span&gt; well to eating well....boy was I wrong.  We ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; to get Mid D some jeans cause he has to be with us to try them on and I had 4 pair for him to try and all of a sudden it hit me....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt; I have to find the bathroom NOW!  Well I found Big D and had him come and sit with Mid D so I could go and on my way there my mom stopped me..."oh do you like this fleece coat?  Try one on."  Oh no way I have to go and now!  Well I head to the bathroom....great a stall is open....I sit down....let some go and oh no...oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;noooooo&lt;/span&gt;....no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; paper.  SH**!!!  So I pull up the britches...put a clamp on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hershey&lt;/span&gt; quirts and move to the next stall....well the clamp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; quiet hold.  So there I am some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hershey's&lt;/span&gt; in the undies....now what.  Plus my Aunt Flow was in town so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; just leave the damn undies in the trash.  So I clean up and find my family and tell them I need to get some undies here and go somewhere and change.  Of course they laugh at me.....why me!!!  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that bad but bad enough I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; feel comfortable and well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; has really nice underwear...and expensive too.  I was looking for some like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; a pack of 6 for $7 not 3 pair for $15.  What the hell where they thinking....I know....they have the undies priced so high because they know about Me/Us .....the ones that have no other choice they have to get undies NOW!!  Well I gave you guys a laugh on my account....please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; hold this against me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to see my dad...he is in the nursing home in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; VA...so keep that in mind...most of them there are not in the right mind.  Well we go to the small visitors room and talk with dad and let the boys enjoy their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;.  Big D is standing against a wall  cause he cant sit very long.  This guy goes by and dad says how he is very weird and talks to himself and the "voices".  So we just say hi and he goes on.  Well this visitors room has doors on both ends so its like a walk through from one side of the nursing home to the other.  So this guys and his "voices" walk through and when he gets to Big D....he stops and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tickles&lt;/span&gt; Big D under the chin and says "how are you kiddo."  The look on Big D's face was hilarious...his blue eyes....were huge and it was just hilarious.  I thought my dad was going to pee himself.  We all laughed and laughed and laughed.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think Big D thought it was funny.....needless to say when we saw "voices" again Big D hid behind all of us.  He will never live that down....;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 1:15am Sunday morning Lil D got me up and said he was going to get sick....so he runs to the bathroom and I follow and he starts throwing up....I had just taken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Nyquil&lt;/span&gt; about 2 hours before that...so I am standing there with Lil D and he says he has to poop and needs to have a trash can to throw up in...so I wobble, literally wobble...I felt dizzy, light headed, and my ears started ringing.....wobble to his room to get his trash can and I have to stop and sit on his bed cause I know that I am going to pass out.  Lil D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hollered&lt;/span&gt; for me to hurry so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;holler&lt;/span&gt; for Big D to help and the next thing I know I wake up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; D's bed....my head hurt and the trash can was over by the door....I must have stood up and passed out and hit my head on the wall.  When I realize what is going on I wobble to the bathroom and Lil D told me I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get there soon enough he had an accident in his undies....no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt; that happens and not sure how long I was out.  I sat on the stairs right by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;bathroom&lt;/span&gt; and had to lean against the wall...I was sweating like crazy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; sure I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; going to pass out again.  So after Lil D was done...I had to clean off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; and wipe him down....while doing that I looked in the mirror and I was as bleached out as a new white sheet.  I am pale anyways but I was more white than I have seen since I had Mid D.  Big D never heard me...so he says...so he never did help.  so when I got all the clean up done I made a bed on the floor in our room for Lil D and made my way to bed...I was shaking terribly.  big D asked what was going on...so I told him everything that happened and he said "oh" and rolled over and went to sleep.  Just typical of him.  When I gave birth to Mid D....being a red head the nurses said I would be a bleeder and pass out on them.  I have never in my life ever done that.  Well I proved them right in both aspects.  After Mid D was born they cleaned everyone up and was going to move me to the recovery room.....as I am making my way to the edge of the bed....wait a minute it hurts to sit....so I stand up....wait a minute I feel dizzy...so I sit....hurts..so I stand up....well I wake up to 5 nurses standing over me....you passed out on us.  Gee great....now what.  so they put me back in that bed.  Well they find Big D and he comes back to that room.....the next couple of hours I ask him to find the nurse cause I really hurt....my back....like the back labor I had with Mid D.  Please tell me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; another one in there.  So the nurses bring me warm blankets to put on my back.  That helps but it just gets worse until finally I just push the nurses button and two come in.  They start pushing on my stomach....big d is laying on the love sit in the room.....as they are pushing my stomach....damn did that hurt....keep in mind I have just given birth 3 hours prior....as they push they feel something.  they keep pushing as I am crying cause it was worse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; giving birth....Big D just rolls over and faces the wall instead of coming up and holding my hand.  Well the things they felt in my stomach/uterus.....were blood clots the size of softballs.  They told me that if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have gotten them to come in...I could have bled to death.  They did lab work and found out that I was on the edge of having a blood transfusion.  I was as white as the sheet.....I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; take my own shower....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stand...had to be on iron pills for weeks cause I was anemic.  So when Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get up to help while Lil D was sick and I passed out that brought all of the birth of Mid D back up.  I guess I have never forgave him for that.  Boy reading this over it sounds like I am being a baby.....but at that time it sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday Lil D and I stayed in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt; all day.  I did some laundry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; and swept floors and picked up....and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on the couch.  I was just exhausted....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel much better today but here I am at work.  Lil D did not get sick anymore just that one time and ran the house yesterday...so thank goodness it was just one time.  I hate to see them sick and cannot do anything about it.  Big D even went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; ask if we needed anything.....he even went to county market......but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;vervecca&lt;/span&gt; called to see if we needed anything from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; cause she knew we were sick.  Men I tell ya......if they are sick...the whole world is falling apart.  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the last week of Lil D's cast....I am so glad cause then I will not have to help him with a bath anymore.!!!  Mid D finally got some basketball shoes so he is now content and not worried he wont have them before practice starts.  He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; my worry wart.  He is always checking his grades and keeping us informed....although I check everyday too.  He is such a good kid...I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;biased&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-344669611850987647?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/344669611850987647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=344669611850987647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/344669611850987647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/344669611850987647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/12/cough-cough-cough.html' title='Cough, Cough, Cough.......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4899525808879807261</id><published>2008-12-05T10:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:06:46.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!</title><content type='html'>Well its finally Friday!  To me this week has drug on and on and on.....but its over at 1:30 today for me.  Yes I get to leave early!!!  The boys get out of school at 11:40 and Big D is off and is going to pick them up and take them out for lunch.  Big D was off for the last weekend of shot gun season.  Of course didnt see anything not even tracks in the snow.  Just wish they would be able to get a deer...doesnt have to be a buck.....just a nice deer.  He froze his tooties today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another call from the school nurse this week....my heart about sunk into my stomach...now what has Lil D done.  Well all it was is that he broke his cast.  His fingers were still will confined but she wanted me to know.  He went to the office, teacher's request, to show the nurse and asked if she could just duck tape it.  Yes duck tape....he reminds me so much of my grandpa....duck tape, electrical tape, or wire ties will hold anything together.  