<?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-337003566266456456</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:34:35.381-06:00</updated><category term='parenting'/><category term='tv'/><category term='venting'/><category term='obsessions'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>This is a story of a girl...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-7121874102752213373</id><published>2010-08-08T20:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:09:31.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason...</title><content type='html'>I have to remind myself this daily! It's been rough the last few months &amp;amp; I am looking forward to times with less stress! Which I hope is sometime soon! Not sure how much more I can take honestly!&lt;br /&gt; At the moment Jeremy &amp;amp; I are living with his family. For the most  part it's wonderful &amp;amp; we all get along. But what I miss the most is  having privacy, my own space, and all our thing's.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy, myself, &amp;amp; our 3 children sleep in the living room. *Le Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;So  as I'm sure you can imagine, it sucks! Especially when you are living in a  household of 10. You don't get a whole lot  of sleep. People get up &amp;amp; down all night or are noisy... It just  stinks. I am thankful that we have a roof over our heads &amp;amp; food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing's have been harder than usual. Right now we've had to endure Jeremy's brother throwing temper tantrums of loosing his truck in a drinking &amp;amp; driving accident, that he was the one who did the drinking &amp;amp; driving. He drove his truck into a phone pole going 90 miles an hr. with their cousin in the car. Both of them were fine thank God. But since then *4 months ago* He's been whoa is me, &amp;amp; why did this happen to me. It's rather frustrating! He storms around the house swearing, screaming, slamming &amp;amp; breaking things.&lt;br /&gt;He's broken several plates, punched a hole in a door, &amp;amp; broke the screen door... SO SICK OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that we've had to deal with Jeremy's alcoholic step-dad. Who goes on week or two long benders, coming home swearing about how he hates everyone &amp;amp; they all should die. Or talks about porn when my kids are in ear shot. &gt;=( I can't STAND that guy!! We stayed with Jeremy's wonderful Aunt &amp;amp; Uncle Sat. night &amp;amp; they've offered that if thing's continue that we're welcome there.  But we're hoping his mom takes care of actually kicking the a$$ hole out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUUUUUT I do have good news =) I got a job! Woo! I now work @ Ross Dress for Less =D I love my job! I started in May. And the on going joke when I started was "don't drink the water, or you'll get pregnant.".... Well guess what I found out on July 1st.... Yea I'm pregnant lol I was on the pill &amp;amp;  Boy was it a big surprise! We were both shocked! But are very excited. And I defiantly believe thing's happen for a reason. The week I found out I was pregnant, when I was freaking out about "how are we going to be able to handle this, when we live in the living rm. of Jeremy's mom's, Jeremy doesn't have a job, &amp;amp; I make min. wage." Jeremy got a job! So know that thing's will be okay! He's working for Umbrella Properties &amp;amp; has been there for about almost a month now. He loves it &amp;amp; has been doing great! So proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm due March 1st as of for now. My 1st Dr. appointment is Aug 17th, I'll be 12 weeks &amp;amp; 1 day. So far thing's have been going good. Minus the nausea &amp;amp; vomiting lol Less stress would be nice! Like I said before hoping that happens soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.baby-gaga.com/p/dev059pr___.png" alt="pregnancy calendar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also looking like we can move in a month or so =) Hoping sooner. VERY EXCITED about that! It'll be mine &amp;amp; Jeremy's 1st place together! At the apartment I felt like it was his, since I moved in with him. But this will be our home together. Our 1st place as a married couple!! Very exciting stuff if you ask me. So I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but it's hard to see it at times. Just have to keep reminding myself =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-7121874102752213373?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7121874102752213373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=7121874102752213373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7121874102752213373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7121874102752213373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2010/08/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5759314787484261425</id><published>2010-02-27T11:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:05:12.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow What a year it has been for me..</title><content type='html'>If you would've asked me last year at this time if I would be happy, in love, &amp;amp; remarried to the man of my dreams, I would've laughed in your face. Well that is what I am. =) And I can't help but thank the Gods everyday for it. I am truly blessed to have Jeremy in my life &amp;amp; am ridiculously happy! I almost forgot how it felt to feel like this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT A LOT has happened over the last few months. In Dec. I miscarried, which turned out to be a very good thing, because at the end of Jan. Jeremy lost his job. Which he was the assistant manager at the apartments we were living at. So now we're staying with his family. Which is rather nice. There is 10 of us here, but it's a rather big house &amp;amp; I LOVE having family around. Never got much of that before, and I am enjoying it. Plus we always have a sitter most of the time. =P&lt;br /&gt;I do miss our privacy.. but hey thank god we have them, because our asses would be homeless if it wasn't for them. So we can sacrifice a little privacy for a roof over our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the fun news! Jeremy &amp;amp; I got married on Valentines  Day!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! He was so cute! He did most of  the planning. lol Cause we did all the planning in two weeks! Yes I know we're nuts, But when you find that one love.. You just know! And we both just know. Our wedding was perfect for us. Small, simple, &amp;amp; unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/S4lnOL63RoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VvVu7sxV1cc/s1600-h/054p.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/S4lnOL63RoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VvVu7sxV1cc/s320/054p.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442995118069466754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tess stayed the night before &amp;amp; we played rockband and hung out with his cousins and family. We all pretty much just hung out most of the day til it was wedding time. Very relaxed compared to most weddings. One of the main reasons neither one of us wanted a regular wedding. It was just too stressful for either one of us. All we cared about was being married to each other!&lt;br /&gt;Our friend, Will who's ordained is the one who married us, at Jeremy's mom's house in there pretty back yard. Jeremy's father walked me down the isle. If I was thinking about it I would've had my brother give me away. But I totally was frazzled &amp;amp; too excited to even focus on anything than the fact that I was marring my bestie! lol But it was nice that Bob was nice enough to do that for us. ** Jeremy &amp;amp; his dad haven't always gotten along or have that great of a relationship.** Moving along though =P I walked down the isle to Green Day "Last Night On Earth" *~ Mine &amp;amp; Jeremy's Song. Plus Jeremy took me to see them in Seattle this summer. Talk about fun! =)~* So it was very fitting for me.  The ceremony was short &amp;amp; sweet. But perfect! Here's a video of it: I could barely talk through my vows cause Jeremy's were so so sooooo sweet! We then toasted and started partying! Did the norm. stuff. Cake, dance *which his step daddy wrote us a song &amp;amp; it was super sweet!*,be merry. It was such a wonderful day!!  His mom &amp;amp; Aunt got us a room at this AMAZING bed &amp;amp; Breakfast called the Campbell Inn, which they upgraded for free! So we had a jacuzzi &amp;amp; fireplace!! Sooooooo nice! I love love loved the place!! it was awesome! Such a perfect way to end our wedding. But now I've been married to my bestie for almost two weeks &amp;amp; it just keeps getting better. So that's it for my update at the moment. I'm sure more is to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-5759314787484261425?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5759314787484261425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5759314787484261425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5759314787484261425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5759314787484261425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-what-year-it-has-been-for-me.html' title='Wow What a year it has been for me..'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/S4lnOL63RoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VvVu7sxV1cc/s72-c/054p.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5463193187801277404</id><published>2009-12-30T17:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:29:38.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This was NOT the way I wanted 2009 to end!</title><content type='html'>Late Sunday night I started bleeding &amp;amp; by yesterday afternoon I was  cramping, &amp;amp; the bleeding had increased &amp;amp; was having a miscarriage.  I'm  heart broken, I never wanted to be pregnant before &amp;amp; I can't even express how bad I wanted this pregnancy. So this is extremely difficult, &amp;amp; I feel like it was stolen from me, &amp;amp; don't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm  coming to terms with that everything  happen for a reason,  &amp;amp; that Jeremy &amp;amp; I will have a baby when the time is right. But  it's still a hard pill to swallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-5463193187801277404?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5463193187801277404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5463193187801277404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5463193187801277404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5463193187801277404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-was-not-way-i-wanted-2009-to-end.html' title='This was NOT the way I wanted 2009 to end!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4787658996285757274</id><published>2009-12-28T15:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:33:45.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning sickness BLOWS!</title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of feeling sick! This reeeeeaaaaly stinks! I'm super excited about being preggers, &amp;amp; this is really the 1st pregnancy I can say that about. But OMG I'm nauseous all the time! Nothing I do makes it go away! And I'm not even 5 weeks! It started right away! Bleh! I'm just hoping it goes away &amp;amp; doesn't stick around the whole pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think if I was skinny I would be showing already.. Cause my pants are highly annoying &amp;amp; feel a bit snug.. I'm feeling like a cow at the moment.. So not having a super happy moment lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yay for new baby on the wat =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4787658996285757274?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4787658996285757274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4787658996285757274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4787658996285757274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4787658996285757274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-sickness-blows.html' title='Morning sickness BLOWS!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-9057513792132726538</id><published>2009-12-11T17:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:56:44.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to a happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Things have been going along wonderfully! For Christmas Jeremy got me a snazzy new laptop! It's super duper bad ass! I highly recommend HP =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have some big new to share! We now  have a bundle of joy on the way. We decided  to try for a baby.. and the 1st try we got lucky! Some people might  think we're nuts, but we can't be happier. I've never been this  blissfully happy in my life it's pretty awesome! We can't wait to meet our lil bean. I'm due Sept. 1st 2010! I hopefully will be going to the dr with in the coming week, so that due date might change. Some peeps think I'm further along.. But I'm not sure. But as for now I'm just over 4 weeks! Squeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.baby-gaga.com/p/dev243pr___.png" alt="babies" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; this is totally random! I just watched the trailer for the Tim Burton's "Alice in Wonderland". OMG LOVE LOVE IT! For anyone who knows me at all, they know my obsession with Alice in Wonderland! I've loved it since I was a little girl! But I totally love the take that Time Burton has done! Looks A-MAZING! Not to mention Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter, how can you go wrong with that?!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer!&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pMiCJefpn9Q"&gt; Alice in wonderland trailer&lt;/a&gt; You totally need to check it out fo shiz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-9057513792132726538?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9057513792132726538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=9057513792132726538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9057513792132726538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9057513792132726538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-to-happy-new-year.html' title='Here&apos;s to a happy New Year!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1580039183611162195</id><published>2009-09-23T13:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:14:50.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can hear the Bells...</title><content type='html'>On Sunday September 20th,  Jeremy proposed to me. *Does happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;Most people would think we've been moving at light speed.  But when you know, you know! Things have been amazing &amp;amp; I can honestly say that I knew from the 1st date that he was the man I was suppose to be with.&lt;br /&gt;The second time around is so much better! We're not going to rush getting married. I refuse to be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridezilla&lt;/span&gt;".  I want to actually enjoy the fact that I get to marry the man of my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;But I shall dish the dirt on the proposal. =)&lt;br /&gt;We had been talking about marriage &amp;amp; all that jazz for a while. The weekend before while we were at the mall, Brycen *Jeremy's son* &amp;amp; I had been window shopping. And I kind of pointed out a ring that I thought was nice. Not my fave, but it was okay. Jeremy had the ring that he proposed to his ex with, &amp;amp; I had seen it before. And from the second I saw it I fell in love with it. She never really liked it or even wore it.   Which killed me.&lt;br /&gt;But on  the 19th, we went to the same mall, and I went to get some  candy &amp;amp; he went to the "bathroom".&lt;br /&gt;He came back all excited after he took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;. But said he couldn't tell me why he was excited. But when we got home he started taking pictures of the engagement ring &amp;amp; started planning on selling it on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;. I just pouted coloring trying not to look at the ring too much, cause it killed me to see it. I really LOVED it! It seriously was a dream engagement ring in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;I happened to look at the receipt from the ring &amp;amp; saw that he had bought it from the very jewelry store that my adopted mom works at. So I looked even closer &amp;amp; saw that there was the associate that helped him was my mom! He purchased the ring 3 years ago, from my mom! So we both thought it was very weird.&lt;br /&gt;But the following morning I looked at the ring &amp;amp; he noticed the sad look on my face &amp;amp; asked would it bother me to have that ring. Instantly I said no, it was just too weird that my mom was the one who helped him at the store &amp;amp; I LOVED it! Then he got on one knee &amp;amp; asked me to marry him *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SWOON&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Not your normal proposal, but we're not your normal couple either. It was a perfect proposal in my book.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SsKGw0Zy4fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cl_A7GdNI9o/s1600-h/f70ae60daae0__1253443795000.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SsKGw0Zy4fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cl_A7GdNI9o/s320/f70ae60daae0__1253443795000.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387016277547213298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was having issue with the fact that he gave me the old ring, &amp;amp; I did feel a bit bad. But our neighbor, whom is wise in her years. Told us that the ring doesn't come with the woman, it comes with the man. He has to find the perfect woman for it.  Which totally hit a cord with us. Since his ex didn't even like the ring, &amp;amp; I loved it from the second I saw it! =)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be his wife &amp;amp; am honored to be the one who gets the ring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1580039183611162195?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1580039183611162195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1580039183611162195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1580039183611162195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1580039183611162195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-hear-bells.html' title='I can hear the Bells...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SsKGw0Zy4fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cl_A7GdNI9o/s72-c/f70ae60daae0__1253443795000.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1485639848913394650</id><published>2009-09-16T16:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:41:19.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I'm rather niave sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SrJ_O9B_7AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RpRkzNTRxqQ/s1600-h/Bettiemk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SrJ_O9B_7AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RpRkzNTRxqQ/s200/Bettiemk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382504399539006466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So most who know me, know my obsession &amp;amp; love of Bettie Page..