<?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-6344337000355017655</id><updated>2012-02-14T20:04:25.305-06:00</updated><category term='halloween costumes'/><category term='4D sonogram'/><category term='Geisha'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='I love being a mom'/><category term='pumpkin carving'/><category term='fights'/><category term='pumpkin carving party'/><category term='guinea pig'/><category term='window shopping'/><category term='legos'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='passive'/><category term='online shopping'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='agro moment'/><category term='Reverse zen...is stil 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3016441294024702818</id><published>2012-02-11T19:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T19:24:51.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby bath'/><title type='text'>Smiley Babies are Second Only to Sleeping Babies!</title><content type='html'>Liam and Cierra are getting so big!  Here is a short video of us getting him all ready for a bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I7ivMW6edCU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3016441294024702818?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3016441294024702818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/02/smiley-babies-are-second-only-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3016441294024702818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3016441294024702818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/02/smiley-babies-are-second-only-to.html' title='Smiley Babies are Second Only to Sleeping Babies!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/I7ivMW6edCU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5027072740396839757</id><published>2012-02-10T18:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:53:08.109-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><title type='text'>My Boyfriend Knows I Poop....Dun, dun dunnnn</title><content type='html'>As a fore-runner to this post, you must know that I usually poop when my boyfriend is gone, not that I plan it that way, but I prefer to get my pooping done while he is occupied.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other night I pooped.  &lt;br /&gt;It. Wouldn't. Flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty funny, so I started laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My daughter called up to me,&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT is so funny mom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I pooped"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra: "What's so funny about that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Turds' stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra "What? eeww (laughing)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...that was that.  I didn't want to plunge it, because then there would be poop on the plunger, and the thought of cleaning that made me wanna yak. SO  I just left it there to...you know...soften up.  The baby was fussing, so I just closed the toilet, washed my hands and forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours went by and I was downstairs cooking dinner, when my boyfriend bolted into the kitchen, saying (very proudly)  "You are busted"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew EXACTLY what he was talking about.  ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he had gone upstairs to go to the bathroom as soon as he arrived home from work and asked Cierra who forgot to flush.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra said, "My mom. (shrugs) Wouldn't flush."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO needless to say the secret is out....even kick ass, slightly vain, girly girls like me, drop a deuce that won't flush every now and then. (and blog about it) Don't hate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5027072740396839757?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5027072740396839757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-boyfriend-knows-i-poopdun-dun-dunnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5027072740396839757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5027072740396839757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-boyfriend-knows-i-poopdun-dun-dunnnn.html' title='My Boyfriend Knows I Poop....Dun, dun dunnnn'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7880820289287563450</id><published>2012-01-14T01:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:30:04.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlscout cookies'/><title type='text'>Girlscout Cookies!</title><content type='html'>This will be the third year-in-a-row that my daughter has sold girl scout cookies.&lt;p&gt; Cookie sales bring out the crazy sales lady in me. When I was little, I sold girl scout cookies as well!  Year after year, I had top cookie sales in my region.  I was in Texas, the region was BIG! My motivation when I was young was two consecutive weeks at girl scout camp.  I Loved getting away for two weeks.  I was the oldest of four kids...what can I say?  My parents couldn't afford to send me to camp for two weeks, so I had to sell cookies in order to go!&lt;p&gt;That being said, Cierra has no desire to go to girl scout camp, but had the top cookie sales out of anyone in her troop last year.  The taste of success is addicting, what can I say? This year she has set an even higher goal.  With new baby and not working, we shall attempt to meet this goal again!  Oh yes!  I said , "WE".  This year we have cookies in hand, so you no longer have to wait for them.  Needless to say, they are taking over my living room (inspiration in and of itself to sell the damn things)!&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOjsuwlnBpc/TxEuPeepPmI/AAAAAAAACD4/bQe3SP63exs/s1600/girl%252Bscout%252Bcookies-500x290.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOjsuwlnBpc/TxEuPeepPmI/AAAAAAAACD4/bQe3SP63exs/s400/girl%252Bscout%252Bcookies-500x290.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697385847014899298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7880820289287563450?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7880820289287563450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/girlscout-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7880820289287563450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7880820289287563450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/girlscout-cookies.html' title='Girlscout Cookies!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOjsuwlnBpc/TxEuPeepPmI/AAAAAAAACD4/bQe3SP63exs/s72-c/girl%252Bscout%252Bcookies-500x290.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8942059223435005936</id><published>2012-01-09T17:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:15:52.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Bieber's Mom</title><content type='html'>While doing make-up for a group of teenage girls prior to homecoming, they began whispering amongst each other...as teenage girls do!  I enjoy giving them a hard time so I said, 'Secrets don't make friends ladies!"  :)&lt;p&gt;They promptly stated that they all thought I looked like Justin Bieber's mom.  Oh GAWD.&lt;p&gt;I've now graduated to looking like someones mom!  For the record... here she is...Justin Bieber's Mom...