After my grandpa died we found alot of projects he fixed that way...but hey who knows how long it was that way and it was still together!!  So Lil D got home and we were able to super glue part of the cast and wrap with medical tap.  He gets the cast off next Friday anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the only weekend we do not have anything we have to do.  So we are going to do some more shopping tomorrow to try to get closer to finishing christmas shopping.  I still cannot find my notebook with what we have so far for christmas boughten.  I am sooo lost and totally embarresed if someone found it in a cart.  Guess I will just have to go through everything and write it down when the kids go to bed tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope you all have a very nice weekend...stay warm and be careful on the roads...sounds like more snow is coming!  YEAH!  (as the snow is falling its like money falling from the sky...;o&gt;)!!  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Let it Snow! Let it Snow! (so we can make some money$$$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hope everyone made it to work, or got to stay home, or made it to school.  I know it took forever to get to work this morning.  Of course Mid D was worried last night about the school bus being late this morning....he is such a worry wart.  I told him more than likely I would make a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; to take you guys to school.  So low and behold I took them to school.  I guess I feel better when I do it in the bad weather because I am Mom (hear me roar) and would keep them safe....so I hope!  Big D was out at 4:30 am plowing snow and I guess he must have picked up his dad because when they came home at 7:30 am he was with him.  Yeah know with them being in the kitchen and making them breakfast...it would have been much easier on everyone if they would have just waited about 10 min for us to leave.  Because it was such a mess, wet floor with boys trying to get shoes on and coats on.  They just messed our routine up...but we made it through it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving.  We did.  It was nice Thursday...just my family came up....my mom, dad, grandma for dinner and then my brother, his fiance, and daughter came up.  Little T ( my niece) just turned 2 in October and such a cutie and talks so plain and all the time.  Of course I am Aunt P, and Uncle D, then Mid D she says very well (cause she has a half brother with the same name) and then my Lil D she calls Dolphin.  Most of you know his real name and Dolphin is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; close and so cute when she says it.  Little things like that that stick with you as you grow up is priceless.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; D could not say my best friends name very well when we started hanging out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; so it became &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;...and of course we all call her that now and its neat!!  Well back on track....dinner was great.  Big D fried 2 turkeys (not sure why 2), mom helped with the dressing, I made noodles, fresh green beans with bacon, corn, mashed potatoes, gravy, and of course the rolls.  I guess I got a bit lazy...I usually make apple salad (which seems everyone likes) and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;.  They all wondered where the apple salad was.....well kinda had my hands full but maybe for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; I will add that to my list!  Mom had made 2 pumpkin pies and a chocolate pie....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mmmm I&lt;/span&gt; could have taken the chocolate and ran!  So then after they all left I got my 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; totes out of the attic and started decorating the house inside!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; wait any longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday we did Thanksgiving all over again at Big D's oldest sisters in Princeton.  We took a different route than everyone else so we could stop at the Harley Shop in Ottawa.  Well see my mom asked me what I wanted for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and I said a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Harley&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirts would be nice since the ones I have are looking so worn (cause I love them) well she had a fit and said she would not buy my things like that cause I need "girlie" things.  Hello...not a girlie girl...never have been never will.  She should know she raised me...have been a tom boy all my life...not about to change now.  Any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;whooo&lt;/span&gt;...I did get a sweatshirt or 2 and got a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; presents while we were there too.  (my dad loves those long sleeve t shirts so of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;in spite&lt;/span&gt; of my mother we got him one and my brothers step son a shirt, of course Big D got one and so did Mid D but little D wanted a toy motorcycle instead)  So we were in there an hour which put us behind getting to his sisters but thank goodness dinner was not ready.  I had to put together green bean casserole and get it in the oven yet cause driving there 2.5 hours with a warm green bean casserole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; going to stay warm.  It was just easier to make it there...her idea anyways.  Also just had to get the fresh salad mixed together.  It was nice with the entire family there.  I know Big D liked it.  After dinner his sister T told us not to worry about cleaning up but gosh I had to move or I felt like I was going to explode.  So I went off into the dinner room where the kids had eaten and started cleaning....got the tables put down and the floor swept and the room looked back to normal.  So while I was doing that T and the other sister S started in the kitchen.  We got that all done and was able to rest then.  We just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; feel like leaving that big of a mess for her to have to clean up...there was a total of 21 people there.  It was really nice!  We got home about 9:15 so it ended up being a long day but very enjoyable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto Saturday....got the rest of the decorations up inside the house and moved to the outside.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I were going to get together and help each other....but I had totally forgot she had to work so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to bother her after she got off at noon.  So I just hung mine up...it was nice outside and with the snow coming I figured I had better get them done.  They are really cute if I do say so myself.  I do have to get 2 more boxes of red lights to finish...but they do look cute!  I love doing that...Big D used to like to do it but anymore he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; even help get the ladder for me.  Oh well...his lose!!  Now just have to get the 5 totes put back in the attic....so many trips up and down the stairs.....guess I will work off all the extra food from the 2 days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;indulging&lt;/span&gt; turkey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was left to the laundry.....the entire mountain of laundry.  It was huge...but I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to even look at it let alone try to sort and start any.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;EEKK&lt;/span&gt;!!  So I did get the nerve to tackle the mountain and by golly was able to knock it all the way down....to just the laundry sorter basket!!  I do have a basket of whites I need to fold that are sitting very lovingly in the living room.....so every time we are in there it just stares at me...."fold me...fold me....fold me".  Its hard to ignore!!  :o)  During the loads of laundry I had plans to meet a couple of "football" moms.  See with football we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 3 nights a week together for 2 hours while the boys had practice.  We miss each other!  I know I did terribly!  So it was nice to have coffee with 2 of them that could make it yesterday.  The hour and half went by very fast...too fast if you ask me!  WE so have to do that again very soon!  I now know I was right about 1 thing....there is such a thing as angels and her name is Sue!!!  Maybe Momma B will agree.....she listens and usually has the answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I got my first present this holiday season...well I guess I got two.  On Thanksgiving after my mom through a fit about me wanting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Harley&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt she proceeded to ask Big D what he wanted for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and he said a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Harley&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt and the size I need not his size...it through me off guard and I was so touched by that, I think I melted right there...."you had me at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Harley&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt!"  My mom caught on and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; right it down but gee what a nice gesture.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; had that kind of niceness for a long long time from him.  On to the second present....my friend Sharon called and wanted to come up and I said I was coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; anyways I could stop by to save her a trip (single mom).  So I stopped by there before coffee.....well she said Nat (her 10 mo old son which I get to babysit....not as often as I would like to) had something for Uncle Bid D and Aunt P.  This summer Big D had taken our boys red wood wagon apart and re painted it and I stenciled "Nathan's Little Red Wagon" on it...looked brand new and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;personalized&lt;/span&gt;.  We gave that to her the last time I had Nat in October.  We were both in tears....so I knew she loved it.  Well the thing Nat had been working on.....I opened it and there was a gorgeous frame with a portrait picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt; in his wagon we gave him.  Talk about tears!!  That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; have been a better gift!  We never did get a picture of the wagon before we gave it to them and we had wished we had and now we have this gorgeous picture!!  Friends and family are the true blessings!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; take each other for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;granted&lt;/span&gt;!  Take care all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-601141110721912496?