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Jeremy's friend kind of snickered when he saw some of my Bettie stuff &amp;amp; said "that explains a lot." I  shrugged it off &amp;amp; really didn't think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;See doesn't she look sweet &amp;amp; innocent *Wink Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that same weekend I made Jeremy watch the movie about Bettie Page "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Notorious Bettie Page&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we're watching it, and Jeremy turns to me, smiling and says "your idol was a porn star?" My first reaction was shock. "NO! She's not a porn star, she was a pin up. Big difference." Was my response. But the more I thought about it &amp;amp; looked at ALL of the random things I own.. Yea my idol is a porn star tee hee&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I managed to never see it before Jeremy pointed it out. I mean for crying out loud she was the pioneer of bondage lol I'm really slow sometimes. But the best part of her was that she never really thought she was doing something naughty &amp;amp; she was a christian woman her whole life =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't change my love of her... Now I understand when I get the little looks &amp;amp; com&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SrKBxng5HXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bveFtElPbGY/s1600-h/bettie_page_spank01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SrKBxng5HXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bveFtElPbGY/s320/bettie_page_spank01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382507194081680754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ments from his friends. Yes I'm a naughty girl too. In the words of Bettie Page "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was NEVER the girl next door.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1485639848913394650?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1485639848913394650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1485639848913394650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1485639848913394650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1485639848913394650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-im-rather-niave-sometimes.html' title='Wow I&apos;m rather niave sometimes'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SrJ_O9B_7AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RpRkzNTRxqQ/s72-c/Bettiemk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-8970032655878156772</id><published>2009-09-01T14:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:52:53.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Darkness Walk PLEASE READ!!</title><content type='html'>Most people who know me, know that my adopted dad took his own life September 13, 2006. This year in my town for the 1st time the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;American Foundation for Suicide Prevention &lt;/span&gt;will be holding a walk in support of Suicide Awareness on October 18th. My family &amp;amp; I will be taking part in this event. I would love it if anyone who reads this can pass the link to my donation site to help me raise money I would be utterly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to my page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://afsp.donordrive.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=donorDrive.participant&amp;amp;eventID=949&amp;amp;participantID=58402"&gt;http://afsp.donordrive.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=donorDrive.participant&amp;amp;eventID=949&amp;amp;participantID=58402&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-8970032655878156772?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8970032655878156772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=8970032655878156772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8970032655878156772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8970032655878156772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/out-of-darkness-walk-please-read.html' title='Out of the Darkness Walk PLEASE READ!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-59780283494830962</id><published>2009-09-01T13:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:41:05.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts.. Right?</title><content type='html'>So It's officially September...  The month I happen to hate the most.. Well atleast for the last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; 3 years.. On September 9th it will be 3 years since the last time I saw my adopted dad Ron, &amp;amp; on the 13th it will be the 3 year Ann. of the night he took his own life... SO not my fave month ever.&lt;br /&gt;But I seem to be handling it better than I did last year. I don't know if it is cause I am actually happy besides dealing with the grief of missing Ron. But it doesn't feel so raw &amp;amp; painful.. But still sucks balls!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to think about all the positives.. Yes I miss him, BUT things in my life are going right. Yes I would love to share all the joys going on in my life with him, But I know he wouldn't want me to be mopping around crying all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I also know it's not healthy to ignore the pain. So I'm just trying to find the happy medium... Easier said than done. But I think I'm doing okay. I guess that is all I can ask for at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-59780283494830962?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/59780283494830962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=59780283494830962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/59780283494830962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/59780283494830962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-thoughts-right.html' title='Happy Thoughts.. Right?'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-8836950360447469035</id><published>2009-08-17T11:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:20:46.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It only took 10 years!!</title><content type='html'>So you maybe curious what too me 10 years to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; get... *Drum roll please*&lt;br /&gt; Oh only my FAVE perfume on the planet!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ralph by Ralph Lauren&lt;/span&gt;.  Some may think this isn't a blog worthy topic. But on the contrary. This isn't just any ol' Tom, Dick, or Harry perfume. This is the perfume I've been coveting this perfume since I was 1&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SomPfTua1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U0csDsTaocU/s1600-h/ralph-women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SomPfTua1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U0csDsTaocU/s200/ralph-women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370981798649713826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 or 16. It was always  too expensive for my poor ass as a teenager. So I always walked past it sadly dreaming of the day I would own it.  Then as I got older, I never got it because I thought it was too much to spend on myself.  I always talked myself out of it.  So once again the sad stare &amp;amp; walking away.&lt;br /&gt; But not anymore!!  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; bought it for myself this weekend. =D WOO GO ME! The  Lil' perfume store at my mall I work at, was having a wicked sale &amp;amp; I broke down &amp;amp; got it!! So now I smell scrumptious, and I can stop asking for samples of it from random department stores lol There is no shame in my game =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-8836950360447469035?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8836950360447469035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=8836950360447469035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8836950360447469035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8836950360447469035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-only-took-10-years.html' title='It only took 10 years!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SomPfTua1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U0csDsTaocU/s72-c/ralph-women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1970227896044576661</id><published>2009-08-12T16:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:56:15.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Sigh</title><content type='html'>I'm trying really hard not to get down in the dumps again this year... Easier said than done.. It's just over a month away from the 3 year anniversary of my adopted dad's death. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt; It's really hard to think that it's only been 3 years. On one hand it feels like it's been an eternity since the last time I saw him.. On the other, it feels like yesterday that I got the call saying he took his own life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide is one of the most confusing kinds of death to deal with. I've got the "pleasure" of dealing with several kinds of grief.. &amp;amp; this is by far the most difficult. I go back &amp;amp; forth from being mad at him, to missing him, to feeling guilty for things I got that my little brother &amp;amp; sister will never get, &amp;amp; to wanting to scream... the list can go on.. So many conflicting feelings.  They say the pain of loosing someone gets easier with time.. That is complete bullshit. The quote I recently got tattooed from the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; is the most fitting I've come by so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It didn't feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather I'd grown strong enough to bear it" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear is forgetting the sound of his voice &amp;amp; his laughter. Two of the most comforting sounds. And with my divorce I know he would've had some great advice... He always knew what to say when you were upset or needed a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;Also I know he would've loved Jeremy! They're very similar in many ways.. I really wish he was still around to meet him...&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart having Ky Ky not know who he is, and Beth really doesn't remember him.  Not to mention how his death has destroyed my family. Shalla will never be the same. She's not the same person anymore &amp;amp; doesn't know how to even really cope with her grief.. None of us are the same.. But I'm trying to remind myself that it's okay to smile again &amp;amp; live. But Shay has seemed to forgotten how to do that.. Sometimes you seem to see a glimmer of her old self, but for the most part she's lost in her grief &amp;amp; depression.  And then she gives me a guilt trip for trying to move on.. And it's not the fact that I'm even moving on.. I'm just not allowing myself to sit around &amp;amp; wallow in my own self pity. That has gotten me no where &amp;amp; I hate being like that.. But once again I find myself rather sensitive &amp;amp; kind of pissy. So I feel bad for my family &amp;amp; friends who have to be near me at the moment.. I either want to snap at you for nothing you really did, or cry at a comment that I know is a joke. * I did BOTH of these things to Jeremy last night.. OOPS*&lt;br /&gt;So I am hoping I don't drive Jeremy batty in the next month, or that I myself don't loose it lol I know Ron wouldn't want me to sit around crying. He was a very fun loving, out going person &amp;amp; wouldn't want me to stop living my life. I just miss him &amp;amp; wish I could get a hug from him.. That is all I really want. I never got a good bye... And there are so many unsaid things that I wish I could've told him.. But I can't change anything so all I can do it just try &amp;amp; get by =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1970227896044576661?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1970227896044576661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1970227896044576661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1970227896044576661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1970227896044576661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/le-sigh.html' title='Le Sigh'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-7854847299873019136</id><published>2009-08-11T10:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:37:23.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoG-dn4XobI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vK7MbM_n5A/s1600-h/DSCN3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoG-dn4XobI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vK7MbM_n5A/s200/DSCN3043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368781646933238194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been far far too long again.. Almost a year.. Yea I know. Naughty me =P But I'm Baaaaaack! And I promise to myself &amp;amp; ya'll that I shall be on here more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful JenBun &amp;amp; I had a nice lil' convo about this glorious site last night &amp;amp; how good of an outlet it is.  She's wise beyond her years =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the subject at hand.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; =D My fave subject! LOL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; has happened in this last year; some bad, a lot good. So overall things are going good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest news of it all is that I'm now divorced. As sad as it is that I'm a divorced before I'm even 30, It's a good thing. That was the only real feeling I had. So  I know I've made the right choice. But still feel like a failure a bit.  It was hard at first when I left Kyle. But I needed to do it &amp;amp; it should've happened a lot sooner than it did. Denial is a great thing.    It's been difficult on the kids. Ky Ky seems to be the one having the hardest time. But he's beginning to understand that it will be okay in the end, &amp;amp; that just because Kyle &amp;amp; I aren't together, doesn't mean we love him any less.  He's a daddy's boy for sure. So this has been a huge change for him. And the fact that he's only 4 &amp;amp; doesn't understand it all makes it a bit harder. But he picks up on a lot more than I would've given him credit for. My kiddo's a smarty pants =P I'm just hoping that Kyle &amp;amp; I can be friends through this. We just recently signed the divorce papers, &amp;amp; things have seemed to be fine. He goes back &amp;amp; fourth from being rather pleasant, to giving me the "eat shit &amp;amp; die" look. So I don't know when or if we shall ever be able to maintain a friendship. I am hoping as time passes, he'll be able to come around. I want to be friends for more than the kids sake. He's a good guy, &amp;amp; I hate to see him so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Beth just turned 7 last week &amp;amp; will be going into the 2nd grade in the fall.!! I still can't believe that she's already 7! Not to mention that she will be going into the 2nd grade! Eeek! I FEEL OLD! Waaaahhhh! But she will be going to a new school. So that's going to be a little hard on her, but she's friendly enough to make new friends easily enough. My daughter isn't all that shy. lol But I am hoping that she likes the school. It's not too new of a school, since she took a summer reading camp at that school last summer.  So I'm hoping that helps the transition a bit more.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoG9ktj2wTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FJb-pHHmbww/s1600-h/DSCN3126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoG9ktj2wTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FJb-pHHmbww/s320/DSCN3126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780669205266738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful change in my life is that I met someone &amp;amp; am actually living with him now too. I know sudden, but life's short. Jeremy is amazing. He's 6 years older than me &amp;amp; has a 8 year old son. Who's adorable.  He only has Brycen every other week, but it's still fun &amp;amp; trying at times to have 3 kids between the age ranges of 4, 7, &amp;amp; 8. It's been a huge change for all of us, but it's been rather good as well.&lt;br /&gt;We planned on taking things slow.. And that didn't work out so well lol I am madly in love and for the 1st time in a very long time I'm actually happy. We've had so many awesome adventures it's hard to even share them all. =D We went to see Green Day in Seattle on the 3rd of July, we went to the country fair &amp;amp; and a blasty blast, we just got back from a fun family camping trip, &amp;amp; not to mention all the fun random dates.  He's defiantly my Edward! hee hee Of course I would make a Twilight reference. He's shown me that I'm beautiful just the way I am and he's so freaking amazing! He's pretty much the male version of me, but with a few twists to make it interesting. He keeps me on my toes that's for sure. I can't imagine my life without him. I know it hasn't been all that long we've been together, but sure feels like I've always been with him. It just feels right. I can't put it in any other words. He also gave me the little push to actually go apply for the internship @ a local radio station here. And I got it. =D It's been super fun. I've got to do lots of fun random events.&lt;br /&gt;See so overall, all is good on the home front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-7854847299873019136?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7854847299873019136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=7854847299873019136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7854847299873019136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7854847299873019136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back.....'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoG-dn4XobI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vK7MbM_n5A/s72-c/DSCN3043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-6124052687107429589</id><published>2008-09-09T19:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:40:40.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been FAR FAR too long!! **REEEALLLY LOOONNNG!**</title><content type='html'>I know it's been quite sometime since my last post.. My computer stinks lately &amp;amp; for some reason, it's not a big fan of this site =( tends to freeze or shut it's self off whenever I try to read or comment.. I am HOPING it lets me get through this whole blog before either one of those things happen.. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets see where to begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now a mother of a 1st grader.. I know sounds like I'm super old all of a sudden.. Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; that is how it makes me feel! I know I had her @ 19 &amp;amp; in all actuality I am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; old! But doesn't make me feel all that young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt;. But so far the first week has been good. Not a fan of getting up early. I didn't like it last year, &amp;amp; am certainly still not a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the plus side, she's now in school til 2:30, instead of shortly after 12pm =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Surprising&lt;/span&gt; how 2 hours can make such a difference! Feels like FOREVER, but nice at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky Ky starts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school next week! We have open-house on the 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; he is looking forward to meeting his teacher &amp;amp; hopefully some of his classmates!And he actually starts on the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt;. He can't wait &amp;amp; has been driving me insane since Beth has gone back! "I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOO!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand.. I am now going to have a 3 hours of no kids... I haven't had this in 6 years... What am I going to do? I know everyone thinks 3 hrs isn't all that long..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you've never had a 3 hr break from being a mom 5 days a week... I am excited &amp;amp; worried all at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I have been away from my kids for a whole week before, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;worrying&lt;/span&gt; at all. But they were safe at home with their daddy =) But now they will be in school, growing up learning skills so they no longer need me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I know I am getting ahead of myself =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I bet I will grow to love it =D I have a feeling on that one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. What else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've actually discovered I have a love for reading =) I don't read all that often. I've always said I am not very good at it, &amp;amp; am slow.. Well I proved myself wrong! And now am seeking for more books that could possibly hold my attention such as these!! I know now I've got all of you wondering what book could possibly spark such a sudden passion for reading. Well I shall share with you =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the "Twilight" series by Stephenie Meyer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SMcpofPd78I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXPFwEqJCPk/s1600-h/-twnmebd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244206066654113730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SMcpofPd78I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXPFwEqJCPk/s200/-twnmebd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a 4 book series.. Well possibly 5 if she finishes this other one that has yet to be released.. But I will get to that in a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; these books are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-M-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AZING&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Started "Twilight" last Fri. &amp;amp; it's close to a 500 page book! I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;intimidated&lt;/span&gt; by it. But once 20 pages in I couldn't put it down! I had to tear myself away, when I realized it was 2am! Same thing for Sat. I finished it Sun. before I had to go to work. =) Totally shocked! That is the thickest book I have read &amp;amp; also the shortest time I've ever read a book! Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;! So Sun. on my break I started book 2 "New Moon", Which was a bit closer to 600 pages.. finished it Tue when I got home from work. Started book 3 "Eclipse" 1st thing Wed. am after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dropping&lt;/span&gt; Beth off at the bus stop( a bit more than 600 pages this time) &amp;amp; finished it Fri. afternoon . &amp;amp; Started "Breaking Dawn" the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; "final" book in the saga (754 pages to be exact =P) &amp;amp; would've finished it sun night, but made myself stop reading it, so I could save it for the am on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;. I had 54 pages left &amp;amp; it wasn't that late, but I didn't really want it to end yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 4 pretty big books in just over a week!! Pretty awesome if I say so myself!! But on the same subject! I am hoping that Stephenie will finish &amp;amp; release the book she was working on "Midnight Sun" which is a combination of the 4 books, but from one of the character Edwards point of view instead of Bella's!! But she stopped working on it when someone leaked some of it on to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; before she has finished it!! Now she's not sure if she's going to actually finish it since she feels violated &amp;amp; hurt! I read on her website &amp;amp; got to read the 1st chapter of it which she decided to post so people could read it &amp;amp; not feel like they're going behind her back since she knows curiosity would probably get the best of her fans! So I am HOPING with enough people emailing her, she can get back into the right mindset &amp;amp; finish this! Cause just from the 1st chapters ROUGH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;draft&lt;/span&gt; it was AMAZING &amp;amp; left me hoping for more! I will be seriously upset if it's not released. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you see from this HUGE RANT! I now like reading &amp;amp; am now on a "quest" to find more books that can catch my attention even more =) If you've got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;suggestions&lt;/span&gt; LET ME KNOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; another reason that I may have read these books so feverishly is.. that I'm actually kinda avoiding a unhappy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; week. *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sat September 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;.. (random fact from my books that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to be the main characters b-day.. CREEPY) it will be the 2 years since the night that my adopted dad took his own life.. via hanging..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't realize that it would be much worse than last years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt;. But it's almost a 100 times worse! Which I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; why, Or I think I have figured out why. I was still pretty numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I have been feeling the full affect of it all. I've gone back to being mad at him for doing this to our family!The feeling guilty for being mad at him, confused by it all, &amp;amp; most of all the gut wrenching pain! It physically hurts when I think about it &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; on the fact that he is gone &amp;amp; when the grief hits me! It comes like a wave &amp;amp; will last for awhile. Sometimes it is easier to get back to managing the pain, &amp;amp; others not so easy.. I have been trying hard to ignore the days as it creeps closer.. But not with much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it's been 2 years exactly since the last time I saw him.. Since my children saw him. I can remember it like it was just yesterday! Seems like he just picked us up &amp;amp; took us to their new place, screaming at the duck game that was on &amp;amp; letting Beth beat him up cause she was his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; princess! He made plans to take Beth to see "Open Season" since the missed her 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; b-day party since the were moving that weekend.. He played with Ky Ky who was just a little over 1.. When I said goodbye &amp;amp; good night if I had only know that it would be the last time.. EVER! It's also the day that I took the last pic of him EVER!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SMcxTdVBijI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PDCH9VGvAZk/s1600-h/1278169139_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214501456316978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SMcxTdVBijI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PDCH9VGvAZk/s320/1278169139_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It kills me that I know Ky Ky doesn't remember him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How Beth kind of remembers him, but as she gets older, I know she won't really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard for me to even really talk about it... So I've been trying not to think about it. But easier said then done. But the fact is that I miss him more &amp;amp; more every day! &amp;amp; it kills me that I got things from him that my little sister &amp;amp; little brother will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for what he gave me in the time he was in my life, but that doesn't lessen the pain or hurt that he left us with.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess I have written FAR FAR more than I meant to. So I shall stop here. Thanks for reading if you managed to read it all :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/337003566266456456-6124052687107429589?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6124052687107429589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=6124052687107429589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6124052687107429589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6124052687107429589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/09/been-far-far-too-long-reeeallly.html' title='Been FAR FAR too long!! **REEEALLLY LOOONNNG!**'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SMcpofPd78I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXPFwEqJCPk/s72-c/-twnmebd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4068654325694002424</id><published>2008-08-13T15:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:57:16.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He must be a god!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Michael%20P/michael_phelps_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Michael%20P/michael_phelps_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok So I have been a Michael Phleps fan since last Olympics in 2004. I never really cared about the summer Olympics, til him :P He caught my attention in the 2004 Olympics. How could he not? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But OMG he's totally blown me away this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if anyone has kept up on his swimming or the Olympics in general so far, you would know he just won his 11Th &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOLD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;metal of his career. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh BTW &lt;em&gt;no one&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;history&lt;/em&gt; of the Olympics has done that! He won I think 7 or 8 metals in 2004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now your probably thinking wow not bad. But 5 of them are from just this Olympics. He's won NOTHING but gold so far!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2004 he won 6 gold, and a silver &amp;amp; bronze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he has 3 more metals to go for this Olympics. I am sure they will be gold as well! That will also be another Olympic history making event. I'm pretty sure the most gold metal won in one Olympics by a person was 7 or 6. Something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he's already swam 8 times out of the 17 he has. He's insane! And everything he has won in China has been at world record speed! Which they were already his world records to break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is why I'm pretty sure he's a god or something. A descendant from the Greek god Poseidon, the ruler of the seas!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of his 1st swim of the games. Kinda crappy. But gives you a better idea of his awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rt3hGxiqkws&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rt3hGxiqkws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4068654325694002424?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4068654325694002424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4068654325694002424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4068654325694002424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4068654325694002424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-must-be-god.html' title='He must be a god!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Michael%20P/th_michael_phelps_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-7858689022402883722</id><published>2008-08-03T15:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:04:35.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 6!</title><content type='html'>Holly crap I still can't believe it! Yesterday was Beth's 6t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; b-day. It was weird that she turned 6, but had a "teenager" theme of a party. Instead of little kid stuff. We had a Hannah Montana party &amp;amp; She made out like a bandit &amp;amp; now owns a TON of Hannah Montana things.. Not sure how i feel about that.. Kinda odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she had a great time &amp;amp; I am still in shock over here. My baby is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; up.. I feel old. I know 25 isn't all that old. But having a 6 year old makes me feel super old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-784131b77a820186" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D784131b77a820186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330053307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BD915DC966DB6701D3401C74F41DB46003955F6.1AFAD4A2328DF0E3DBBE4A771DF7F2322D0E0A23%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D784131b77a820186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgrB8IE_1s5BtCK1L477wb0_Vd8w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D784131b77a820186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330053307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BD915DC966DB6701D3401C74F41DB46003955F6.1AFAD4A2328DF0E3DBBE4A771DF7F2322D0E0A23%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D784131b77a820186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgrB8IE_1s5BtCK1L477wb0_Vd8w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-7858689022402883722?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=784131b77a820186&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7858689022402883722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=7858689022402883722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7858689022402883722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7858689022402883722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby-is-6.html' title='My baby is 6!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-9297718147570020</id><published>2008-07-29T12:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:13.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who my kids think I went to visit(Frank You'll love this!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SI9-H3UzKDI/AAAAAAAAADw/p1QRZYJdnMs/s1600-h/Jenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228536365975808050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SI9-H3UzKDI/AAAAAAAAADw/p1QRZYJdnMs/s320/Jenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my kids knew I was going to visit Jenny.. But they think I went &amp;amp; met Jenny.. The robot from the cartoon " My Life as a teenage Robot" Yea thought that would make you happy Frank :P&lt;br /&gt;Even after the fact that I showed them pictures of the real Jenny, they still don't want to believe that I didn't meet the robot Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids are silly!! Just thought I would share this little random fact about my silly kids! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also still refer to her as a robot :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH but on a different note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle &amp;amp; I went &amp;amp; saw "Dark Knight" on Fri. night. F*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CKING&lt;/span&gt; AWESOME MOVIE!! There wasn't one thing wrong with the movie! Kyle &amp;amp; I left the theater &amp;amp; was in awe of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda confused why Maggie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gyllenhaal&lt;/span&gt; was in it instead of Katie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Holms&lt;/span&gt;. Is that how you spell her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;last name&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. The whole movie was great! I loved it!! It's sad that this was Heath's last movie, cause he was AMAZING!! I think he would've gotten an Oscar for sure if he hadn't passed away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a great movie. I have to see it one more time before it leaves the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;theater&lt;/span&gt;! If you haven't seen this movie. It's a must see!! It's really that good!! I don't think I've come across someone who hasn't LOVED this movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Movies/Dark%20Knight/8e5s2nq.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Movies/Dark%20Knight/8e5s2nq.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/337003566266456456-9297718147570020?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9297718147570020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=9297718147570020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9297718147570020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9297718147570020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-my-kids-think-i-went-to-visitfrank.html' title='Who my kids think I went to visit(Frank You&apos;ll love this!)'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SI9-H3UzKDI/AAAAAAAAADw/p1QRZYJdnMs/s72-c/Jenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-2170008602250731752</id><published>2008-07-25T12:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:13.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life, back to reality..</title><content type='html'>So I'm back home, and back to the normal routine. The kids fighting.. That's a big sister &amp;amp; little brother for you. I missed them, but didn't miss the fighting.