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h4MLv9kyA8/Twt0RS7Mb6I/AAAAAAAACC4/AdkSPrD9Qos/s1600/Omaha-20111226-00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h4MLv9kyA8/Twt0RS7Mb6I/AAAAAAAACC4/AdkSPrD9Qos/s320/Omaha-20111226-00001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695773994226839458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And...here I am,   ha ha  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKUR1axvuio/Twt0k9AZi2I/AAAAAAAACDE/ldjdJvGD6yA/s1600/meee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKUR1axvuio/Twt0k9AZi2I/AAAAAAAACDE/ldjdJvGD6yA/s320/meee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695774331940473698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8942059223435005936?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8942059223435005936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/justin-biebers-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8942059223435005936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8942059223435005936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/justin-biebers-mom.html' title='Justin Bieber&apos;s Mom'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h4MLv9kyA8/Twt0RS7Mb6I/AAAAAAAACC4/AdkSPrD9Qos/s72-c/Omaha-20111226-00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2527969601136509164</id><published>2012-01-09T16:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:03:25.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Fall Sets</title><content type='html'>I took Cierra's Fall pictures before Thanksgiving and did a couple of my niece's before Christmas as well.  We haven't had the usual Nebraska snow-filled fall and winter!  Here are some pictures from both of those sets, though I I have yet to edit them, you get the picture!  Enjoy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MeRWgaLTIeI/TwtxnVVzIvI/AAAAAAAACCo/UnF-cYQ9MSs/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MeRWgaLTIeI/TwtxnVVzIvI/AAAAAAAACCo/UnF-cYQ9MSs/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695771074297537266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_xSjhbpEJY/Twtxm1Ajc9I/AAAAAAAACCc/mpTx5ZyneeQ/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_xSjhbpEJY/Twtxm1Ajc9I/AAAAAAAACCc/mpTx5ZyneeQ/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695771065618494418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYWR4H9SbeY/TwtxlqpNKLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/MJheUbKmEFQ/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYWR4H9SbeY/TwtxlqpNKLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/MJheUbKmEFQ/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695771045656340658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu8aTSDq0iA/TwtxkOEOwEI/AAAAAAAACCE/d0bCNY4qyfo/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu8aTSDq0iA/TwtxkOEOwEI/AAAAAAAACCE/d0bCNY4qyfo/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695771020805193794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2527969601136509164?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2527969601136509164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-fall-sets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2527969601136509164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2527969601136509164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-fall-sets.html' title='Two Fall Sets'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MeRWgaLTIeI/TwtxnVVzIvI/AAAAAAAACCo/UnF-cYQ9MSs/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5504959771039257541</id><published>2012-01-04T23:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:51:38.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures of What you Missed</title><content type='html'>Here are some more pictures of what you missed, from before Halloween to nowish because I failed to blog over the past few months!  Enjoying babydum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me two days before I delivered as 'Miss Piggy'...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frHoIMfYgUc/TwU2qsokGgI/AAAAAAAACBs/-XaMntqzouM/s1600/378474_2418075563584_1002232096_2744758_1274997595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frHoIMfYgUc/TwU2qsokGgI/AAAAAAAACBs/-XaMntqzouM/s320/378474_2418075563584_1002232096_2744758_1274997595_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017411043564034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra as the Red Queen (I did her hair and make-up with every intention of blogging about it.  IT. WAS. A-MAZING&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ReeRGXV_BY/TwU36XuQf0I/AAAAAAAACB4/MGD_WBf0rlo/s1600/Halloween%2B%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ReeRGXV_BY/TwU36XuQf0I/AAAAAAAACB4/MGD_WBf0rlo/s320/Halloween%2B%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694018779819835202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_Cd39V6dkA/TwU2qonI_pI/AAAAAAAACBc/3MR9YJ_suXo/s1600/297195_2418090763964_1002232096_2744804_546146314_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_Cd39V6dkA/TwU2qonI_pI/AAAAAAAACBc/3MR9YJ_suXo/s320/297195_2418090763964_1002232096_2744804_546146314_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017409963851410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod and I at our Anual Pumpkin Carving Party a little less than a week before having baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdiEFg_aSG4/TwU2qditaQI/AAAAAAAACBU/F2_f96D3naA/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdiEFg_aSG4/TwU2qditaQI/AAAAAAAACBU/F2_f96D3naA/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017406992476418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me 3 days before I delivered!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E_WTZVBTek/TwU1R7FV4EI/AAAAAAAACAw/zrK_SR3K0wY/s1600/CSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E_WTZVBTek/TwU1R7FV4EI/AAAAAAAACAw/zrK_SR3K0wY/s320/CSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694015885914005570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me 5 days before I delivered with my niece Jayslyn...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8f7M2dkUKs/TwU1Sj9Ms1I/AAAAAAAACBM/cXXK3VXEOYY/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8f7M2dkUKs/TwU1Sj9Ms1I/AAAAAAAACBM/cXXK3VXEOYY/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694015896885703506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlDNmThpHMs/TwU1SYVT6HI/AAAAAAAACA8/fkuFWugdZPE/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlDNmThpHMs/TwU1SYVT6HI/AAAAAAAACA8/fkuFWugdZPE/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694015893765613682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddox (Liam's cousin) holding him...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxdjyRmYzo4/TwU1Rp1UHWI/AAAAAAAACAg/V2SfCyoN0zU/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxdjyRmYzo4/TwU1Rp1UHWI/AAAAAAAACAg/V2SfCyoN0zU/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694015881283378530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam with his Oma...