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/601141110721912496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=601141110721912496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/601141110721912496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/601141110721912496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!!!'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-3272207589496020395</id><published>2008-11-26T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:59:10.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.....</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is Thanksgiving.....I hope you all have a wonderful day with friends and families.  To tell you the truth....Big D and I are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to be glad when its over.  We enjoy getting together with families but the whole drama thing is just unbearable this year.  With his sisters living so far away they wanted us to come on Thanksgiving BUT for the last 4 years we have hosted thanksgiving out our house because its bigger than my moms.  Have to keep in mind Big D's parents were not around for 12 years...their choice.  So Big D's sisters never got together except for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  So now that the n laws are back we, I guess, are doing his side as well.  BUT we cannot do this in 1 day because of the distance and we are hosting again this year.  So now Thanksgiving is 2 days.  On Friday we are driving to Princeton IL to Big D's oldest sisters to have dinner with everyone.  Big D's sister T and her husband and 6 kids, and Big D's middle sister S and her husband and 3 kids, and of course the mother and father n law.  I really enjoy his family its just something about his......never mind cannot be this way because its the holidays.  So after Friday I think Big D and I will be able to relax and THANK God it is over until Christmas.  I have not ever really felt this way because I have always loved the holidays.....not sure what it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is getting out of the VA today and will be home for quiet awhile.  He was fitted for his boot that will go over his leg so he can put pressure on it and walk with a walker.  The bones and skin still have not attempted to heal so they are hoping that with pressure and circulation that it will try to  heal.  So we are Thankful he will be home and get to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Big D's mom got out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; Saturday and we are Thankful that everything turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;....BUT with her you cannot get through that stubbornness to make her aware of how serious all of that was.  She was back playing bingo on Sunday.....I have nothing else to say about that because it would take probably 20 papers to say exactly what Big D and I are thinking.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well Lil D did get a cast on Friday.  He was excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he wanted everyone to sign it.  Its bright orange...for hunting ya know.  Anyways Monday he let the whole class sign it and his teacher too.  Of course me, Big D, the dog (i put a puppy paw), Mid D, T, A, C, Matt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt;, and the neighbor had already signed it.  He only has to wear it 3 weeks.  He will get it off right before his Christmas program.  Oh took him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt; last night and he has a sinus infection.  Got to love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant wait til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I am hoping to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; stuff out and decorated!  Its like opening presents because I cannot remember what I had from year to year and sometimes pick up things after the holidays at a discounted price for the next year!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are behind on our snow removal stuff.  We usually have our letters to home residents and bids out to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt; businesses we take care of by now.  So guess what I am working on today at work....I emailed myself the letterhead and stuff from home and will be working on that this afternoon.  With the new manager here at work we are not real busy this fall.  Not anywhere close to what we have had in years past...so yes I have a little time to do stuff for myself.  I could go home but I am here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; things happen I guess.  Sounds good right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh......I am lost on what I have already gotten for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  I cannot find my notebook with my lists of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; for the past several years and the current year.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;AAHHH&lt;/span&gt;...I have looked everywhere....Big D thinks I must have left it in a cart.  How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; is that if someone finds it....they will think I am nuts!   Yes I take it in with me so I can add what we are picking up and of course I have a list of ideas for everyone so we have an idea of what to get.  Really I feel lost.....guess I will have to start another notebook but I have to go through everything to see what we have gotten.  BUT its in the basement....I hate our basement.....the spiders/webs scare me.  I am deathly afraid of spiders...big or small...they freak me out.  Not saying our basement if full of them but just the thought.  Big D keeps it really clean but spiders could be there ya know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I stopped by my grandmas yesterday to get the stuff for stuffing and noodles.  She wouldnt let us get it she said she would if I would make it.  (stubborn too)  So I stopped by with Lil D after his docotrs appt.  But see Big D talked to her on Saturday and told her we would be in town Sunday (which I didnt know a thing about) and we would stop and get that stuff then.  Well low and behold on Monday morning, at work, I get a phone call from her chewing me out because I didnt stop by yesterday...Big D said we would be in town.  Well yes I just so happen to have made a trip to GC only to pick up the car Lucy.  Big D was taking the camper to storage at my friend P's.  So I came straight home after getting Lucy.  I explained that to her but you see all she sees is that we were in town and should have stopped.  We cannot get through her head that if everytime we came to town we had to stop by her house that would mean we needed to stop by Big D's grandmas, my mom and dads, and Big D's mom and dads and we would never get anything done and get home.  She just brags on how Gabriel is there and does so much for her and doesnt know what she would do without her.  See Gabriel is getting paid to help my grandma with certain things around the house because my dad cant do it anymore and my mom cant now with working and taking care of my dad too and that leaves me and my brother.  Well actually leaves me...my brother wont even return phone calls unless he wants something.  Its not like I dont do anything for her.....Big D and I just washed and sealed her porch again (the porch which Big D put on her house 12 years ago).  I have been there atleast 3 times in the last 4 mos to fix her toliet seat, at least 4 other times to get cans she has saved for the boys, and atleast 5 other times just to stop by...all in the last 4 months.  That doesnt even compare to what we stop or Big D gets to stop at his grandmas.  I dont think she realizes what we do and how busy our lives are.  She just adores Gabriel...but that is Gabriels job to be there.  You dont know how bad it kills me inside to here her say things about Gabriel....I am her only grandaughter around here (has 2 others in Florida that have really nothing to do with her...they didnt even come to my grandpas funeral in 2002 cause the had class at college...selfish).  Every christmas we used to get together and make cookies, fudge, etc and the boys loved it.  The last 3 years or so she has not been up to it so I have gotten together with Vervecca and her kids.  Which has been a blast!!  I have to grit my teeth to listen to her talk about Gabriel......I know that means alot to her but it kills me.  What else can I do....I have to take care of my family, work 40+ hours a week.....wish I could clone me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope you all have a great thanksgiving!  Take Care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-3272207589496020395?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3272207589496020395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=3272207589496020395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3272207589496020395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/3272207589496020395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-8229414378564836065</id><published>2008-11-21T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:21:26.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday started out like any other ordinary day.  Get up, shower, make up, hair, dressed, get Lil D up cause Mid D is already up and ready.  Get breakfasts, lunches packed, go to bus stop...BUT wait I forgot Lil D's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;book bag&lt;/span&gt;.  He had the dog but neither one of us grabbed his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;book bag&lt;/span&gt;.  So he ran home to get it before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; bus got there.  He barely made it but he did.  Then off to work where the boss seemed to be a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pissy&lt;/span&gt; so that made me a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pissy&lt;/span&gt; as well.  We are too much alike I think, stubborn, bull headed, so we clash when either one of us is having a rough day.  Lunch was a big ordeal...of course have to wait on them hand and foot when they are in the field, but we were not in the field and most of the guys where here so why should I get their lunches?  I was very busy because it was the end of the month for us and I had to close &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;payable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receivables&lt;/span&gt;, and billing....plus make sure all the receivers were in for products received in the month and freight for that product was accounted for even if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; billed invoiced for it.....on and on and on....So the boss tells me at 11 am not to worry about lunches...good cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;.  Then 10 min later he yells across the hall "P you need to get some food in here."  Make up your damn mind....as he is saying this all the guys are in the back room sitting on their butts.  So I head back there and tell them I am suppose to get lunches....they say they want to go up town and eat.  Fine with me!  