&lt;br /&gt;And the best treat coming home was how Kyle cleaned the house top to bottom! SPOTLESS! Simply gorgeous! I thought I was going to come home to a mess! He texted me while I had a layover in vegas, how he worked out &amp;amp; the living room was a mess. Liar Liar pants on fire! The ENTIRE house sparling clean. Ok minus the fridge. I guess he forgot the firdge. But WHO CARES! NOT ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but you noticed how I mentioned I had a layover in Vegas.. Well that sucked. The only time in didn't like being in vegas! I was supost to leave @ 11:51pm arive home @ 1:56am.. Well when I got to vegas, I noticed my flight said "est. 12:30" ok annoying, but not bad. then around midnight. The guy on the intercom said that we wouldn't be leaving til MAYBE 1:30 &gt;:( So then I sneaked out &amp;amp; smoked, then went back through security &amp;amp; came back to see now it said 2am! OHHH I was getting so annoyed. Well we ended up boarding around 1:45am leaving around 2:15, &amp;amp; landed about 3:45 am. I got home a little after 4am.. YUCK! So I was DRAINED Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had such a fun time in lovely Cali with the amazing JenBun! From the entertaining gay pride parade&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SIoe7DdtaSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuKiA8A3Ae4/s1600-h/JenBun+visit+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024317407914274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SIoe7DdtaSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuKiA8A3Ae4/s320/JenBun+visit+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. These were the best shirts ever! Need to get one lol. Where I got one of the worst burns ever! But worth it! I was introduced to Peets Coffee, more like Peets Crack! SOO GOOD! So sad my lil town doesn't have one! Theres some 2 hours away. But I think that is a little far to travel for coffee.. But next time I am in Portland I will be getting some for sure! I seriously drank at least one ea. day I was there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stealing of inflatable Flamingos. Well it's not stealing when the bouncer give you them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we made our own parade walking home, &amp;amp; shopping and the yummiest deep dish pizza &amp;amp; potatoes I've ever eaten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buying of yummy cheesecake &amp;amp; chats with Frank on the phone :) How JenBun made fun of me for buying a little gay pride flag " your not gay" I wanted one for my scrapbook! "55$ how did we spend that much?!" Who knows! We must of gotten carried away with all the cheese, crackers, cheese cake, &amp;amp; gay pride flags :P From the walking of Alligator puppies &amp;amp; chats with them "woof" I also learned "it's illlleeegal!" to smoke in Cali. Apparently theres lots of law breakers around there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the watching or reality TV. Just being able to watch TV together &amp;amp; be silly was a total treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JenBun has been one of the greatest friends I've ever had. Been there for me like no other. So just to be able to do "normal" things like this together was a treat for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also 12$ roller coaster that we didn't end up ridding so we could save some money. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SIohI-7v1EI/AAAAAAAAADY/IcXu94lMJM4/s1600-h/JenBun+visit+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227026755733148738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SIohI-7v1EI/AAAAAAAAADY/IcXu94lMJM4/s320/JenBun+visit+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then blowing it on a tattoo. :D I got my ladybug tattoo :D YAY!! Not the penis one though. JenBun that one is for you ;) JenBun flirting with the tattoo artist. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days while JB had to work just laying by the pool, working on my burn &amp;amp; reading magazines sipping coffee!&lt;br /&gt;She made me a map to Peets coffee the 1st day. That was fun having to follow my treasure map to get coffee. I did have a minor set back on the way back the 1st time, but managed to get back lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the beautiful Art that Jen's mommy made. She is an AMAZING artist &amp;amp; is so talented!! Gorgeous art work all over their lovely home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being entertained by the silly cats! Who hate each other. It was just such a wonderful trip! I'm sad that it had to end. I would've loved a little more time! 5 days was not enough! But we'll hang out again soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-2170008602250731752?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2170008602250731752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=2170008602250731752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2170008602250731752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2170008602250731752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-life-back-to-reality.html' title='Back to life, back to reality..'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SIoe7DdtaSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuKiA8A3Ae4/s72-c/JenBun+visit+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4277566031344957338</id><published>2008-07-23T16:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:12:25.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things have to come to an end, right?</title><content type='html'>I think this sayin is stupid! But it's kinda true! My visit is coming to an end :( As craptastic as that may be, it's been a life altering experence &amp; I would &amp; will be doing this much more!! &lt;br /&gt;We've had too much fun to even explain it all! It was hell to get me here, but 100% worth it &amp; next time there will be even more fun. If that is even possible! I spent far too much money &amp; I don't care. Would I do it all over again YES I WOULD!! &amp; I am going to be ready for my next visit! But JB should be visiting me in my much less exciting of a town before then :) We'll make it a much more exciting town when she gets here ;)&lt;br /&gt;The two of us together is rather entertaining if I must say!&lt;br /&gt;We've made it fun no matter what we've been doing. Long drives by the beach. "If i was more romantic we could watch the sunset together" Cracking up over nothing, talking with a lisp :D just total silliness where ever we went. Pillow pets! I really want the ladybug! Being talked out of buying perfume. Christmas?? Right? &lt;br /&gt;Yummy pizza &amp; cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;Being introduced to Peets coffee! You will be sending me some JB YUMMMY I am hooked!&lt;br /&gt;The gay pride parade, lots of sexy gay men! Mmm Mmm very nice on the eyes! &lt;br /&gt;Farmers Market. Being forced to eat yummy food by 2 utterly adorable gay men! Not spending more than 5 $ there I'm proud of myself! Don't forget the pretty jewlery there Jenbun :D hee hee &lt;br /&gt;Just having the time of my life. Relaxing days at JB's parents house. Not having to do anything. Not worring over silly things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad this has to end. But I have to go home &amp; back to my life too. It's just been one of the best weeks of my life! So very sad that it has to come to an end.  But it's not good bye it's see you later. It's been such a fun time. I'm not ready to end it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4277566031344957338?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4277566031344957338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4277566031344957338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4277566031344957338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4277566031344957338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-things-have-to-come-to-end-right.html' title='Good things have to come to an end, right?'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-6214927240826514678</id><published>2008-07-22T10:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:38:01.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband is luck if I come home! **kinda long**</title><content type='html'>So as most of you know I am here visiting the amazing JenBun!!&lt;br /&gt;It's been truely wonderful!! Such a blasty blast! To finally be here with the other half of my brain is fantastic! WITH OUR POWERS COMBINED!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure you've all read her blog.. ( considering everyone that reads mine, reads hers :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my adventure started WAY before hers! Mine started OH pretty much at 2am.. considering my flight left @ 5:40 AM. Thanks Jen Bun, But I didn't care less!!&lt;br /&gt;So I leave the children &amp; hubby home! &amp; set off to the airport without  a hitch, slight prob through security. They had to check my flip flop for something.. not sure what. But it turned out to be fine. They let me on the plane anyways. &lt;br /&gt;My zig zag of a flight. Took me from my silly town in Oregon To Phoenix, AZ for 2 hours. Which I thought would've been a long time.. But the walk from the gate I got off took FOREVER. Didn't realize how big of an airport it was. The wait for coffee took an eternity &amp; don't even get me started on how long it took me to get my breakfast from BK. So by the time I actually got to my gate I had like 20 mins :D Thats when I noticed the super hot Navy boy Woo Woo.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to try &amp; steal him for JenBun ;)&lt;br /&gt;I did end up sitting next to him ;) He kept falling asleep on my sholder. &lt;br /&gt;Finally made it to the glorious JenBun!! There was a few held back tears  &amp; lots of giggles &amp; silliness began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We threw my stuff down @ her parents lovely home &amp; off we went to say "we're gay &amp; proud" Ok maybe not us! But suport them proudly!! The parade was tons of funsies!! Even though the rude Cali sun burned my  very white Oregonian skin!&lt;br /&gt;We went to shop &amp; dine afterwards (of course making time to steal some inflatable flamingos) I took  in all the sites  &amp; smells &amp; amazing Coffee! It's now crack to me! I will be having Jenbun ship it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for some lazy Sunday fun. We went on  a beach tour. I can't believe how stunning it is here. Seriously I want to stay! Kyle is lucky if I come home!!&lt;br /&gt;I love the beach &amp; to have it so close all the time! It's like heaven! The beach has always been one of my happy places! So here it's perfect! &lt;br /&gt;We Stopped for Maragaritas at the place she use to go during school for a break. Not sure how JenBun graduated! I would've been a Drunk by grad lol&lt;br /&gt;Then back to the beach tour to go actually on a beach :)&lt;br /&gt;When we finally made it to one we had lots of silliness. Writting lots of silly messages &amp; Me just soaking up the wonderfulness. Jen making fun of me at everything I take a picture of ;)I seriously take TONS of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to home for the week &amp; tortured JenBun by watching a "scary movie" Donnie Darko isn't all that scary! It's a great movie! JenBun doesn't like scary movies I LOVE them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jenbun had to work for a bit. So I entertained my self By the map she drew me I made it down to get some coffee &amp; succesfully made it back! Woo! sat next to the pool &amp; played around in the pool for a bit! Then when she came home, We went for a swimlesson @ the most AMAZING home I have ever seen in my life! WOW! So it was hard being me yesterday. She appologized for having me wait. Hmmm.. "It was really hard sitting under a shade, pool side @ a multi million dollar home for a few hours, Enjoying my coffee &amp; talking to some really nice mom's. Damn my life is hard"&lt;br /&gt;After the nice pool side view we were going to go to a rollercoaster. But got there &amp; decided not to waste to $$ on it. So I got a little lady bug tattoo instead :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to in &amp; out! YUM YUM!! We don't have in &amp; outs in Oregon! They're yum-o! &amp; we were going to have a quiet night at home, but turned out to have a lotion search for my new tattoo. Apparently it's hard to find travel size sent free lotion in Cali. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far this trips been amazing! &amp; I really can't imagine not having access to hanging out with Jenbun this much! So this is going to have to become a more offten thing! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-6214927240826514678?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6214927240826514678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=6214927240826514678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6214927240826514678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6214927240826514678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-husband-is-luck-if-i-come-home-kinda.html' title='My husband is luck if I come home! **kinda long**'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1276370996385184492</id><published>2008-07-15T14:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:26:36.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekly fav. dance</title><content type='html'>I LOVED LOVED this one! They were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUfsXsDlLhw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUfsXsDlLhw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one was also awesome!&lt;br /&gt;These 2 are my FAV couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw6UNwPYuY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw6UNwPYuY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1276370996385184492?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1276370996385184492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1276370996385184492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1276370996385184492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1276370996385184492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-weekly-fav-dance.html' title='My weekly fav. dance'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1104957577999180496</id><published>2008-07-15T12:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:12:02.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK!</title><content type='html'>That is all I really want to &lt;em&gt;SCREAM&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/strong&gt;loud at the moment. Just been one of those mornings! Since I am leaving in 4 days, I'm trying to get my house all clean, since I know Kyle will do nothing while I am gone! I know him! He's already a bit bitter that I am going! Whatever. &amp;amp; he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; will have been working 22 days straight the day I leave.. So I'm pretty sure he will do nothing!&lt;br /&gt;So I am kinda stressed about that. Since I work all week. I do Have wed &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thurs&lt;/span&gt;. But I have tons of plans for those days. I am pretty sure I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt; off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also still not a 100% on what time I am leaving. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JenBun&lt;/span&gt; make the airline hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;My phone is pissing off like no other! So is my child! He won't listen, he likes to throw a fit, get into the kitchen &amp;amp; make the biggest mess possible, Since he knows how to open the sliding glass door. He likes to run outside when I am not looking.* which we live in townhouses &amp;amp; have no real yard &amp;amp; the parking lot is right next to our "yard" then there is a busy st. by that* fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days! Feeling overwhelmed! So I shall scream F*CK! But on the plus note. My computer did work this am. &amp;amp; is allowing me to slack off for a bit! So one less thing to scream F*CK about :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1104957577999180496?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1104957577999180496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1104957577999180496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1104957577999180496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1104957577999180496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/fck.html' title='F*CK!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1262180040048629941</id><published>2008-07-14T14:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:38:08.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn you Technology!</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;technology&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; hate it all at the same time! My computer has been such a pain in the butt lately!! It hardly turns on &amp;amp; when it does it, it shuts off randomly. Talk about frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;But all hope is not lost. My husbands brother who works at Dell says he can get us a new one soon! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;That makes me super happy!! Cause life without a computer isn't all that great! It stinks actually! But hopefully we will have a new one in a month or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a plus note, guess who I shall be visiting in only 5 days.. Oh that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JenBun&lt;/span&gt;!! WOO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HOO&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm totally stoked! We shall have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blasty&lt;/span&gt; blast! I can't wait! 5 days may not seem like a long time.. but when you have to wait for something utterly awesome it feels like forever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1262180040048629941?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1262180040048629941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1262180040048629941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1262180040048629941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1262180040048629941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/damn-you-technology.html' title='Damn you Technology!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4453384856150715478</id><published>2008-07-03T22:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:48:43.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh that's kinda sexy...</title><content type='html'>As I stated last week I'm secretly obsessed with So You Think You Can Dance..&lt;br /&gt;This week has sexy dances :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any man that can dance like that.. Oh yea lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the sexy dances :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAGb86_oDoY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAGb86_oDoY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5-1-3Mp7R4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5-1-3Mp7R4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI These video clips may become a weekly thing :D Hope you enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4453384856150715478?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4453384856150715478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4453384856150715478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4453384856150715478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4453384856150715478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-thats-kinda-sexy.html' title='Oh that&apos;s kinda sexy...