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMfLXPZNc3g/TwU1RvhHuCI/AAAAAAAACAY/o0_yI35RyFQ/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMfLXPZNc3g/TwU1RvhHuCI/AAAAAAAACAY/o0_yI35RyFQ/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694015882809292834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and Mercedes from Albuquerque (Mel and Liam have the same hair here... ha ha&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwHUx4uZRJA/TwUy22FF2UI/AAAAAAAACAM/GvtMMTC6QUk/s1600/melmerc%2B11_11%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwHUx4uZRJA/TwUy22FF2UI/AAAAAAAACAM/GvtMMTC6QUk/s320/melmerc%2B11_11%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694013221691054402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sister Cierra holding her little brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wVp5Hdr4GQ/TwUy2m_RpKI/AAAAAAAACAA/8cBSg2XuU0k/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wVp5Hdr4GQ/TwUy2m_RpKI/AAAAAAAACAA/8cBSg2XuU0k/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694013217640129698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me(tired) and baby (sleeping) lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zE13-on9F8/TwUy2Cbf_HI/AAAAAAAAB_0/fgyp7AN4d1s/s1600/CSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zE13-on9F8/TwUy2Cbf_HI/AAAAAAAAB_0/fgyp7AN4d1s/s320/CSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694013207826398322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah (Liam's cousin) 'holding baby'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__bNle6fXG8/TwUy1_Fo7PI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ITjGIwGGvyg/s1600/noah%2Badn%2Bliam%2B5%2Bweeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__bNle6fXG8/TwUy1_Fo7PI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ITjGIwGGvyg/s320/noah%2Badn%2Bliam%2B5%2Bweeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694013206929403122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam and his Grandad Woody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D6YYLsbH4q8/TwUy18G1NmI/AAAAAAAAB_c/a1ZitnDcurQ/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D6YYLsbH4q8/TwUy18G1NmI/AAAAAAAAB_c/a1ZitnDcurQ/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694013206129096290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5504959771039257541?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5504959771039257541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-pictures-of-what-you-missed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5504959771039257541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5504959771039257541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-pictures-of-what-you-missed.html' title='More Pictures of What you Missed'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frHoIMfYgUc/TwU2qsokGgI/AAAAAAAACBs/-XaMntqzouM/s72-c/378474_2418075563584_1002232096_2744758_1274997595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7683587998170294824</id><published>2012-01-04T23:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:13:37.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Picture Set for Matthew</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks after I had baby, my old GM asked me to take her son's Senior Pictures.  The weather cooperated and so did newborn baby Liam!  Here are some pictures from that set!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT-LQI8f404/TwUwyAp4BTI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/vKTj5aUVXdw/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT-LQI8f404/TwUwyAp4BTI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/vKTj5aUVXdw/s320/17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694010939607090482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1gN-pYfI4M/TwUwxSxPpLI/AAAAAAAAB-0/7ec41ez2QIc/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1gN-pYfI4M/TwUwxSxPpLI/AAAAAAAAB-0/7ec41ez2QIc/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694010927289967794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gX3px14lMDI/TwUwxJX7DzI/AAAAAAAAB-s/uexfspnRx4s/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gX3px14lMDI/TwUwxJX7DzI/AAAAAAAAB-s/uexfspnRx4s/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694010924767842098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a side note; I forgot how awkward teenage boys can be...and how fun it is to make them laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7683587998170294824?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7683587998170294824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/senior-picture-set-for-matthew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7683587998170294824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7683587998170294824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/senior-picture-set-for-matthew.html' title='Senior Picture Set for Matthew'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT-LQI8f404/TwUwyAp4BTI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/vKTj5aUVXdw/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1682585706185411399</id><published>2012-01-02T01:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:41:04.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPV5nh5XseE/TwFfcDZ6ICI/AAAAAAAAB-c/AWtw8GCFWHU/s1600/391128_2859353688123_1388091052_33020227_601841283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPV5nh5XseE/TwFfcDZ6ICI/AAAAAAAAB-c/AWtw8GCFWHU/s320/391128_2859353688123_1388091052_33020227_601841283_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692936339527966754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas with new baby was fantastical! I'm in love again! It's official! I just love the quiet sleepy nights by the tree! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGcPb03Y7Z8/TwFfcFbhw3I/AAAAAAAAB-U/My6dmQ5zsME/s1600/386585_2795577773765_1388091052_33000046_1121886731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGcPb03Y7Z8/TwFfcFbhw3I/AAAAAAAAB-U/My6dmQ5zsME/s320/386585_2795577773765_1388091052_33000046_1121886731_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692936340071629682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a video of Cierra and I talking to him about Christmas. Most mornings he is so happy..it's le sigh!&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z1Jv61YqYNg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1682585706185411399?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1682585706185411399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1682585706185411399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1682585706185411399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPV5nh5XseE/TwFfcDZ6ICI/AAAAAAAAB-c/AWtw8GCFWHU/s72-c/391128_2859353688123_1388091052_33020227_601841283_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8660912108405090656</id><published>2012-01-02T01:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:32:11.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Post is Called, "I had Baby and My Blog Took the Backseat!"