The boss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; that but on well....do it yourself next time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then at 3pm I get a call on my cell phone from the Elementary School....Lil D has had an accident and looks to have a broken finger.  Gee really cause a few days before Halloween I got a similar call saying he had cut his finger and may need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt;.  Which when I got there and looked at it....a butterfly bandage will do the trick...so cheap mom bandages him up and now you cant even tell where the cut was.  So in the back of my mind I am thinking...are they crying wolf again?...really hoping so because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want him in pain.  So then Big D calls to tell me his mom will not get out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; that day (he was going to go pick her up and bring her home) because the day before she had a heart attack.  So they need to do more tests.  So then we said we all needed to go there....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; that is great but now I need to get Mid D stopped from getting on the bus but I am standing in the Elementary school office and he is at the middle school.  Thank goodness for the office ladies they called the middle school and got him stopped.  So I get to Lil D and boy is the finger huge and purple.  Not good at all.  He said he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; in any pain...so I call the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doctor&lt;/span&gt; on our way out of school and she said just go the ER.  So Big D met us there...at 3:20pm....we did not leave there until almost 6 pm.  He had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;xrays&lt;/span&gt; and low and behold its broke.  The index finger (pointer as Lil D called it) right where the finger joins the hand.  So he is in a huge stint thingy and we go to Dr Rowe (orthopedics) at 4 pm for a casting of some sort.  This kid has been prone to be an ER kid...at 4 weeks he just started projectile vomiting during the night...at the age of 2 he broke his left arm, almost 3 he had hernia surgery on his belly button, at 5 was trying to play a magic trick on the bus with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;googly&lt;/span&gt; eye and stuck it in his ear...so far we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get it out had a very interesting trip at the ER (try explaining that to the ER doctor...a what?), then early this year when the ground was froze and we had some snow...he had just gotten off the snowmobile and was swinging at home and flipped out of the swing and landed on his head...I have never in my life seen a goose egg as huge and the colors this was.  Big D was even freaked out...so that made me freak out more.  So then that brings us up to date.  At least it was just a finger and nothing any more.  When I was 12 I broke the same finger but the knuckle at the top, playing basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the mother in law, she had stints but in Monday and on Wednesday she had chest pains, left arm heaviness, and pain so they took her by ambulance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;provena&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;champaign&lt;/span&gt;.  Did some tests and found out she had had a heart attack.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if there had been a clot from the stints so they are doing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;catherazation&lt;/span&gt; again today.  Big D was hunting this morning and then headed down to see her  and what was happening.  Hopefully we will know more this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; show at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Gordyville&lt;/span&gt; and cant wait to go.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I have been counting on this for months!!  Now I have to find a sitter for Lil D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of this hand there is no way to get a glove on it.  He was going to go with Big D and Mid D hunting in the morning...being so cold he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; need to go anyways.  Then the lighted parade.  Cant wait to get hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;bundle&lt;/span&gt; up to watch the show with my family and friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well again we are picking up here at work....too cold first thing in the AM for anhydrous so now that is got 2 degrees warmer they are here in flocks..."i need tanks now....take them to this farm and 2 here blah blah blah.....got to love it.  If it was fun they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; call it work. they would call it going to fun!!  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what Big D says anyways).  Take Care All!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-8229414378564836065?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/8229414378564836065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=8229414378564836065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8229414378564836065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8229414378564836065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-night.html' title='What a night....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-4134375698991599107</id><published>2008-11-17T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:48:08.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends.........</title><content type='html'>Well howdy all!  As all of you know that last week in our small town there was a tragedy with 2 eigth grade girls...just makes you sick.   The whole death thing lately is really getting everyon down especially sooo close to the holidays.  Death is cruel and a very hard part of life for the ones left behind.  so we have to move on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my BFF Vervecca drug me to a couple places last week.  Guess I shouldnt say drug but asked me to go along and I did.  We attended a purse party Thursday night and I went just to look because my mom had just gotten me a really nice knock off coach purse....well she bought it for herself ( I was with her) in the mall and was saving it for "winter" purse time.  In the meantime she found one she liked better so I got the one from the mall.  The purse before that I got at another purse pary from my mom.  She bought me, my hopefully soon to be sister in law, and herself a purse just because.....got to love her!  So the party I attended with Vervecca I really was just there to look....but.....I fell in love.  I mean really...it was so beautiful...I thought.  I got compliments on it the next night and then shopping this weekend....but my loving romantic (yeah right) husband just laughed and said he hoped I didnt pay much for that.  They just dont understand.  Oh well...I like it thats all that counts.  So onto Friday night....she took me to what was suppose to be an open house for Lia Sophia and ended up to be a real party....oh well.  I just wasnt in the mood for jewelry so I didnt buy any.  I was proud of myself....but still felt sooo guilty then about the purse.  I really almost cried myself to sleep Thrusday night because I was doubting the purchase....wondering should I ask to take it back....that was selfish of me to buy it.  So I talked to Big D and he said he didnt mind the purse because its what I wanted and I work hard at work and at home....we derseve to treat ourselves.  Ok that made me fell a lot better...but I got to thinking..if I just bought a purse and spend $50 what was his treat going to be?  He is known to go grocery shopping for me and end up coming home with a $400 pressure washer before.....so that scared me.  So I asked him what he was thinking he needed to treat himself with....well then he preceeded to tell me he wanted to attend an auction that had a 4 wheeler and he wanted to bid on it.  Ok...but how much....he thought $1500 or so.....gee my $50 purse purchase didnt look so bad.  But thank goodness it went for way more than that!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the auction and after showing the trailer (my mom and dad are selling a trailer and dog kennel....but we do add and take care of showing them) and packing and shipping the kids to the neighbors...we headed for our weekend get away.  We didnt get gone until 2 or so but we made the most of it.  We got about half of the christmas shopping done and spent the night and did grocery shopping the next morning.  We were home right at noon yesterday.  In time to get stuff put away and head out to put up the deer blind for the 3 d's.  Headed back home to show the kennel (which ended up being sold) and to do laundry and to clean and and and......still didnt get  hardly anything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight we were suppose to start wrestling practice for Lil D, BUT we asked him if he would like guitar lessons instead.  He had gotten an electric guitar last year from Santa and we never got around for the lessons, so we asked him which he would rather do....wrestling or guitar lessons.  He lite up about guitar lessons....so yeah no 3 days a week for wrestling practice...and going everyon wher for meets and having to pay for him to wrestle at the meets and for us to get in to watch.....so relieved.  Dont get me wrong we will let them try antyhing and give them the opportunity to play anything...but my little 7 yr old wrestling?  Plus the  coaches said we cannot be in the gym during practices..(we being parnets) and that royally ticked me off.  He is my son, baby no less, I WILL be in that gym during practice...plus we live out of town so where are we suppose to go...?  Dont have to worry about that now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are gettng busy here so best get back to work....yes had a blast the weekend....Big D had time just the two of us and so we had some bonding time and we talked about everything!  You all have a great week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-4134375698991599107?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/4134375698991599107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=4134375698991599107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4134375698991599107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/4134375698991599107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekends.html' title='Weekends.........'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-8135535676590063507</id><published>2008-11-06T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:05:08.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking.....</title><content type='html'>Lots of thoughts running through my head today.....the visitation tonight....my dad going back to the VA in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; today......christmas.......just lots of stuff.  