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-6675946976091269921</id><published>2008-06-29T15:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:14.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Savy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217426847591244466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SGgGEyRDIrI/AAAAAAAAADI/LTYsBm-jLiU/s400/100_5042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So my son Ky Ky was playing with my hubby &amp;amp; they ended up breaking our cheapo DVD stand. Which was fine by me. Gives me an excuse to get a new one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I can put it together by myself. So it would get done. Instead of waiting on my slacker of a husband to do it. It would be forever if i waited for him. He's a bit of a procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put it together. Thinking I was all slick got it all done. Didn't take much time at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the picture of the noted new DVD stand...&lt;br /&gt;Notice anything kinda odd about the finished product.. Or something that was put on wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a min to look.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea I put the top shelf on wrong. UGH! I didn't notice this till I had put it all together, &amp;amp; gotten all the DVDs back on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I get to be teased how I messed up the DVD shelf. But hey at least it got done! &amp;amp; I can just paint the unfinished part. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/337003566266456456-6675946976091269921?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6675946976091269921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=6675946976091269921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6675946976091269921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6675946976091269921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-so-savy.html' title='Not so Savy...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SGgGEyRDIrI/AAAAAAAAADI/LTYsBm-jLiU/s72-c/100_5042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-7709146562301294628</id><published>2008-06-27T15:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:40:33.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO DO THAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I have no prob that I have some crappy taste in t.v. :P At least I am willing to admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But a show that I'm completely obsessed with is So You Think You Can Dance. Only cause I have been totally obsessed with Dancing since I was about 5! We were poor, so I never got to take dance classes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But on this weeks show. That I just watched yesterday.OMG one of the hip hop routines was AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMOTwx5x4D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMOTwx5x4D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I will be taking some dance class of some sort when I loose a bit more weight!! My friend Ashely said she would take it with me! So that will be fun!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-7709146562301294628?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7709146562301294628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=7709146562301294628&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7709146562301294628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7709146562301294628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-i-have-no-prob-that-i-have-some.html' title='I WANT TO DO THAT!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-3123950038663866878</id><published>2008-06-26T18:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:32:04.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a love, hate relationship sometimes!</title><content type='html'>Since I am &lt;strong&gt;ubberly *&lt;/strong&gt;yes i do make up my own words&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;mad at my husband right now, instead of venting about him. I have decided to remind myself what I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about him instead of dwelling on his flaws!&lt;br /&gt;So here's a list of his wonderful qualities that I over look most the time when I am mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; His sense of humor. How he can make me laugh, even when we're fighting. He still manages to get me to crack up. He loves comedy &amp;amp; to make people laugh! He's good at it too. But he's far too shy to ever do it for a living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; How big his heart is! He wants to help everyone that he can. Even if the problem doesn't really concern him, if there is a way he can help fix it. He will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; He's an amazing father. He loves our children so much! It warms my heart to see him play with our kids! Just to see him roll around on the floor while they attack him is the cutest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;He's a hard worker. Works hard for everything we have. A wonderful provider for our family. That is also one of his flaws all at the same time. He something thinks that working is the only way to fix the problem. Not the case all the time. But at least he works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; How smart he is. It's frustrating that he doesn't use all his smarts to do something better for a job, but hopefully we can change that soon. He's so intelligent! He does math for fun.. Not kidding at all on this one. He has a geometry book &amp;amp; randomly does problems out of it. We also have a physics book too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;His eyes :) He has some of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; prettiest blue eyes known to man kind! I LOVE them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He's the biggest dork ever! I do love this about him. Even though it bugs me from time to time. But he wouldn't be Kyle if he wasn't a huge dork!! I'm a dork, but he wins this battle with his love of all things that are Nerdy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more. But that is all I can think of while I am mad. I think that is good enough for the time being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-3123950038663866878?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3123950038663866878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=3123950038663866878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3123950038663866878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3123950038663866878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-love-hate-relationship-sometimes.html' title='It&apos;s a love, hate relationship sometimes!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4158310656555175804</id><published>2008-06-26T14:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:14.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the itch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SGP8Ny5AybI/AAAAAAAAACw/szVO3XcObzs/s1600-h/100_5030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216290107354565042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SGP8Ny5AybI/AAAAAAAAACw/szVO3XcObzs/s320/100_5030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some people are thinking something naughty from the tittle. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt; not that kind of itch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tattoo that is healing has hit the super itchy point! It's all peeling &amp;amp; kinda gross looking :( You can't really tell from the pic. But it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; looking at the moment. Most of the flower's are healed. But the tree looks 3-Dish. &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; the itchiness!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't help that the kids keep wanting to touch it &amp;amp; pet it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt; if Ky Ky doesn't stop trying to jump off of everything today, you maybe getting him in the mail ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear he doesn't care if he would break every bone in his body. &amp;amp; using Beth as something to jump over... Yea So she's been his landing spot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 3 times today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Surprised&lt;/span&gt; she's not broken either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys are fun.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4158310656555175804?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4158310656555175804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4158310656555175804&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4158310656555175804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4158310656555175804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-itch.html' title='Oh the itch!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SGP8Ny5AybI/AAAAAAAAACw/szVO3XcObzs/s72-c/100_5030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4168409733426339639</id><published>2008-06-25T16:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:10:27.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing's I should really be doing..</title><content type='html'>I was horsing around on the computer, Reading blogs. Listening to my i pod super loud, when my husband called &amp;amp; asked what I was doing... my response; " uhh...." His; "playing on the computer, right? Shouldn't you be doing something else more productive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a point. There's tons of things that I could be getting done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;*Dishes&lt;br /&gt;*Laundry~ Washing, Folding, &amp;amp; even the dreaded putting away&lt;br /&gt;* My kid's room kinda needs to be picked up a bit. But they're responsible for that part, but need me to observe so they don't play more than clean&lt;br /&gt;*Cleaning the upstairs bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;* Even vacuum maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none of that sounds fun! Just having a rather lazy day. I am going over to my sister's house to help her friend clean before she gets home from her "vacation" to go visit our family. So doesn't that count as my cleaning for the day :P&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4168409733426339639?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4168409733426339639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4168409733426339639&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4168409733426339639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4168409733426339639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-i-should-really-be-doing.html' title='Thing&apos;s I should really be doing..'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5065841891364859032</id><published>2008-06-21T12:38:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:15.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduations, Death beds, Weight loss, Anniversaries, &amp; Inkage!!</title><content type='html'>So I haven't written in awhile but I have a valid reason!&lt;br /&gt;I nearly died.. OK I maybe a bit on the dramatic side.. But sure felt like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought they were allergies.. But boy was I VERY VERY wrong! So I was SUPER SICK last week!! It started about 2 Saturday's ago with this annoying cough. I thought it was allergies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my 1st year having them, so I have no clue what to expect. But by Sun the cough was worse, but is still felt fine.. That was a different story Mon morning!! OMG I felt like DEATH! I woke up &amp;amp; my eye were BURNING, my whole body hurt, I was so congested &amp;amp; just plain SICK &amp;amp; MISERABLE!&lt;br /&gt;That lasted til wed. eveningish. By Thurs. I was feeling lots better, just like I had a normal cold. Not on my death bed! My co-worker said I sound horrible, but compared to what I felt like before, i felt loads better! Now I just have the left over cough. Annoying! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1Q5Brv6AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pau0UoKWFMs/s1600-h/100_4953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214412884199598082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1Q5Brv6AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pau0UoKWFMs/s320/100_4953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; back to the runny nose of allergies. Anyone know a good allergy med??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But during my sickness, My daughter's graduated from Kindergarten :) It was the cutest most dysfunctional graduation ever :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth's rather sad that she has to have a different teacher, But I know she will love her next teacher just as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in the last 2 weeks I've lost 6.8 lbs :D Woot!! Puts me close to 16lbs lost WOO HOO! GO ME!! Yea I know It's cause I didn't eat a whole lot with me being sick. But don't care :P I lost woo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this Thurs was mine &amp;amp; the Hubby's 4 year wedding Ann! Can't believe it's been that long! We've been together forever...Ok close to 7 years.. Just feels like forever lol But it's been a hard road, but I know we can make it another 4 &amp;amp; lots more :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thurs I also happened to get the tattoo I got done after my adopted dad's death redone. Cause I wasn't pleased with it. Now it's GORGEOUS!! I found out that there is this awesome tattoo shop just up my street &amp;amp; the guy is amazing!! He free handed it on me &amp;amp; every thing! Simply amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Before:                                                       With the free handed drawing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1Sl_cTfAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c8z6FzwOoRU/s1600-h/100_4999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214414756203691010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1Sl_cTfAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c8z6FzwOoRU/s200/100_4999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214415051827589474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1S3MuiMWI/AAAAAAAAACE/udSV4GgU2IU/s200/100_5000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mid way:                                                                   &amp;amp; The Finished Product!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1TSKsHYcI/AAAAAAAAACM/eUMiBV4Zbas/s1600-h/100_5002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214415515137040834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1TSKsHYcI/AAAAAAAAACM/eUMiBV4Zbas/s200/100_5002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214415814125722898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1TjkgknRI/AAAAAAAAACU/F1CUNeuWIBg/s320/100_5004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm totally in love with it!! I just wish it would heal already lol. But I guess that takes time :P So that's a bit of what's been going on! &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/337003566266456456-5065841891364859032?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5065841891364859032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5065841891364859032&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5065841891364859032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5065841891364859032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduations-death-beds-weight-loss.html' title='Graduations, Death beds, Weight loss, Anniversaries, &amp; Inkage!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SF1Q5Brv6AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pau0UoKWFMs/s72-c/100_4953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-334463826312168646</id><published>2008-06-04T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:38:35.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I am broken...</title><content type='html'>Yea I maybe broken... My back has been bothering me since sun. night :( It started off as a slight ache.. Now it's way more then that.. It pretty much hurts to do anything! I've been stretching it &amp;amp; everything!! I thought working out would be a good idea yesterday... OH MAN WAS I WRONG! Hurts a 100 times worse.. :( I'm not sure what I did. But lordy lord this needs to go away!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-334463826312168646?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/334463826312168646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=334463826312168646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/334463826312168646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/334463826312168646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-i-am-broken.html' title='I think I am broken...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-3074125412075537970</id><published>2008-06-02T13:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:53:01.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Jackasses!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So the title it's self will explain my weekend! But in reference to my own behavior! Wow was I a JACKASS! &lt;a href="http://www.armytenmiler.com/Upload/images/Army-Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="192" alt="" src="http://www.armytenmiler.com/Upload/images/Army-Logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my friends was back from the Army this last week. We had a wonderful time! MOST of the week. We hung out all day Fri. GREAT TIME!! Sun night he came by my work  I gave him free food, we talked til 3 am. Wonderful time. Mon. night  Even Better of a time. But on Thurs. when we went out for our "good bye" Oh that's a different story.. Started off great! We go to the bar that our friend works at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're at the bar getting shots, since that's usually what you do in a bar. Even better when they are free.