</title><content type='html'>So, I totally had my son on Halloween. It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 30th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod: "I don't wanna go to work this week...can't you have him tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sure, I'll just schedule it! ha ha BTW, if you want to HELP things along...we could break this drought" (my boyfriend refused to have sex with me because he didn't want to hurt the baby...even after I was 'okay to go at 36 weeks')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod: "hums Barry White...I've Been Feeling Dryyyyy Bab-ay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I obliged...a few times. (keep in mind... it had been MONTHS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward three hours to Rod, Cierra and I going to see "Puss in Boots'..I had contractions THE WHOLE time...it was 3pm. I really didn't think it was real labor...just annoying contractions that were consistently 4 minutes apart. They didn't hurt, but continued most of the night. I went home, called my Dr. who said to go in whenever I thought the contractions were getting more painful. (I had shit to do)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promptly ate dinner, took a bath, shaved and began my homework that was due by 10 pm that night. I was still having contractions, so we took C to her aunt and uncles house...just in case. I finished my homework at 9:30 and was still having contractions. I STILL didn't think they were real, so I caught up on my DVR'd shows and began the coursework for the next week. I finally tried to go to bed at 2am, which didn't work too well, so we headed to the hospital. (I wanted to wait until after midnight so I wouldn't be charged for a whole days stay...how cheap am I?!) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 31st&lt;br /&gt;3:00 am Put on monitors&lt;br /&gt;5:00am Admitted , "We're gonna have a baby on Halloween"!&lt;br /&gt;7:00 am Blood results show uber low platelet count = no epidural allowed.&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am Dilated to 3&lt;br /&gt;9:00 am Broke my water&lt;br /&gt;11:00 am Dilated to 5, labor not too unbearable...bracing myself!&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm Dilated to 7, whoa low hums aren't cutting it for me, and I want to be fully dilated already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:45 pm Dilated to 8, Dr says baby is posterior and has me get on my hands and knees to help turn him OH MY GAWD. I started being that loud obnoxious woman in labor. I was so embarrassed between contractions (which were piggy backing each other)...it was Halloween...I kept telling the nurses I was 'in character'. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally fully dilated by 3 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam Sebastian Hale was born at 3:37pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 lbs 9 oz&lt;br /&gt;21 inches long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so accomplished having a big baby without meds...I told my boyfriend I was being 'cost effective' ha ha He was healthy and even though I felt like I HAD BEEN HIT BY A TRUCK THE NEXT DAY...I would TOTALLY do it again. I felt like I had more control (I'm a control freak, so this is a good thing), I felt like I healed faster and I felt like baby was more alert and healthy! (I had an epidural and a lot of problems during delivery with my daughter who was only 6.5 lbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbL5Ha3cejQ/TwFc4mgUddI/AAAAAAAAB-I/fX_ONagDY6w/s1600/Omaha-20111125-00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbL5Ha3cejQ/TwFc4mgUddI/AAAAAAAAB-I/fX_ONagDY6w/s320/Omaha-20111125-00117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692933531451553234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78r2aXpZl18/TwFc4RIHPpI/AAAAAAAAB98/T1uSrx-D5-U/s1600/1%2Bhour%2Bold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78r2aXpZl18/TwFc4RIHPpI/AAAAAAAAB98/T1uSrx-D5-U/s320/1%2Bhour%2Bold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692933525712879250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8660912108405090656?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8660912108405090656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-post-is-called-i-had-baby-and-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8660912108405090656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8660912108405090656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-post-is-called-i-had-baby-and-my.html' title='This Post is Called, &quot;I had Baby and My Blog Took the Backseat!&quot;'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbL5Ha3cejQ/TwFc4mgUddI/AAAAAAAAB-I/fX_ONagDY6w/s72-c/Omaha-20111125-00117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3221844251210432314</id><published>2011-10-13T22:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:15:03.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAC Cosmetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss piggy'/><title type='text'>Halloween Costume for Preggo and Chinese Foot Binding</title><content type='html'>I LOVE Halloween. I will not let the possibility of being almost ten months pregnant shut down my Halloween costume plans! ha ha I am THAT dedicated. Actually I just adore a reason to wear Insanely long false lashes and do my make-up all artsy fartsy. SO here is the line up... IF I have baby BEFORE Halloween, I will be a Geisha and he will be Spicy Tuna Sushi. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwJyVsQUSkk/TpetIs5xxYI/AAAAAAAAB88/56C601yj2Xw/s1600/F1_2974036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwJyVsQUSkk/TpetIs5xxYI/AAAAAAAAB88/56C601yj2Xw/s320/F1_2974036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663185421445744002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHFz1xlS-LY/TpetISj3xcI/AAAAAAAAB8w/yqKJsYoFqvE/s1600/geisha-makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHFz1xlS-LY/TpetISj3xcI/AAAAAAAAB8w/yqKJsYoFqvE/s320/geisha-makeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663185414374540738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfTA2tmEALE/TpetHsuGxNI/AAAAAAAAB8k/a-gKVGjNp3s/s1600/il_430xN_157665444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfTA2tmEALE/TpetHsuGxNI/AAAAAAAAB8k/a-gKVGjNp3s/s320/il_430xN_157665444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663185404216919250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If, by chance I am still VERY pregnant by the time Halloween rolls around, I will be a kick ass Glamorous Miss Piggy. &lt;br /&gt;For the record...Miss Piggy will have her own make-up line via MAC Cosmetics in February, coinciding with the release of the Muppet's film! I could totally rock this pregnant!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LaP2QD4V0JI/TpeuXlefDEI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Net0dhL2Vak/s1600/misspiggy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LaP2QD4V0JI/TpeuXlefDEI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Net0dhL2Vak/s320/misspiggy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663186776661888066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last resort, I could always be a pregnant Geisha (although much more fabulous than the one pictured here: middle)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwSuKYG5zx8/TpezMM5WeAI/AAAAAAAAB9U/sIflohVk2Js/s1600/002521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwSuKYG5zx8/TpezMM5WeAI/AAAAAAAAB9U/sIflohVk2Js/s320/002521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663192078643263490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While researching Geisha stuff, I found this photo of a supposed Geisha's foot. (It's one of those deer-caught-in-the-headlights sorta things...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5yD-lE_YTY/TpezqaQFs0I/AAAAAAAAB9g/IC8iD8MGpjg/s1600/geisha%2Bfoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5yD-lE_YTY/TpezqaQFs0I/AAAAAAAAB9g/IC8iD8MGpjg/s320/geisha%2Bfoot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663192597624369986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Upon further research, there is no way that this was the foot of a Geisha, as foot-binding was a Chinese tradition, not Japanese. You can read more about it &lt;a href="http://www.pattayadailynews.com/en/2010/09/16/the-painful-tradition-of-foot-binding-in-china/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The tradition was banned in 1911. I have too much time on my hands, clearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3221844251210432314?