I am not sure how Mid D will handle the visitation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;to night&lt;/span&gt;...I am worried but he knows I am right by his side.  I was lucky enough to not have a very close family member or friend die until I was 14.  When I was 12 I started babysitting these 3 little boys: Andre 8, Jordan 2, and Nike 3 mos.  I fell in love with those boys and Janet (their mom) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adopted&lt;/span&gt; me as their daughter.  When I got my license I drove to their house.  Even before then I would watch them every Saturday for sure and if we had to do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; my mom and I would take them with us.  So 2 years after I started watching them...the dad Todd died in a tragic accident when he worked for Rhodes Tower Service.  He fell not sure how many feet but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and when he landed on his feet from the distance it shoved all his organs upwards and crushed them.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; going into the visitation until I seen Janet and then the boys.  Why should they have to grow up without their dad.  Nick not really ever going to remember his dad and Jordan maybe some vague memories.....Todd loved those boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much and Janet too!  I really lost it there.....crying so hard I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; breath.  I remember my mom telling to calm down and take a deep breath....how could I those poor boys!  For Janet to lose her husband and love of her life...I cant imagine losing Big D.  Not only are we husband and wife but we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;truely&lt;/span&gt; best friends as well.  Janet and boys moved away when I was 17.  We remained close and she sent money for my graduation and then when we got married.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt; when I received those cards.   Even being that far away I knew she still thought of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well onto my dad.  This past June Big D, me, Mid D, Lil D, my Aunt Alice, Uncle Bob, mom and dad all ventured to my grandmas in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Missouri&lt;/span&gt;.  We all had a great time...while mom, dad AA, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;UB&lt;/span&gt; would stay later on my grandmas me and the 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; would head back to the hotel and go swimming for hours....we were usually the only ones in there (do you think had something to do with the way I looked in a swim suit?).  Boy did the little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; have a blast.  It was actually good exercise for Big D's back.  Well the night before the 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; and I were to come home my dad fell at my grandmas getting in the trail blazer and when he fell he broke his leg but the break was right at his ankle.  The ankle bone ended up sticking completely out of the skin.  When he landed his leg landed in a puddle of water because it had just rained.  So trying to keep the blood stopped and dad warm and dry it was a mess.  My mom called my cell right after it happened even before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;emts&lt;/span&gt; got there.....she was frantic and I had to remind here to get dads list of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; (which is a huge list) and then she said she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have one.  So here I am trying to talk the mgr of the hotel into letting me into my moms room to get my dads &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; let me....so after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;emts&lt;/span&gt; got there they decided that dad had lost too much blood that he needed to be airlifted from there.  My grandma lives out the boonies, I am not kidding.  All gravel roads, but boy is it beautiful.  They have 3 ponds behind their house, private ponds, so we do all the fishing we want.  Mid D caught a 6 lb catfish all by himself this year.  Three years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ago&lt;/span&gt; I caught a 25 lb carp...cant really eat them but boy was that fun!  Anyways....the helicopter landed in the pasture next to my grandmas.  It took 6 guys to carry my dad there...my dad is a big guy not huge but big.  Anyway they had to do surgery and he was in Kansas City hospital until July sometime and then at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; VA until August 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or so.  During that time we thought we were going to loose him more than once.  He was over in Indianapolis for a not quiet a week...we went over the weekend to see him and he was grey and told me he was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much paid he just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; handle it anymore he just wanted to "go".  I hated that.  After they found out what was making him so sick he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; to come home to the family and get better.  His leg has had an infection in and behind the plate that is holding his foot to his leg since the first surgery...they think from laying in the water when he fell.  Well they are finding out that the bone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; even tried to heal...so its not trying to grow together.  The skin on the outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; look that good either.  So now he is back in VA in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Danville&lt;/span&gt; to get fitted for a boot that will allow him to walk on it with a walker.  He was using his scooter and wheelchair during this time.  With him putting weight on his leg they are thinking that with the blood flowing better to his leg that maybe it will start to heal.  Hopefully that will work if not he will have to lose the leg.  If that does happen he will be in the VA for 6-9 months.  We just hope this boot works or they can wait until after the holidays so we all can be together as a family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  Big D may have to work mandatory overtime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;next weekend&lt;/span&gt; so we may not be able to get away that weekend.  The following weekend is the lighted parade which we would not miss.  So who knows when we will get to go.  here I was bragging and now that shot me in the butt.  Guess we will play it by ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really want for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; would be a puppy.  I know the boys would love it too.  Our dog Dee is great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong...I just miss the puppies.  Dee is a pure bred black lab (her mom was yellow and her dad black).  They are the best breed for family dogs!  They are quiet hyper as a puppy, lots and lots of energy but also lots and lots of love and wants to please.  We bought Dee for Mid D's 1st birthday.  They have grown up together.  Dee turned 11 in June and boy if anything happened to her.......I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think we would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; dog ever!!  To help with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hyperness&lt;/span&gt; we had her bred 2 times and the last being an accident.  The first breeding she was bred with another lab but a block head lab and she had 9 pups but the first night we lost 1 so we sold 8 pups.  Yes we sold them....hard on me more than anybody.  They were my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;puppers&lt;/span&gt;".  Call me crazy but we also raised them all in the house.  Big D made me a big crate/box with a shelf for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Dees&lt;/span&gt; food and water until the pups were weaned.  It worked great and the whole one end was a double door opening so I could get the crate cleaned good.  I would have to reline the box with fresh paper every morning, after work and then before bed.  Relining the crate meant taking all the nasty paper out, wiping the entire crate down with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;lysol&lt;/span&gt;, letting it dry, and then papering.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; with Lil D during this time and those puppies were the only thing that kept me from letting myself get down with the sickness, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; morning sickness, I was sick ALL day long.  When I was working with the puppies it kept my mind off it.  The second litter she only had 6 but they were huge!!  The first litter there were only 2 yellow (1 copper, 1 yellow) 7 black.  The second litter she had 3 yellow (2 yellow, 1 white) and 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;.  My mom and dad ended up having the white one, Maggie, which she was hit by a car in 2002.  Dee was bred with a yellow male from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt;.  So now for the last litter. That was my fault.  During the whole morning routine, getting the boys ready to go the sitter, breakfasts, and loading the car, I let the dog out and told her to go to the kennel, which she did, but forgot to close the dang door.  Oh yeah she was in heat too.....you would have thought I for sure would have shut the door.  Well when Big D got home from work he called me at work to tell me she probably had run town.  So we hoped she was not pregnant. Well 30 days later she was showing...so low and behold on Christmas day she had 10 puppies.  She had 8 black and 2 yellow (1 darker and 1 lighter).  They were not pure because most of them had a little bit of white somewhere.  We did sell them all but not even half of what we could have for pure puppies....but we loved them the same.  We thought if we charged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; something for them (plus to help with vet bills) "good" homes would be found.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; miss the work and the joys of having around.  So maybe you see why I want a puppy?  I want to raise more puppies in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now on to work...we were audited by the US DOT rail division yesterday.  Talk about almost sh!$$!^&amp;amp; a brick.  Never in 15 years has this been done to me.  We did good, not great but she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; by the book.  Passing grade that is all that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; best get back to work...when it rains these farmers seem like they just come in flocks...I just want to run away from here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-8135535676590063507?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/8135535676590063507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=8135535676590063507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8135535676590063507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8135535676590063507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-thinking.html' title='Just Thinking.