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him &amp;amp; I are bullshitting with our bartender friend. Then I hear his nickname being called. It's a mean nickname that he's had for year. One of those that you get use to being called &amp;amp; it just sticks around. I refuse to call him that. But we'll refer to him as "Army Boy" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. So I hear some lets refer to her a whorish girl calling "army boy" He doesn't hear it. I debate about actually getting his attention.. Cause I have this undying feeling that once I do.. the evening will go DOWNHILL!! I was right BTW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I end up being the nice person that I am &amp;amp; get his attention. The whoreish girl throws herself at "Army Boy" they exchange #'s &amp;amp; we end up leaving to go to a different bar, that our designated Driver's  little sister could get into.. she has 2 weeks til she is 21 &amp;amp; wanted to hang out with "army boy" before he left. So we go to the NASTIEST bar I've ever been to in my life. We get more drinks. &amp;amp; start playing pool.. Well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp;amp; my other friend went to go to the bathroom. When we left the pool table "army boy" was on his phone by the pool table.. When we came out he wasn't there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Our Desi. said he was out front on the phone.. His coat was by my purse.. So I figured he would be right in. When 10 Min's rolls by. We begin to wonder where he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little sister said he left.. We were all in shock. He wouldn't do that! No way! I go out front.. No where to be found.. Start calling him... no answer, text the same.. Finally as we are all pissed he calls me saying we left him... UM NO! We went to the bathroom &amp;amp; you were talking on your phone next to the car dumb ass! He Say's he's going to go get a hotel with the whorish girl! But when we inform him that we're heading to another bar he says he will meet us there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we're mad! And head to another bar... It's dead! So we go back to the original destination. I call him to let him know that we are no longer at the dead bar. He answers Screams "WHAT?!" Then hangs up on me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; **FYI** the one thing that clicks my temper on in a heart beat... Is you hanging up on me.. He knows this.. we had a discussion about this during the week when hubby hung up on me**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I get ohhh mildly irate.. Leave him a nasty message... Not my finest moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get back to the original bar. &amp;amp; our other friend is out front &amp;amp; says that "army boy" showed back up 10 Min's after we left. Yea right after he ditched us he went back for the whore! Yea real nice. Makes us Even madder. Other group of friends tell us to calm down.. easier said then done, when your filled with alcohol goodness.. ALOT of it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we find Army Boy.. turns into a a 3 way screaming match.. Luckily our bartender friend was inside the whole time this went on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I end up calling the whorish girl a whore to her face.. But on a satisfying note this is what I said " I hope you have fun with you whore!" Army boy's response "I will" Totally admitting that she's a WHORE! I WIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So he goes off with the whore. But me &amp;amp; my friend don't want the screaming match to be the last things we say to Army Boy.. So we go to say good bye... Oh such not a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just fight some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I leave another LOVELY message on his voice mail. Not to mention any of the text that Both me &amp;amp; my friend sent him through out the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we all go back to the worlds best designated drivers house! Pass out &amp;amp; wake up the following morning filled with shame &amp;amp; a HORRIBLE hangover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He calls.. to say Yea he ditched us.. Oh &amp;amp; to tell me that his phone died &amp;amp; was about to die again... OOPS! I asked if he had listened to my voice mails.. He said not all of them. Just deleted them cause I was rambling! THANK GOD!! We all apologize. But I don't hear much from him on Fri. I am still feeling like the biggest jackass known to man kind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Sat. The day he leaves for 2 years to go off to his far away destination. He texts me to see when I work. I immediately get defensive thinking he wanted free food. So I call him &amp;amp; ask him why? He tells me he wants to say good bye before I have to work.. yea jack ass again! But we say our good byes &amp;amp; leave on a good note.. I guess. But damn  I wish I could totally take back that night. We're pretending that it never happened. &amp;amp; I am NOT drinking for a LONG LONG TIME!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of this story.. Lots of shots of 151 &amp;amp; Captain Morgans, a  Army Boy, &amp;amp; a whore stealing your friend don't mix.. &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/337003566266456456-3074125412075537970?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3074125412075537970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=3074125412075537970&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3074125412075537970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3074125412075537970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/06/calling-all-jackasses.html' title='Calling all Jackasses!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1908305027720658824</id><published>2008-05-22T17:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:35:52.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tagged me.. So I shall do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight things I am passionate about:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; My kids. I want to raise happy, healthy, children. Make sure they're not spoiled brats &amp;amp; can appreciate things in life. I want them to have all the things I never had when I was growing up &amp;amp; know what the love from your family is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Becoming a chef! I have wanted to go back to school for several years now. But am pretty much waiting on my kids to get a little bigger, so I can actually accomplish this goal! I hope to own my own restaurant someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Being me 100% Not stifling my creative side &amp;amp; being happy with who I am. It doesn't matter how others see me, what really matters is that I am the one who likes what I see when I look in the mirror. Still a work in progress, but getting there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Enjoying my life to the fullest. I have learned that life is short, &amp;amp; we sometimes take it for granted. I want to look back &amp;amp; not have any regrets &amp;amp; I wishes left. I want to look back &amp;amp; be happy with the choice I made. I mean everyone makes mistakes &amp;amp; things they want to take back. But I mean for the most part. I don't want to have I wish I would've done this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Music! Music is what makes me! I have always LOVED music. All kinds. I love to dance &amp;amp; rock out almost 24/7. It makes my mood change so quickly!! I pretty much listen to music any second I get. Oh man do I love a good concert!! Just the feeling music can give you. I have a soundtrack for every mood I am in! I am always listening to music unless I am at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Movies! Oh I am a movie whore!! If you could see my DVD collection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; only over 2000 DVDs. Yes I counted &amp;amp; have them all written on a list! I am a nerd &amp;amp; am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; my family &amp;amp; friends. It's probably not #7 on my list, it's actually higher up but this is where I put it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;. I am nothing without my friends &amp;amp; family. Since i was adopted when I was 15, I have no real contact with my blood family. &amp;amp; have learned blood means nothing when it comes to family. They mean the world to me. When one of them is hurting I am hurting &amp;amp; want to help fix the problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Traveling. I have yet to really do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of it. But it is something I am passionate about. I want to go to all the beautiful places in the world &amp;amp; see all the amazing things out there. Scotland, London, Spain, New York, Australia, Boston, New Zealand, Hawaii, Greece, Italy, China, Paris... Pretty much anywhere but here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love anything new &amp;amp; different! I want to try new things. Meet new people! I can't wait til my kids are a bit bigger &amp;amp; we can start doing this! I want them to love to travel &amp;amp; go see new places too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight things I want to do before I die:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Once again Travel. read above :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Sky Dive! I am TERRIFIED of heights! But this is something I really want to do!! Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;concur&lt;/span&gt; my fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Bungee Jump. Once again, concur my fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;I am like&lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JenBun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to experience New Years Eve in Time Square, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mardi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gra&lt;/span&gt; in New Orleans. Jenny we can do this together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;Also like &lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JenBun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; live in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; country. I think it would be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Learn a new language. I really want to learn a different language. I know it seems like something small. But I want to learn Italian or french :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. &lt;/strong&gt;Learn Ballet. I have always been fascinated with Ballet, &amp;amp; I really want to learn how to do it. It's so graceful &amp;amp; beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. &lt;/strong&gt;Learn to ride a bike... Yea I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I don't know how to ride a bike. I am 25 &amp;amp; don't know how. Never learned. Deprived childhood. But I shall learn.. some day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight things I say often:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; DON'T TOUCH THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lordy&lt;/span&gt; Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Frick&lt;/span&gt; on a stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; AWESOMENESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Ha I win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight books I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; read recently:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't read as much as I should.. But here is i guess the most recent ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jarhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Alice In wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Bridget Jones Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya sister hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Devil Wears &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; To come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight Movies I have seen Eight times:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh this mean WAY MORE then 8 times &amp;amp; there maybe a bit more the 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;oopsie&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Dirty Dancing , Willy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wonka&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory *these 2 are my all time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt;!*, Grease, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jarhead&lt;/span&gt;, Notebook, Alice In Wonderland, The Princess Bride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;Clueless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean (all 3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;IT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Braveheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Sleepers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1908305027720658824?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1908305027720658824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1908305027720658824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1908305027720658824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1908305027720658824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-8.html' title='The power of 8'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-3030795609850093437</id><published>2008-05-22T16:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:39:24.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiana is totally worth it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Movies/IndianaAgifLarge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Movies/IndianaAgifLarge.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am COMPLETELY drained today! I got maybe 2 hrs of sleep. Wanna know why? Cause I went &amp;amp; saw the midnight showing of the new Indiana Jones! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was AWESOME!! Full of cheesy goodness!! I was singing the theme song all day yesterday out of excitement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOOOOOVVVVEEEDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IT!! It was so fun!! I mean who doesn't like Indiana Jones in he 1st place! I went with my friend Tess, her daddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt;, his daddy &amp;amp; sister.Me &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tess&lt;/span&gt; sat next together &amp;amp; I think it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Iz's&lt;/span&gt; 1st time seeing us together since High School... Lets just say I think he may think we're retarded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; We're a little "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;" together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we saw the trailer for Dark Knight. Looks AWESOME but it's still sad that it's Heath's last movie :( He looks NOTHING like Heath, but still sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways. I didn't get to bed til close to 4 am since I was totally all pumped up after the movie, which ended at 2:30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.. But WORTH IT!! That's what coffee's for right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; anyone to see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-3030795609850093437?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3030795609850093437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=3030795609850093437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3030795609850093437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3030795609850093437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/indiana-is-totally-worth-it.html' title='Indiana is totally worth it!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Movies/th_IndianaAgifLarge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5749693408845972595</id><published>2008-05-21T21:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:23:08.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the fun kind of trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/kkaayyllaa_2008/pinkipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="228" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/kkaayyllaa_2008/pinkipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanna know the kinds of trips I &lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt;? Not the drug kind, or the falling &amp;amp; looking like an ass kind... Oh It's guilt trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so annoyed! So today I decided to get myself my own pretty pink i Pod. Isn't it cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since hubby &amp;amp; I have been fighting over the one I got him. He said we could share it. So we had been. I use it more then him, yes. But lately he has been pissed whenever I have it &amp;amp; he wants to use it. I understand that it is his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that he should be able to use it when he wants, since it is his.&lt;br /&gt;But in my defense. I have requested my own i Pod for the last 3 years!! But some how when it is time for presents for me I always get screwed over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; I asked "can I get my own i Pod, when we get paid tomorrow?" His reply: "maybe, we'll see" So I took it as  yes :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went &amp;amp; got myself one. Since I didn't really get anything for my b-day, When I went out of my way to make sure he got what he wanted for his birthday. I also didn't really get anything for Mother's day. I am use to it, since this is how it has been for any holiday for the last 3 to 4 years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when he got home from work I informed him of my AWESOME purchase.. &amp;amp; he proceeds to give me a guilt trip of how he &lt;em&gt;planned &lt;/em&gt;on getting me the very same i Pod next week with his bonus check *cough BULL SHIT cough* &amp;amp; decides to pout for an hour &amp;amp; make me feel like crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling me how I never give him the chance to buy me anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He pulled this very same act when &lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AWESOMEST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.louisvuitton.com/"&gt;Louis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vuitton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; purse for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FREAKED out when I opened her present. &amp;amp; he pouted saying how he wished  he could get me a present &amp;amp; I acted like that. HELLO IT WAS MY 1st &lt;a href="http://www.louisvuitton.com/"&gt;LOUIS&lt;/a&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always loved them &amp;amp; never had one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FRUSTRATING!! He has plenty of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; to get me presents, just chooses not to. He's the least romantic person ever. I knew this when I married him. I am use to it. But the fact that he tries to give me a guilt trip when I get something, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; something is annoying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GUILT IS BULLSHIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-5749693408845972595?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5749693408845972595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5749693408845972595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5749693408845972595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5749693408845972595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-fun-kind-of-trip.html' title='Not the fun kind of trip!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-3427449009254257432</id><published>2008-05-19T13:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:08:10.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin powers not so much fun at the moment!</title><content type='html'>So &lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; I always joke how we're like twins. We look alike, act alike, &amp;amp; our lives some how manage to be very similar in many aspects....