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3221844251210432314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-costume-for-preggo-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3221844251210432314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3221844251210432314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-costume-for-preggo-and.html' title='Halloween Costume for Preggo and Chinese Foot Binding'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwJyVsQUSkk/TpetIs5xxYI/AAAAAAAAB88/56C601yj2Xw/s72-c/F1_2974036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2920424134582781246</id><published>2011-10-13T14:14:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:03:28.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse traps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third trimester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><title type='text'>Over the Hump, Baking and Mice</title><content type='html'>Still pregnant folks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been baking A LOT lately. I bake a lot regardless, so the fact that I am baking more than usual, says a lot. There is currently the following diet killers in my kitchen (it's ridiculous, really):&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cranberry walnut zucchini bread&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate chip cookies (made with 1/2 butter &amp; half shortening, for texture)&lt;br /&gt;-Pumpkin chocolate chip bread&lt;br /&gt;-I made ahead and froze cookie dough as well, just in case I'm out of commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I saw a mouse in broad daylight next to my stove and royally fa-reaked out! Aren't mice SUPPOSE to be nocturnal? ha ha Funny thing is, mice don't particularly bother me as much as bats do. We tend to see a mouse or two every September/ October. We live next to a massive community garden and when the weather begins to get cooler, the mice have a go at our townhouse.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mousetraps and refuse to use any type of loose poison; anybody have any mousetrap alternatives?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2920424134582781246?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2920424134582781246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/10/over-hump-baking-and-mice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2920424134582781246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2920424134582781246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/10/over-hump-baking-and-mice.html' title='Over the Hump, Baking and Mice'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8607833434273053584</id><published>2011-09-21T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:38:52.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><title type='text'>I Heart Big Fat Gawdy RIngs</title><content type='html'>Don't know if you know this fact about me... but I ADORE big fat gawdy rings.  The hospital gift shop where I get shots every week, actually has a pretty decent selection of costume jewelry. (I know right?!)&lt;p&gt;  I take it upon myself, to reward myself every two weeks with a new ring. It is the least I can do for myself after getting those damn shots every. single. week.  Needless to say, I now have QUITE the collection.  Here are a few. &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDHvr9_XORw/Tnn2puo387I/AAAAAAAAB8U/-A8o9IrAuwk/s1600/knucklering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDHvr9_XORw/Tnn2puo387I/AAAAAAAAB8U/-A8o9IrAuwk/s200/knucklering.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654822003894907826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP-eHts1x0Q/Tnn2pXUEpXI/AAAAAAAAB8M/WtHODAeE8LY/s1600/leopard%2Bring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP-eHts1x0Q/Tnn2pXUEpXI/AAAAAAAAB8M/WtHODAeE8LY/s200/leopard%2Bring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654821997633643890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbjolhA-rd0/Tnn2pNQC6lI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4mxwihYGAOg/s1600/spider%2Bring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbjolhA-rd0/Tnn2pNQC6lI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4mxwihYGAOg/s200/spider%2Bring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654821994932398674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8607833434273053584?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8607833434273053584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-heart-big-fat-gawdy-rings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8607833434273053584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8607833434273053584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-heart-big-fat-gawdy-rings.html' title='I Heart Big Fat Gawdy RIngs'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDHvr9_XORw/Tnn2puo387I/AAAAAAAAB8U/-A8o9IrAuwk/s72-c/knucklering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-906524142544719824</id><published>2011-09-12T22:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:55:06.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Baby Shower Goodness</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Rod found our Houdini bat in the sink. This is the bat that's been reeking havoc in our house after dark for the past week or so. The poor thing finally keeled over. As bad as I feel about his death..I am overjoyed that he is no longer in the house. (shivering dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that weren't enough Goodness for the day, my sister and boyfriends sister threw a surprise baby shower for us. It was a surprise, so I have no pictures! boo hiss! I will steal some from Jen soon and will definitely share! I am so thankful for everybody that came and for all the goodies everyone gave us for Liam. &lt;p&gt;Toward the end, Rod and Cierra gave me a Zales bag.  For a second, I thought...certainly he's not proposing (perplexed sigh because, I feel that will never happen).  As I opened it, there was a beautiful link bracelet.  Turns out, people thought I didn't react properly. (&lt;em&gt;though if they new the things I was thinking, they may understand&lt;/em&gt;)  I was a little disoriented, and very surprised! &lt;p&gt;I definitely wasn't expecting anything for me and thought it was absolute sweet, thoughtful goodness! Cierra was so proud of herself for helping Rod pick it out!  When I gave her a hug, I whispered just how lucky I am to be her mom!  Rod was all smiles and one look at him just made me want to cry...it was just so thoughtful!  It was a nice end to a rough week, a really nice end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Lately, I've been missing Valency and Wendy; whom are always good for nice long talks, but are both a bazillion miles away! They are both people with the ability to bring me back down to Earth! SO if you two are reading this... I miss you very much!&lt;p&gt;You'd think with all this bedrest, I'd blog more! I still blog every day on the bedrest &lt;a href="http://momsinwaiting.com/stallingjen/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, but even IT is a bit boring-tagious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-906524142544719824?