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6474551242141784241</id><published>2008-11-04T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:28:39.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile.....</title><content type='html'>Well its been quiet a while since I have posted anything...not had much time here at work to do it.  Yes I do this during the day at my desk when I have a few to type.  There is just now way I can at home with the running and laundry and house keep up to sit down and do this except at maybe midnight....but I really need my beauty sleep (but I have a few saying that it hasnt helped).  Anyways not a lot going on since I wrote last.  There is one big thing right now on our minds, hearts and in our prayers. The loss of a dad of one of Mid D's friends.  I cant imagine what he is going through.  He grandparents are the best and we love them dearly and have the upmost respect for them for raising T like they have.  T is such a wonderful kid...everything a parent would strive for and now his dad will never be able to realize what he gave up and T will never have the opportunity to tell him and show him that.  It just makes us sick!  So the visitation will be extra hard and not a dry eye in the place....more so for the grandparents losing a son and for the grandson to lose his father.  I know there are alot of kids that will be there for T and have been there for him!  Ok on another note...wiping the tears away....we will celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary next week.  Wow has it really been that long......I can say yes!  He have been together for 16 years....and Mid D was born when we were married 1 yr and 9 mos...cant tell what happened on our 1 yr anniversary can you?  My ex boss could tell that was going to happen cause we went out for supper with him and his wife for our anniversary and of course had a few (too many) drinks that night.....but it was soo worth it getting a bundle of joy that looks like his father.  I think Big D and I are going away not this weekend next weekend to do most of the shopping for christmas...we have done this the past 4 years.  We usually take the camper and camp at Lake Evergreen but this year we are just going to stay in a motel somewhere.  We never know where we will end up.  A few years agao we went all the way to Ottawa....of course a HD store!  We always have a good time.  We do not get to do much the two of us with no kids but that is the way we like it.  Together doing things as a family!  Here lately the boys and Big D have been practicing shooting targets....getting ready for hunting which is coming up really soon.  Mid D has been through his safety courses and can actually shoot this year.  Lil D knows he cant yet, we told him he has to be 10 before he can do the safety courses, which is not true its just when we let Mid D take them.  But he is practicing and doing great too!  Well best get back to work....wish it was Friday!  Cant wait to go shopping with Vervecca on Satruday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-6474551242141784241?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6474551242141784241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=6474551242141784241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6474551242141784241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/6474551242141784241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2027358285812380340</id><published>2008-10-20T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:50:44.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend......</title><content type='html'>Well it was such a weird weekend.  Friday night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to take the 2 oldest to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GCMS&lt;/span&gt; football game.  We took all 5 kids out for supper and then dropped the 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;youngens&lt;/span&gt; off at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nanna&lt;/span&gt; K's and was ready to head out when my Lil D was almost in tears....I want to be with you mom....so we took him too.  As we are gathering up our coats, blankets, gloves etc it started to spit rain.  Of course I had the suburban and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stinking&lt;/span&gt; umbrella anywhere.  Thank goodness for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nanna&lt;/span&gt; K they had 2.  Well it rained the entire game....so after the half time show we left and went home.  So getting home about 9:15pm got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; boys warmed up and to bed and I started reading.....got so close to the end of the book had to finish it.  So about 11:10pm I finished it and went to bed...only be to awoken by the Dee dog needing to go out.  Well when the boys and I pulled in from the game I noticed that my neighbors truck was home....weird on a Friday night but maybe he is growing up.  Well letting the dog out at 2:57 am I noticed his truck was gone....boy he is being a bad boy tonight.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; think that bad really until we got a call at 5:20 am....a collect call no less from a county jail.  That time in the morning I was not fully awake...all I heard was county jail and Jim and then I was frantically waking Big D up telling him....not listening to the directions of the call "to except press " so it disconnected.  Big D was asking which county how much.....all I could say was....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know now the call disconnected because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; press a number.  Oh crap!!  No caller ID upstairs so we rush downstairs and find out it was Ford not the county we were thinking....thank goodness.  So we call over to the jail and find out what happened and what we need to do to get him home.  Get all the info and I hand it to Big D and he looks at me funny...."I have to go to work you have to go get him."  Oh crap...no way.  I will let him sit....he needs to sit and get this crap out of his system.  Well I do get around and head to the jail, seen lots of deer and was thinking of things I was going to say to him.....really chew him out....knowing the entire time it would not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;faze&lt;/span&gt; him one bit.  Well sitting in the jail lobby waiting for him....the deputy comes out and I have to sign the bond and give him the money and the deputy says what a nice guy he is and sometimes good guys get in a rut and he has the cleanest record he's seen in a very long time.  As the deputy is saying this my comments were, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; live next to him, not a 40 yr rut, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; cause he has gotten lucky.  Am I suppose to be nice?  He got me up at 5:20am on a Saturday to save his butt.....not in my book I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to be nice.  Well the deputy says it will be another 30 min cause we are getting them breakfast (them yes there were 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dui's&lt;/span&gt; that night) and I told the deputy no he does not need to eat because we are going straight home.  The deputy smiled and said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; will save you 20 min.....great I thought.  So finally at 7 am we were leaving.  When the deputy told Jim that I was there not Big D Jim just grabbed his head and said no not her....she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have red hair does she?  By golly sir she sure does.....he was a bit nervous!  Out the door to the car we headed straight to the ATM to get our money back and then he wanted something to eat so we ran through the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; (not telling him he could have had a free breakfast).  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; eat just needed some caffeine.  Now driving to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; I chewed and chewed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; we had to figure out where his truck was.  We stopped at 1 spot and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; there and the other was not open.  Well we are going home, I am exhausted.  That made for a long day....very long.  About 1pm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and I ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Bloomington&lt;/span&gt; to get groceries.....which was really nice just the two of us.  It made the trip so much quicker than with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hubbys&lt;/span&gt; or kids.  and not as expensive!!  So we all slept in yesterday and got lots of work done around the house...Big D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to work.  About 1 pm I realized that Mid D had his football banquet and had to rush around to get ready....almost forgot!!  It only lasted 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and we were home!  It was a nice evening...quiet!  The neighbor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really want to talk to me.....and finally came over last night to see if Big D could take him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; in the morning on Big D's way to work so he could get money and get his truck.  So I guess that is what happened because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to do anything about this morning.  Oh I did ask the neighbor why he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; call his sister or brother in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and he said because they would have let him sit!  So I preceded to tell him....we debated!!!  So lets see how this week turns out....hopefully nothing like Saturday morning!  Take care all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2027358285812380340?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2027358285812380340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2027358285812380340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2027358285812380340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2027358285812380340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend......'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-2285940119397574165</id><published>2008-10-14T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:17:11.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog tired because of dog nights....</title><content type='html'>Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been sleeping the best not sure why...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;?  Anyways....after work, supper, and waiting for Big D to get home I fell asleep on the couch last night....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; for very long but I woke my self up...maybe breathing heavy.  