&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jenbun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; threw out her back.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Who's&lt;/span&gt; back starts hurting... Oh yea that's mine. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thurs&lt;/span&gt; I noticed SLIGHT pain, By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt; NOT OK. Sat was HORRIBLE! Not to mention I had to work a LONG day, and had the worst hangover of my life! I thought I might die! Apparently I have yet to die... Or is this my ghost typing this blog.. You will never know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I have yet to throw my back out, but oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lordy&lt;/span&gt; lord it's not feeling so fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;I am a little weary every time I put undies on, cause that is how she broke hers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I don't want to do down like that. Hey ghost like underwear too :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-3427449009254257432?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3427449009254257432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=3427449009254257432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3427449009254257432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3427449009254257432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/twin-powers-not-so-much-fun-at-moment.html' title='Twin powers not so much fun at the moment!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-8384670308893764286</id><published>2008-05-18T01:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:50:20.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to report a missing season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MISSING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPRING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Usually sunny, warm &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; much hotter then 75. Beautiful flowers everywhere, Nice cool breezes.&lt;br /&gt;If seen Please contact me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOO SICK of this HOT HOT WEATHER! It's just now getting cool enough where I don't feel like I am MELTING!&lt;br /&gt;It's ONLY MAY! It's not supost to be 95 degrees!! YUCK! The last 2 days have been hotter then hell...&lt;br /&gt;Well I am not a 100% sure on  that. But if there is a hell.... &amp;amp; I am sure I am going, assuming that theres the whole heaven &amp;amp; hell deal  is real. I will get back to you on how hot it really is ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't do well in the heat! I hate anything higher than 80 degrees! I get VERY CRANKY!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I was being a slight bitch earlier.. It happens. But I just want a fucking spring is that too much to ask for?? I don't think so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-8384670308893764286?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8384670308893764286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=8384670308893764286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8384670308893764286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/8384670308893764286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/id-like-to-report-missing-season.html' title='I&apos;d like to report a missing season...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5277001337789276370</id><published>2008-05-15T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:06:24.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T I JUST BE A BLOB?!</title><content type='html'>So This is the last day of my 1st week back on weight watchers... Which has been alot harder then I thought it would be! I need to go grocery shopping.. which I think that would help. &amp;amp; I have been hoping off &amp;amp; on the scale all week. NOT helpful! Going back &amp;amp; forth from 6lbs lost to 3.. ANNOYING!!&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side.. I've worked out twice. I know your laughing saying 2 times in 7 days.. not that impressive. But hey it's a start. I am THINKING I might go tonight too. But we'll see.  So I am going to go see how much I've actually lost tomorrow am. So I am hoping for the best.. But not feeling oh so confident about it.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping next week goes better then this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-5277001337789276370?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5277001337789276370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5277001337789276370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5277001337789276370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5277001337789276370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-i-just-be-blob.html' title='CAN&apos;T I JUST BE A BLOB?!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-7672415123959210957</id><published>2008-05-15T11:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:07:24.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality TV is my weakness!!</title><content type='html'>So I am willing to admit I have some crappy taste in TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most my Reality TV shows have come to an end. &amp;amp; I am pleased for the most part with who won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start &lt;strong&gt;Survivor Fans vs. Favorites&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT happy with the winner! I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HATED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parvity through the whole show!! With a passion if you might say! She was EVIL!!&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/sur16_parvati_240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="350" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/sur16_parvati_240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But some how she won.. against Amanda none the less. Amanda should have won!! This was the second time that she was in the finals &amp;amp; lost! Poor thing! So close to a million dollars &amp;amp; lost! Stupid girl should have taken the other girl! Which I hated her too! Parv lied to almost everyone on the jury &amp;amp; they still voted to her. Where as Amanda didn't back stab anyone... Which I totally don't get why they voted for Parv. Well 4 of them did. The other 3 with brains voted for Amanda! Totally irritated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show #2 &lt;strong&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/strong&gt;! SOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY about who won! Whitney! A "plus size" model! She is so far from being Plus size. But just the fact that she isn't a size 0 makes her a plus size! She is the first plus size to even make it to the top five! &amp;amp; the 1st ever to win!! YAY! A real person is a top model instead of an anorexic twig! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAY FOR WHITNEY!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so happy that she won! I think she will make a great roll model for little girl! &amp;amp; really help shape the model industry!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my crappy reality TV list of winners is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bachelor London calling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt picked my girl!! Yay! I loved Shane through the whole thing! I think it's cause she reminded me of myself haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/2489559388_0c77a595b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/Misc/Pics/TV/2489559388_0c77a595b8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I LOVED her! &amp;amp; She won well I guess in this case not necessarily&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;won, but gets to marry the man :P&lt;br /&gt;She is adorable. She can play the dumb blonde roll quiet well , but is super smart &amp;amp; street savvy :) Which as any Blonde girl likes to pull the dumb blonde act from time to time to get what we want haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess 2 out of 3 of the people I wanted to win isn't so bad :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-7672415123959210957?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7672415123959210957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=7672415123959210957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7672415123959210957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/7672415123959210957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/reality-tv-is-my-weakness.html' title='Reality TV is my weakness!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-4286401392531751942</id><published>2008-05-09T12:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:06:25.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Watchers Watch OUT!!</title><content type='html'>So I woke up kinda pissy, but then I realized that was silly! So Today is my 1st day of &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/index.aspx"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt; I am rather excited about it! The thing I love is that there is nothing I can't have :) So that is always a great way to look at it. I have 33 points.. &amp;amp; It will only get less amount as I loose the weight. But it will get easier. So day one so far so good. Hoping to go to the gym before I go to Lindz tonight. If not I will fit it in this week for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-4286401392531751942?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4286401392531751942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=4286401392531751942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4286401392531751942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/4286401392531751942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/weight-watchers-watch-out.html' title='Weight Watchers Watch OUT!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-3131899760885808242</id><published>2008-05-07T16:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:51:58.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the Flootey Floo's</title><content type='html'>So this last few weeks I've been down in the dumps. Or as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt; calls it the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flootey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Floo's&lt;/span&gt;" I have discovered the root of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt; I will call her Mama *she just had a baby not too long ago* Called me about two weeks ago, upset about her baby daddy. While I had a house full of people. 7 to be exact. Also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; I was getting my nails done. Mind you I have a 2 bedroom townhouse. So when it is filled with 7 people all trying to talk to me or with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; little hard to hear or focus on the person who is on the phone with me.&lt;br /&gt;So she got her feelings hurt by me not being able to give her a 100% attention. Then chooses not to talk to me over a week! When I tried calling her she sent me to voice mail &lt;em&gt;OUCH&lt;/em&gt;! Also ignoring my texts. Not til last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt; when I asked her if she was mad at me, did I get the reason for her ignoring me. Kinda silly I thought. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; we've talked &lt;em&gt;OH MAYBE&lt;/em&gt; 2 times since! So now my feelings are hurt! Not only did I think it was funny how she didn't even bring it to my attention that I hurt her feelings, but has continued to ignore me since I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt; for hurting her feelings. So now I am feeling hurt &amp;amp; sad at the fact that I may have lost one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt; over something silly! I don't know how to fix this. I miss her so much, but how can I talk to someone about the problem when she chooses to ignore me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight! I have been feeling rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BLOBISH&lt;/span&gt; the last week or so. BUT I am going to fix that problem here tomorrow. Re-joining Weight Watchers tomorrow evening! Very excited about that!! It's perfect that right now til the 10 t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; it's no enrollment fees just gotta pay for the weekly due :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; ME! So I will be posting my weekly weight loss on here WOO! I did loose almost 80lbs doing weight watchers a few yrs ago :D So I know it works! I know how to do it, but I am one of the people who has to go to the meetings so I can be held &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;responsible&lt;/span&gt; for if I have a crappy week. I know it's not all about the weight. It's more about the inches for me. But I also will be actually using my gym membership so I will hopefully shed the weight/ inches quickly. So I will feel more confident when I make my trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cali&lt;/span&gt; this July... Might get in a bathing suit if we **&lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;JenBun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;** &amp;amp; I find a good one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 20 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt; of m y adopted dad's death is sneaking up on me! It's weird how I just know when it is, without even really knowing the date. On the 9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; it will be 20 months since the last time I saw him. It's really hard to even think that it has been that long since I have seen him. Feels longer, but so short of time all at the same time. Hard to explain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY! We should be doing better then we are. For the last yr. I feel like we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;drowning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;financially&lt;/span&gt;! and just as things seem to be getting back on track something else hits us! FRUSTRATING! But I have been making a valiant effort to do better managing our money! So hopefully this will change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am trying to change my mood! I think working out will really help with my mood! giving me more energy for sure! Lets hope taking all these little steps will help cure this case of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Flootey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Floo's&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-3131899760885808242?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3131899760885808242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=3131899760885808242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3131899760885808242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/3131899760885808242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/05/case-of-flootey-floos.html' title='Case of the Flootey Floo&apos;s'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-6724826085674968888</id><published>2008-04-23T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:15:22.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where would you be with out a friend like this?</title><content type='html'>I've been having a super hard time in my life at the moment, &amp;amp; if it wasn't for my wonderful friend &lt;a href="http://goodbadlovely.blogspot.com/"&gt;JenBun&lt;/a&gt; I would be totally lost!! I am actually a guest blogger for her today.. well yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;But she has been there for me no matter what! She is such a wonderful friend! I feel so blessed to have her as a friend!&lt;br /&gt;We can talk for hours &amp;amp; have eachother ROLLING! I am sure my hubby thinks that we're crazy, from half of the conversations that he hears. But haha he's the idiot that married me! HAHA in your face!&lt;br /&gt;But we can make any conversation into something way more intresting then it actually is! The weird part is that we have yet to meet. But that will happen this July &amp;amp; will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WICKED AWESOME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAN'T WAIT TIL THEN!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea she is pretty amazing! I don't know how I would make it through half the things  going on in my life if it wasn't for her!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU JENBUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-6724826085674968888?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6724826085674968888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=6724826085674968888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6724826085674968888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/6724826085674968888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-would-you-be-with-out-friend-like.html' title='Where would you be with out a friend like this?'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-5907907088842576349</id><published>2008-04-17T16:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:06:50.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>The "joys" of parenting...</title><content type='html'>I love my kids more then anything in the world! But sometimes I just wish I could get a break sometimes!!&lt;br /&gt;Beth is almost 6 &amp;amp; Ky Ky just turned 3.. So I have my hands full! It doesn't help that I work nights &amp;amp; don't get enough sleep at all!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;escape&lt;/span&gt; for a bit! Does this make me a bad parent? I don't think so. I have been a mom since I was 18.. well technically 19 *pregnant @ 18, had her a few months after I was 19* So I've never really had the "normal" teenage life. Well I never really had a normal life. I had to grow up fast. So I never thought anything of it that I was forced to be a mom at a young age. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; harder than you would think..&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't til after my adopted dad died that I really started being a "selfish", but I realized that I deserve some "me" time. Where I am not a mom/wife for a few hours! I am just 25 year old Tanya!&lt;br /&gt;And lately I feel like I don't get that really.&lt;br /&gt;I don't resent my kids at all, &amp;amp; they are the reason for me waking up everyday! But I am in just in a need of a night to myself!&lt;br /&gt;They're the joys of my life &amp;amp; crack me up all the time. But it is days like this, when they don't listen very well, that I just want a moment!&lt;br /&gt;A moment that I am not yelling " don't eat that!", "get your hand out of your butt" ,"What did you put in your nose", &amp;amp; "Stop hitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;" Sentences you never really thought you would have to use.. Just wait. When your a parent some of the things you have to say. Would totally help if Ky Ky would potty train. I know he JUST turned 3, But lord have mercy I am DONE with the whole diaper thing! Driving me nutty!!&lt;br /&gt;But it's the sweet moments that keep you from selling them on the black market!