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/906524142544719824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-shower-goodness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/906524142544719824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/906524142544719824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-shower-goodness.html' title='Baby Shower Goodness'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2702169072604993334</id><published>2011-09-01T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:05:16.349-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agro moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Agro Preggo</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago, I bit my boyfriend's head off for something. (Is it sad, that I don't even remember what?) He's not the confrontation type, which is NOT GOOD for me. I come from a loud family that operates under the rule, "If you love somebody, you talk/yell it out" Seriously...there are a lot of us and we are ALL loud! ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend prefers to just ignore me completely, which does NOT work for me, clearly. I can be a bit high maintenance at times: don't hate! Ignoring me doesn't work in a normal setting and is just Goddamn mean now, since I spend all day at home with no-one to talk to. Ignoring me is like ASKING me to blow shit out of proportion...it's the boyfriend equivalent of putting a target on your back. Today is the second day of silence and now I'm just MAD! Boys are so clueless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bright note; I may be able to go back to work in October...I CAN'T WAIT! My next appointment is in exactly one week, I will be &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; /asking at that time! I work at ULTA, there are 25 to 30 girls there and ALWAYS someone to friggin talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedrest is officially making me a crazy woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2702169072604993334?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2702169072604993334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/agro-preggo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2702169072604993334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2702169072604993334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/09/agro-preggo.html' title='Agro Preggo'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-979244392506085725</id><published>2011-08-31T12:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:05:53.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shopping'/><title type='text'>Online Window Shopping</title><content type='html'>I've been spending all morning Christmas shopping and window shopping online.  I want to get Christmas shopping done, before my pay gets cut off in November!  Window shopping is totally easy to do online!  &lt;p&gt;Please see the following Online Window Shopping Directions:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Go to favorite store website; Place all of the stuff your heart desires into your cart. &lt;br /&gt;2.  Open a new window for a different store: go to new site&lt;br /&gt;3.  Repeat step 1&lt;br /&gt;4.  When you've forgotten about all the goodies waiting in your cart from step one, simply click the little X, close window screen.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viola!  Online window shopping accomplished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-979244392506085725?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/979244392506085725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/online-window-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/979244392506085725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/979244392506085725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/online-window-shopping.html' title='Online Window Shopping'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2249149220096449499</id><published>2011-08-29T10:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T10:41:59.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat Week</title><content type='html'>Late last night I was submitting my homework for the week, everybody else was asleep and then it happened…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BAT FLEW IN FRONT OF MY FACE. This week is officially ‘bat week’. Needless to say, I threw my laptop at it, horror film screamed and sprinted up the stairs (20 stairs in 4 leaps). I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t call the cops…it was ridiculous.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke Rod up and rather than going to get it, he shut the doors, called the Human Society, then WENT BACK TO SLEEP! I was NOT okay with that, clearly! My medication and water were both downstairs (with the bat), my heart was beating OUT of my chest and I was begining to get royally pissed at my sleeping boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I screamed, I must’ve woke Cierra up, because it wasn’t long before she called me…from her room asking if there was another bat in the house! At that point, I wouldn’t shut up until Rod went downstairs and got the damn bat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE COULDN”T FIND THE DAMN THING! He thinks it flew back into the basement and even though he went down there…couldn’t find it. Needless to say I slept like poo, didn’t pee all night and the Human Society never came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side….it gives me something to blog about…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2249149220096449499?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2249149220096449499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/bat-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2249149220096449499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2249149220096449499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/bat-week.html' title='Bat Week'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2890274778419339620</id><published>2011-08-26T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:17:32.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat-abulous</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was &lt;a href="http://momsinwaiting.com/stallingjen/2011/08/26/day-2/?preview=true"&gt;Day 2&lt;/a&gt; of bedrest and the only exciting things that happened weren't that exciting at all!&lt;p&gt;First, there was this:&lt;p&gt;I hadn't driven my car in nearly a week, when I got in it...THIS is what was waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YTNOiNTl-ZQ/TlfABAbOA-I/AAAAAAAAB70/OnQ7KEd_EyI/s1600/jerks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YTNOiNTl-ZQ/TlfABAbOA-I/AAAAAAAAB70/OnQ7KEd_EyI/s320/jerks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645191781458772962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The finale of the evening ended when a bat flew into the house!  I was tucking Cierra in for bed, when the following took place:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod: "Jen! Shut the door!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WHy?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod: "There's a bat in the house!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: (SLAM) Eew, eew eew.... "ARe you gonna get it?