Then when we all headed up stairs for showers and tucking into bed I got a second wind.  Well after everyone was tucked in bed and read and finished a book about 10pm.  I shut the light off and tried I mean tried to go to sleep.  I tossed and turned.  I heard the dog go back down stairs.....my thought was if she gets in the trash I will skin her (which we never do...the puppy eyes always get you even though she is 11).  About 11:22 pm she came back up stairs and I can tell when she is out of breath or has to go the bathroom.  Well it was a "I have got to go...get up mom" because she nudged me.  So I take her downstairs and low and behold she was in the trash....but...something must have gotten her because she had dripped blood in the kitchen and dinning room.  So outside she went so I could pick up the trash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clorox&lt;/span&gt; wipe the floors where she dripped.  Not only was it on the floors but also in her water bowl.  So there I am at midnight cleaning downstairs....guess it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because of my second wind but dang am I tired today.  The alarm came too fast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on another note Lil D has to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xrays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;to night&lt;/span&gt; and we are seeing the foot doctor again tomorrow.  He is still limping with his right foot.  Hopefully it will not be as bad as they think it may be...he may have to have his foot casted.  It is something to do with growing and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tendons&lt;/span&gt; not long enough to let his heal bone connect...not sure all I remember is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doctor&lt;/span&gt; saying he has a disease.  I guess he will out grow it but for now we need to make it not so painful.  I know the whole heal pain...went through that 2 years ago.  Had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; shot in the heal.....hurt like hell but worked for a month maybe.  So then had molds made of my feet and have inserts I were everyday.  No more pain.....I would hate to get out of bed because I could not put my foot down because of the pain...but no more and now to see Lil D with pain...we got on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D's birthday is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;....hopefully he will not have to haul so we can do supper together!  I know its not a big deal to him but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; is special!    He will get a cake anyways!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best get back to work before I fall asleep....take care all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-2285940119397574165?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2285940119397574165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=2285940119397574165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2285940119397574165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/2285940119397574165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/10/dog-tired-because-of-dog-nights.html' title='Dog tired because of dog nights....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-8056687463883400112</id><published>2008-10-06T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:16:01.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to rest.....</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend we had really no time at all to just sit and rest.  Friday night the 3D's and I attened the homecoming game.  I was soo surprised that Big D went but his brother N law was inducted into the hall of fame and he was getting his award during half time.  Big D's sister wasnt going to be able to make it because their 6 kids had homecoming in their town but to our surprise she was there at our game.  We got to talk to both of them for quite awhile.  It was nice to see them.....the families just dont get together like the used to.  The boys had a good time a the game and we left the bleachers after halftime thinking we would head home then but we got to talking to sister and brother n law...so we didnt leave until into the 4th quarter.  So Saturday Big D and Lil D got up at 6 am to haul corn in the semi all day while I took Mid D shopping to get jeans.  We met up with vervecca and T and headed to champaign and found some good deals.  Mid D really had fun because it was just for him and I think Vervecca and T found what they needed too.  Big D and Lil D didnt get home until 8:15 pm that night.  Lil D called me atleast 6 times during the day just to tell me hi or what they had done.  The first time he called was to tell me he had a tooth fall out.  We knew it was loose....he was excited!!  After shopping Mid D was dropped off at a friends h0use outside of Elliott to spend the night.  so after all that running it was almost 6 before I got home.  Just enough time to get the house picked up and laundry started.   Sunday morning Big D hauled again but didnt have to go in til 9AM.  Lil D stayed home with me while I cleaned more and worked on laundry.  Big D called and asked if we wanted to come and ride a couple rounds with him so Lil D and i made Bid D some lunch and headed to Ponitac.  We were there a couple of hours and headed home because Mid D was coming home.  Big D didnt have to work that late just til 4.  So we did have a few minutes last night to rest before heading to bed.  Every night I sit up to read for a couple hours usually.  With everyone else in beds and Big D usually asleep I can sit in the quiet and read.  Between Big D's mask and the dog snoring and the fans going it is really nice and peaceful.  I can usually go through a book a week and which I did finish a book Friday night and started a new one Saturday night (thanks to nanna sanders).  I only have 6 more from her to read of which Crazy Kids will end up with!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week doesnt look to terribly busy.  I have a board meeting tonight, Big D may haul tomorrow night, Big D and I have lunch with Mid D on Thrusday at school and there is no school on Friday which Big D is taking off to be with the boys and which he will be hauling so they boys get to go spend that day in the semi....thank goodness for the sleeper in the back!!  There is no school again on Monday which Big D has taken that day off too.  See he has all this vacation left because of having his back surgery in April and not working for 4 months he has 3 weeks to use up before the end of the year.  I am so jealous he gets a four day weekend.  My mom had asked me to go to the covered bridge festival on Friday but not sure if I can get the day off.  If is doesnt rain much than that is a BIG no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece Taryn turns 2 today.  She is my brothers little girl and of course beautiful, sweet, funny, and soo lovey!!  I guess they are having her party this coming weekend.  I have had her presents since july.....from the tuscola outlet mall....got to love carters!!!  I think all the football moms would remember about my trip to the Tuscola outlet mall.....I found lots of bargins that day!!  ;o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess I better get back to work......have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-8056687463883400112?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/8056687463883400112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=8056687463883400112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8056687463883400112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/8056687463883400112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-time-to-rest.html' title='No time to rest.....'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-1848604059940143389</id><published>2008-10-03T09:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:20:39.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I tell ya but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; thankful today is Friday.  It seems I may be in a bad mood.....at home I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; but as soon as I walked into the door here at work.....I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; irritated.  Just little things have set me off......why on a Friday?  Well just 2 days ago I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; ran all over town for this office, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; paper, of course cant forget their coffee, pop, etc but had to hit 3 stores.  So I get back and fill the entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fridge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;up teen&lt;/span&gt; types of pop (nobody can drink the same and so help me if someone touches my diet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pepsi&lt;/span&gt;....).  so its nice and full for when we get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; busy.  Well yesterday afternoon and now this morning I hear our new salesman in the fridge putting who knows how many cans of pop in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt; cooler (i cant spell).  If he knew he was going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; a 30 pack why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; he just go uptown and take what Cindy has in the pop cooler already cold.  Cause now the fridge could be restocked......but I am not the one who took it all out.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; fill it for me.....no they cant even replace the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; paper roll with a fresh roll.  I am thankful they do put the seat down but they sit on it as much as I do during the day.  Really I have not seen this many men take a dump as often as they do....well my Bid D does but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see him while he is at work getting paid to dump!  Its just frustrating working with all men!  Oh as for their coffee.....they ran out last week like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; and they told me Friday morning.  All I hear is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Precious&lt;/span&gt; (yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what they call me) we are out of coffee.  Make us some coffee."  So my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;smartass&lt;/span&gt; remark....."if you are out of coffee what am i suppose to make it with my good looks?"  Well that just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;stirred&lt;/span&gt; them all up and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; what to know what their comments were.  I love doing that to them by the way.  So finally this Wednesday I run to town to eat lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and then do my running.  Before I leave Mattie says hey get the coffee.  So as I am hopping the truck I ask them again what they wanted....was it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;pepsi&lt;/span&gt;?    