&lt;br /&gt;When Ky Ky just wants to snuggle, or Beth feels the need to do my hair.. never a pretty out come, but still cute! Or when they accomplish something on their own, and they're so proud of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;That's what keeps them around :P Helps that they're really cute.&lt;br /&gt;I just get tiered of doing everything around the house. Working til 2am, getting up @ 6 to take Beth to the bus stop for school, having to clean the house, help her with her homework, &amp;amp; all that kind of stuff. Would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; if the hubby helped more.. But that is a totally different ranting blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-5907907088842576349?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5907907088842576349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=5907907088842576349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5907907088842576349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/5907907088842576349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/joys-of-parenting.html' title='The &quot;joys&quot; of parenting...'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-2580019961914523534</id><published>2008-04-15T12:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:15.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>My Obsessions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAT90vfs7-I/AAAAAAAAABk/yWaG9_jEAro/s1600-h/tudors-season-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189551753182113762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAT90vfs7-I/AAAAAAAAABk/yWaG9_jEAro/s320/tudors-season-2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just discovered the worlds best show ever! &amp;amp; since we've gotten our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dvr&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; have become quite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; addict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st off is the WONDERFUL show &lt;strong&gt;THE TUDORS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the sexy Jonathan Rhys Meyers! YUM-O! I liked him before this show, but now am a total fan!! But the show is about a Young Kind Henry the VIII. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh &amp;amp; a fun fact about me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;descendant&lt;/span&gt; of him.. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt; was way into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;genealogy&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; found that out long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;time ago&lt;/span&gt;. not sure how, but yea I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Royalty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Booyah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways. Season 2 just started. Which I had to wait FOREVER!! But if you have Showtime I Highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; that you check this show out. The 1st episode of the 1st season was kinda long &amp;amp; filled with LOTS of info.. I thought I wouldn't like it.. But after it ended I wonder what was going to happen next. With it being history too, you kinda know. But you still want to see the sexed up version.. Much better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Then I was HOOKED!! Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; Obsession #2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE TREE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little sister is the one who got me hooked on this one. I've been hooked for almost 2 years. It was something that brought us together after our dad died. She was already hooked &amp;amp; made me record it for her since the didn't have cable for a few weeks. So she came over &amp;amp; watched it &amp;amp; I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt;.. &amp;amp; went out &amp;amp; bought all the previous seasons &amp;amp; now &amp;amp; a COMPLETE fan! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/One%20Tree%20Hill/spynvd-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/One%20Tree%20Hill/spynvd-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's a total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; show, but can't help but love it! It reminds you of when you were in highschool. And I have found some other "adults" who like the show. Oh &amp;amp; it's fun to torture my hubby while I watch it! Also Chad Micheal Murray is HOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Obsession&lt;/span&gt; #3: &lt;strong&gt;BIG BROTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know reality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; is totally over rated... but I've watched this show for years &amp;amp; since our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dvr&lt;/span&gt; I can watch all the episodes in a season, since before i would miss something. Since it is on like 3 times a week. So I've watched the last 3 seasons all the way through. I totally think I would be good at this game. For anyone who hasn't seen or heard of the show. You go into this house, with 16 other people. &amp;amp; you compete for H.O.H (head of household) Where you put 2 people up to get voted out. Then you compete for P.O.V.( power of Veto) whoever wins the p.o.v. has the option to take one of the people put up down. &amp;amp; the H.O.H will renominate someone. &lt;a href="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z230/browneyes1980/BigBrother9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z230/browneyes1980/BigBrother9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;house guest&lt;/span&gt;, besides the 2 up &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;h.o.h.&lt;/span&gt; will vote someone out. But the game last 3 months. No contact from the outside world, besides if you win &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;h.o.h.&lt;/span&gt; you get letters &amp;amp; pics from your family... OH &amp;amp; you have food comp. Where you play to win food or you get slop.. which looks like this nasty oatmeal type stuff! But from the sounds of it doesn't taste like oatmeal at all! So now you know how the game is played &amp;amp; want to watch it huh? Well this season is almost over.. Sad I know. &amp;amp; this season was kinda crappy, cause the had it as couples most the game. Then it went back to how it is normally played. But oh well. Still love the show! You should too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Obsession&lt;/span&gt; #4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; this show is AMAZING! &amp;amp; we've watched it from the very 1st season! You never know what is going to happen on this show.Some of the shit that happens on the show is CRAZY! But you get totally hooked!! Who thought a show about a plane crashing on a island could last this long. &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/LOST/lost_abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r283/tanyasblinkies6/LOST/lost_abc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;GOOOOD&lt;/span&gt;! There is always something CRAZY going on! Lots of Love triangles &amp;amp; twists &amp;amp; turns. Just when you find something out that you've been dying to know the answer too, they throw something even more nuts out there &amp;amp; leave you hanging! Can you say addicting? So if you haven't seen it I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; that you go rent season 1. Cause you can't just jump into it. Doesn't work. There is so much you need to know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright #5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grey's Anatomy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This show rocks my socks off! Oh it makes me sad that it's been off the air for so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; long! SO HAPPY that it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; back on! Woo! But I tried not to like it. Didn't watch it the 1st season.. but was home alone when season 2 started.. &amp;amp; was bored.. &amp;amp; it was on.. Totally got hook&lt;a href="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x314/marce_mals/gacast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x314/marce_mals/gacast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed. But how could you not? I love it! Very very good show. This show makes me wonder if life as a Dr. at a hospital is really like that? So if your a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. of some sort &amp;amp; work at a hospital please answer this question thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I know there are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; more, but this is a pretty long list to begin with.. Maybe another day I will finish my list of obsessions... &amp;amp; this is only my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; obsessions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; There are a lot more things I love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/337003566266456456-2580019961914523534?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2580019961914523534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=2580019961914523534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2580019961914523534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2580019961914523534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-obsessions.html' title='My Obsessions!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAT90vfs7-I/AAAAAAAAABk/yWaG9_jEAro/s72-c/tudors-season-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-2137607839158156552</id><published>2008-04-14T13:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:27:32.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN THIS HORMONES!!</title><content type='html'>I hate feeling like this! Where you could cry at the drop of  a hat.. I mean I chocked up at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt;.. Sad I know.. And to make it worse.. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Donald's&lt;/span&gt; one.. EVEN SADDER I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of it has to do with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt; of my adopted dad's death, which was yesterday. But other then that I don't know what could be the root of these silly emotions. I am getting really annoyed by them! I mean who wants to cry over some ridiculous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt;?! Not me!! But hopefully I will get back to my sunny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disposition&lt;/span&gt; soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-2137607839158156552?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2137607839158156552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=2137607839158156552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2137607839158156552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/2137607839158156552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/damn-this-hormones.html' title='DAMN THIS HORMONES!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-9071700519885178605</id><published>2008-04-14T00:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:32:17.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 19 months..</title><content type='html'>19 months since the horrible night you took your own life.. Since I've heard your voice, since you've made fun of something stupid I've said or did. 19 months since I've heard you laugh or yell at a game.  19 months since you've seen your kids, or mine. You've missed out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of things. Seen your daughter's 1st dance on a JV Dance team. Your sons oral surgery.  Beth turning 5, Ky Ky turning 2 &amp;amp; 3, me turning 24 &amp;amp; 25.&lt;br /&gt;19 LONG months. I've missed you every one of those day &amp;amp;  have thought of you every one of them as well.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;subconscious&lt;/span&gt; even knows what day of the month it is, without me even realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today &amp;amp; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;been down in the dumps&lt;/span&gt; all day. Not even realizing what my problem was. Then I saw the date...&lt;br /&gt;It's been 19 months full of tear.. lots of things we wished we could say to you. I just miss you every day!  &amp;amp; wished there was a way you could be back in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-9071700519885178605?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9071700519885178605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=9071700519885178605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9071700519885178605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/9071700519885178605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-19-months.html' title='It&apos;s been 19 months..'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1573517059478481916</id><published>2008-04-11T14:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:28:16.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I'm half of 50!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Tue I turned 25! Woo Hoo!! Not as bad as I thought it would be. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAL2kvfs78I/AAAAAAAAABU/EHymFvishKQ/s1600-h/16j0rkp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188980831769391042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAL2kvfs78I/AAAAAAAAABU/EHymFvishKQ/s320/16j0rkp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day started off kinda rough. But in the end, it turned out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I went to my sister's. Which was wonderful &amp;amp; we had a great time! She totally caught me off guard when she bought me a cake!! Which I haven't had a birthday cake since I was 18! Which she also was the one who got it for me!! It was so nice!! I haven't really had anything special done for me on my B-day in &lt;strong&gt;YEARS&lt;/strong&gt;! So this was such a great treat!! She got me the cutest card, flowers, some booze &amp;amp; my cake :) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAL3Hffs79I/AAAAAAAAABc/Z57GRD4jOPk/s1600-h/34ywhdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188981428769845202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAL3Hffs79I/AAAAAAAAABc/Z57GRD4jOPk/s320/34ywhdy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What more could you ask for on your birthday :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a fun night. Stayin up far too late &amp;amp; we had fun gardening . Which apparently I am good at making little paths ,you know the kind with those stones.. I can't remember the name it is called... Something starting with a M.. Do you know?  But I totally rocked at it haha bad pun! But it was such a good day. Kinda started out rough, but ended well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The b-day fun even continued next day, the hubby &amp;amp; I went to the movies. Which is always nice to have date night. Since having kids date night doesn't happen  a whole lot. So over all 25 has been good.&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/337003566266456456-1573517059478481916?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1573517059478481916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1573517059478481916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1573517059478481916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1573517059478481916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-im-half-of-50.html' title='OMG I&apos;m half of 50!!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SAL2kvfs78I/AAAAAAAAABU/EHymFvishKQ/s72-c/16j0rkp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-818692844249461510</id><published>2008-04-01T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:19:54.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>apparently everything is my fault</title><content type='html'>ok so I have been SUPER SUPER careful since we got the account in order... But I wrote 2 checks BEFORE vegas. So over a month ago. That I had already thought cleared.. But NO now they did. When i have  written EVERYTHING down! EVERYTHING! Now I get FUCKED over by these 2 checks! Kyle is mad at me in the fact that this is my fault again!  he screamed at me we should’ve had more money in the account in the 1st place. But we would’ve had at least 60$ to get us through the week. Which that wouldve been fine.But he said we should’ve had way more then that. I am sorry I bought him &amp;amp; ky ky presents!&amp;amp; I paid our phone &amp;amp; cable bill!  Now once again I probably won’t get anything for my birthday &amp;amp; he will make me feel like it is my fault&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-818692844249461510?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/818692844249461510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=818692844249461510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/818692844249461510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/818692844249461510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/04/apparently-everything-is-my-fault.html' title='apparently everything is my fault'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337003566266456456.post-1258090599866870446</id><published>2008-03-27T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:25:16.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww sad!</title><content type='html'>So I have this irritating Kitten that my sister gave me.. Not a fan of this cat at all!! But wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her. We already have 2 cats. Which I like MOST of the time. But they are fixed &amp;amp; can go outside WHENEVER they want! New kitten.. Not so much. Still needed to get her fixed. But she must of gotten outside when I let one of the other cats out.. &amp;amp; now she hasn't been around for like 2 days! Which in the big picture of things not that bad, but I still feel bad.  And I just hope that someone saw her &amp;amp; thought she was lost so they took her in. She had a collar on but no tags. So I am hoping best case is that she got a new home.. They can have the kitten that keeps you up all night, poops on your laundry &amp;amp; makes the worlds biggest mess when eating. Oh also that gets on the counter &amp;amp; trys to eat the fish, spills things &amp;amp; is just aggervating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/337003566266456456-1258090599866870446?l=tisfortrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1258090599866870446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=337003566266456456&amp;postID=1258090599866870446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1258090599866870446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/337003566266456456/posts/default/1258090599866870446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tisfortrouble.blogspot.com/2008/03/aww-sad.html' title='Aww sad!'/><author><name>TansyBritches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00769716986680464705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZhoxl9Bm8I/SoL0wvVhK7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/KYusibcoRJ4/S220/penguin1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