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod: "How do you suggest I do that? The thing is huge!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "I don't know... be creative!"  (I give the BEST advice) ha ha&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile in Cierra's room (with the door shut)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra: "Why do bats have to be killed when they get into your house?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I've been told that they will come back if you don't, but I'm not sure how true it is."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra: "But it's not the bats fault that he came in here on accident!  That would be like me going into the wrong classroom and then getting killed so I won't do it again."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "C, You are a human...the bat is an animal...it's a little different!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra: "I know, but, they don't really seem mean mom."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Cierra, I LOVE your big, fat, animal heart...but GO TO SLEEP!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before the bat was gone and things were calm...(untill 4 o'clock in the morning when Cierra woke up screaming Rod's name).   She thought she heard a mouse in her room, a RAT was her actual words, lol.  There was no mouse, or rat, or bat...just my poor boyrfriend looking under her bed, in the closet and anywhere else to calm her nerves!&lt;p&gt;Cierra's questions got me curious about bats.  I DESPISE them, but felt bad when I couldn't really answer her questions.  Here is a little something about &lt;a href="http://www.thebatguy.com/generalbatinfo.html"&gt;bats&lt;/a&gt; if you're bored!&lt;p&gt;WHAT A NIGHT!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqI6GF6UJOY/TlfG1C6KlDI/AAAAAAAAB78/PSZUaPai7tw/s1600/bat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqI6GF6UJOY/TlfG1C6KlDI/AAAAAAAAB78/PSZUaPai7tw/s320/bat1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199272548406322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2890274778419339620?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2890274778419339620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/bat-abulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2890274778419339620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2890274778419339620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/bat-abulous.html' title='Bat-abulous'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YTNOiNTl-ZQ/TlfABAbOA-I/AAAAAAAAB70/OnQ7KEd_EyI/s72-c/jerks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8845791327018321977</id><published>2011-08-24T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:39:45.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pre-term labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high-risk pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Twas' the Night Before Labor</title><content type='html'>  Around 11pm on Saturday night, I started having contractions, which was wierd because it had been SUCH a chill day! By 1am Sunday morning I was at the hospital, IV in, with baby and contraction monitors and all.  Joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am a couple of hours before.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5q6MwM0Gco/TlVEdqGXIoI/AAAAAAAAB7s/A57sSdw1nNw/s1600/27%2Bweeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5q6MwM0Gco/TlVEdqGXIoI/AAAAAAAAB7s/A57sSdw1nNw/s320/27%2Bweeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644492984286651010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas' the night before (pre-term) labor, and all through the house,&lt;br /&gt;Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.  (Thank Goodness, I hate mice!)&lt;br /&gt;The dishes were done, and drying with care,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that the next day, there'd be more time to spare.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My child was nestled all snug in her bed, &lt;br /&gt;When a few contractions came with a dread.&lt;br /&gt;I drank loads of water, with intentions to slaughter,&lt;br /&gt;These imposers who came much too early with bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon a call to my Doctor, it was almost midnight,&lt;br /&gt;I was instructed to lie on my side without fright.&lt;br /&gt; More water, then I'd pee, it was very clear to see,&lt;br /&gt;This night was simply, not meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend timed the contractions with heed,&lt;br /&gt;As time shortened between, they began to impede.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the townhouse and into the car,&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the hospital was not very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses calmly ushered us in, &lt;br /&gt;Ready with swabs, and monitors to begin.&lt;br /&gt;The IV was swift, the test results not good,&lt;br /&gt;I knew I’d be staying in this neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contractions soon shortened, as the shots continued,&lt;br /&gt;I was hopeful, relieved and no longer blue.&lt;br /&gt;The nurses were kind, not one step behind,&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor’s who left me a solid peace mind. (I really do love Bergan Mercy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-eight hours was my stay, &lt;br /&gt;Though charged to bed rest that very day.&lt;br /&gt;Worry is a funny thing, it creeps right through,&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of all the things I still must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and family sometimes give me a shake, &lt;br /&gt;They say I could use a little more of a break.&lt;br /&gt;I’m convinced baby knows this fact too,&lt;br /&gt;So there is only one thing left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy this span without lists and life juggling,&lt;br /&gt;Instead I will relax without even struggling.&lt;br /&gt;My baby boy’s health is my sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;For him, it’s simply not worth rolling the dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8845791327018321977?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8845791327018321977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/twas-night-before-labor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8845791327018321977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8845791327018321977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/twas-night-before-labor.html' title='Twas&apos; the Night Before Labor'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5q6MwM0Gco/TlVEdqGXIoI/AAAAAAAAB7s/A57sSdw1nNw/s72-c/27%2Bweeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1956231226711839884</id><published>2011-08-15T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:44:18.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT's All About the Backpack...</title><content type='html'>C started her first day of 5th grade today.   It used to be all about the backpack, now...it's all about the backpack, AND the outfit!  It won't be long before it's all about the SHOES!