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Doesnt&lt;/span&gt; it just sound grad working with all men.  When we are full force here there are a total of 10 men (so called) and me.  So when they are all here and we running hard I also have to get everyone lunches....that just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;erks&lt;/span&gt; me too.  I know they are busy but when I am stuck in my office after a good rain and they are not doing anything and I am working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hinny&lt;/span&gt; off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;donig&lt;/span&gt; the paperwork I have to catch up because I waiting on their butts...do you think they get me lunch?  Typical men!!  Well now that is off my chest.....I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel that great today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we have a cookout at one of the coaches houses for the football team and then off to the homecoming game.  I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; seem to want to go but Mid D does so we will just bundle up!  Hope you all have a great weekend!  It sounds like I get to take Mid D shopping for jeans because he only has 2 pair that fit.  They are so hard to keep in clothes and shoes!!  But the good part of going shopping I am going with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Vervecca&lt;/span&gt; and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;rkids&lt;/span&gt;!!  Sounds like Big D is going to be hauling tomorrow.....I really think he enjoys driving a semi and if he could do it as a full time job he would.  He says its to make extra cash (well most of the needing extra cash is for his medical bills).  Oh his medical bills are not bad as they could be.  Two years in a row now he has had back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt;.  In 2007 he had back surgery in June but was off work from May before surgery and went back to work the day after labor day in September.  Now this year 2008 he had back surgery in April and went back to work mid August.  Just when we thought we had all the medical bills caught up in March of this year.....his back started hurting again....so hence the surgery in April.  He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much better now and hope it stays that way.  This last surgery was more extensive...he was in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; 4 days instead of overnight like last year.  So now we are just trying to get caught back up on everyday things and now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; bills again.  I have worked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hinny&lt;/span&gt; off both years as much as I could just to keep our heads above water and not get behind on the monthly bills and am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; wanting a break.  I told Big D that next year I want the summer off...he has had the last tow summers off with our boys now its my turn!  That wont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; though.  Well that went into a major ramble....so best get back to work.  Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-1848604059940143389?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1848604059940143389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=1848604059940143389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1848604059940143389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/1848604059940143389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-5974584682215978495</id><published>2008-10-02T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:00:09.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed time stories</title><content type='html'>Well have to share this.  Last night as I am tucking Lil D into bed he asked some questions that he usually does.  Tell me something about when I was little and stuff like that.  Well he started asking questions like why did you name Mid D his name and not Matthew.  Well I tell him that there is already a matt H in our family.  Then he said well it would be Matthew not Matt.  Then I explain to him that that is Matts full name like mine is &lt;a href="mailto:P#@$%"&gt;P#@$%&lt;/a&gt;#!@ and they call me P.  You dont like your full name?  I told him yes but dont want to be called that all the time.  So then I explain that the reason I named you and your brother the names we did is because dad and I wanted to stay with a D name and they actually end in a N too.  Well why isnt your name a D name?  So then I tell him that Mamma and Pappa named me and I didnt know your dad then.  So did you tell Granny and Gramps (Big D's parnets) to name dad his name?  Honey no I didnt because dad was born before me and we didnt know each other then.  Well how did you meet dad?  I told him I was working at a grocery store.  Why were you working at a grocery store?  Well I had to have a job to buy my car.  Oh he says and I can tell that he is thinking about something....Well why didnt you just sell lemonade for $2 a cup or maybe $5 a cup so you didnt have to work at the grocery store?  I couldnt help myself....I did laugh.  To keep him proud of himself for coming up with that I said to him....You know maybe I should have done something like that.  You are so smart!  He just smiled!  It was sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last weekend Vervecca and I went to the Apple Pork in Clinton and dang it was hot.  But any whoo it was nice just the two of us....no kids!  Well didnt buy much but before we wre leaving I found Mid D a shirt Illini no less and so I was going to get Lil D a shirt too but of course none his size so I got him an Illini stocking hat for the winter...well winter came early so he wore it today.  Well the whole time this morning Lil D is wearing his hat at the bus stop Mid D is just a complaining on how that is not fair he got a shirt and Lil D got a hat.  What a minute...you know if I were to get you the hat and Lil D the shirt you would have complained then too.  So what was I suppose to do....of course Mid D has something to say back.....love their age!!  No matter what I would have done it would not have right in his eyes......just like his dad!!  Not only does he look like him.....boy he acts just like him too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight we are off to the Homecoming parade...Mid D is in the parade for football.  Last year both boys were in the parade.  Lil D was homecoming Prince and Mid D was on the football float.  We were so proud!!  Thanks to Mamma Lil D received the title of Prince!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah we are picking up here at work...got to love the farmers...they want their fertilizer yesterday but call today!  Well have a great day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299452667224238852-5974584682215978495?l=3dnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5974584682215978495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299452667224238852&amp;postID=5974584682215978495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5974584682215978495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299452667224238852/posts/default/5974584682215978495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3dnp.blogspot.com/2008/10/bed-time-stories.html' title='Bed time stories'/><author><name>3DNP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903853069831477562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvfOvs6w6Mk/SfdHdnL82ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f6XaR2Va9bw/S220/more+pics+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299452667224238852.post-6593404170772554626</id><published>2008-10-01T08:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:23:18.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My first.....'/><title type='text'>My first blog!!</title><content type='html'>Well here we go.  Thanks to my crazy kids blogger I decided to copy and see if I can do this too!  This is the first week with no football practice to attend....which I would say I am happy but again I am sad because I dont get to socialize with the moms.  Working with men all day long and then going home to all boys (except my perfect wonderfulest dog ever Dee Dee my girl) not much socializing with females....well except spending time with my bestest friend Vervecca which now lives in my town too...so lots closer and just a walk away.  Any whooo I realized that I miss the 2 hour talks with the moms and discussing books that Nanna Sanders will share next!!  I didnt realize how much I was missing not being home in the evenings....boy was the house really that messy?  Being home most of the weekend I realized that my house really was that messy.  I can say now it is not....just need to put some laundry away but does that ever really end?  Today being the first day of October I cant believe how close the holidays really are.  I really need to make christmas lists....first find my list from last year with everyones names on there and what we had gotten them and how much we spent.....got to be organized you know....if I am not then I will not function and will just get deeper in my "down" spot (thank goodness for Happy pills!!).    No seriously the list is the best thing for me because then I can budget the christmas club money and can keep it even between our boys etc.  I am not sure exaclty what Big D thinks of my list but hey if it was up to him who knows what we would end up with.  I tell ya though he is alot of fun to go shopping with especially when it is for his boys.  Mid D is at the age where he is really getting into the hunting and stuff with Big D and boy you can see how much that makes Big D's day.  Now Lil D is growing up and too fast if I do say so.  He soo wants to be in the hunting thing with big brother and dad and they are slowly working him in too.  Sometimes I feel bad that there is such a big difference in age between Mid D and Lil D.  That was not planned that way and was out of our hands.  We would have had a baby inbetween there but I carried her until 12 weeks and then she died.  At the hospitol in order to "take" the baby they had to do a DNC or what they called it was an incomplete abortion...when I seen that on the paper I had to sign I asked them to reword that because the is not my choice to have this done.  God wanted my little girl before I could even get to know her....she had a job to do with him.  I keep referring to the baby as "her" because deep down I knwo that was my girl.  If we were to have anymore kids I know we would have all boys!!  Any whooo Lil D is growing up fast and so looks up to his big brother and dad!  He is my cuddler and lovey boy.  I can alwasy count on a hug and kiss from him no matter when even in front of friends.  Now Mid D he is like his dad...doesnt show much affection unless we are just around "us" or close family.  Well being my first...I will end at this....love you all!!  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