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtxbWwJ5fkw/TklMFK2OMYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUEvatuyJMk/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtxbWwJ5fkw/TklMFK2OMYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUEvatuyJMk/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641123659953090946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxQQlLXYRig/TklMEhl7dhI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Cz_Exv-9jac/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxQQlLXYRig/TklMEhl7dhI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Cz_Exv-9jac/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641123648878900754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1956231226711839884?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1956231226711839884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-about-backpack_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1956231226711839884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1956231226711839884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-about-backpack_15.html' title='IT&apos;s All About the Backpack...'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtxbWwJ5fkw/TklMFK2OMYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUEvatuyJMk/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3417333925347710369</id><published>2011-08-14T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:28:26.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck-a-toid</title><content type='html'>So I've been totally suck-a-toid at my blogging lately.... quite. obviously.  I am racing this baby to finish up the last of my classes before he is born and I can start my thesis.  When I'm done with work, and homework I spend a good hour rewarding myself with all my pre-recorded shows.  Everything is so damn calculated and planned, I just cannot catch up!  I never said this with my first, BUT I will be happy when baby is here, so I can relax a lil.  &lt;p&gt;Things are REALLY good though.  Here is the latest picture of baby boy, as Mini Me, ha ha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFZ8ubBDzTs/TkicRMgvRbI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-OSp1sg1RCQ/s1600/week%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFZ8ubBDzTs/TkicRMgvRbI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-OSp1sg1RCQ/s320/week%2B24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640930352511796658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cierra starts school tomorrow and I just cannot believe how grown up and sweet she is.... 5th grade!  Here are some random pictures from the past month: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is C at the zoo! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ha2f7no8wB4/TkieHVpOw1I/AAAAAAAAB68/HYXPcKlSKkI/s1600/2011-05-22%2B16.15.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ha2f7no8wB4/TkieHVpOw1I/AAAAAAAAB68/HYXPcKlSKkI/s320/2011-05-22%2B16.15.03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640932382187897682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister-in-law, myself and my sister Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8pZp5Lkalk/Tkif1r59VLI/AAAAAAAAB7E/VfdQyjmnuiI/s1600/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8pZp5Lkalk/Tkif1r59VLI/AAAAAAAAB7E/VfdQyjmnuiI/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640934277949248690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5SyqJllZN4/TkieGtr9YvI/AAAAAAAAB6s/RSXcycS1d-Y/s1600/2011-07-02%2B18.14.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5SyqJllZN4/TkieGtr9YvI/AAAAAAAAB6s/RSXcycS1d-Y/s320/2011-07-02%2B18.14.10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640932371461923570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Sister, My Grandma and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2l-hPKG4bg/TkieGRw7xUI/AAAAAAAAB6k/xRyJiwiG-Lc/s1600/2011-07-02%2B18.15.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2l-hPKG4bg/TkieGRw7xUI/AAAAAAAAB6k/xRyJiwiG-Lc/s320/2011-07-02%2B18.15.43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640932363966596418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3417333925347710369?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3417333925347710369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/suck-toid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3417333925347710369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3417333925347710369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/08/suck-toid.html' title='Suck-a-toid'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFZ8ubBDzTs/TkicRMgvRbI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-OSp1sg1RCQ/s72-c/week%2B24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8561026484235006910</id><published>2011-06-20T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:04:39.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D sonogram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high-risk pregnancy'/><title type='text'>18 Weeks in 4D</title><content type='html'>I went last week to my specialist again and was surprised with yet another set of sonogram pictures. With Cierra, I received one sonogram at 20 weeks, there was no such thing as 4d sonogram pictures at that time! Granted there is a BIG difference between being under a military hospital, as I was with my daughter and a civilian. The care this time around, is definitely more detailed and meticulous.&lt;p&gt;I will take more belly pictures (next time with a proper camera) this coming weekend! Wooo Hooo! I still can't believe it's been five months already!&lt;p&gt;Here are some more pictures, they are insane...and he looks like his skin is made of spam...but it's still VERY cool!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riFGiL1zjGY/TgAJ8iPEdFI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Is_lbKvOuuM/s1600/18%2Bweeks%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riFGiL1zjGY/TgAJ8iPEdFI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Is_lbKvOuuM/s320/18%2Bweeks%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620503270545192018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8561026484235006910?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8561026484235006910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-weeks-in-4d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8561026484235006910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8561026484235006910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-weeks-in-4d.html' title='18 Weeks in 4D'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riFGiL1zjGY/TgAJ8iPEdFI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Is_lbKvOuuM/s72-c/18%2Bweeks%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5426315355414829740</id><published>2011-06-07T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:23:26.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24 hour urine sample'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high-risk pregnancy'/><title type='text'>It's a Boy!</title><content type='html'>At my last visit with Dr. Barsoom, we found out that we are having a BOY! Rod is very proud of himself... you have no idea! lol  I am excited as well, one of each for meeee!  Yay! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTi8M8NgteQ/Te5cnybF6ZI/AAAAAAAAB58/33WMjI0NyGY/s1600/16%2Bweeks%2Bsono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTi8M8NgteQ/Te5cnybF6ZI/AAAAAAAAB58/33WMjI0NyGY/s320/16%2Bweeks%2Bsono.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615527623997647250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prior to my last appointment, I was required to do a 24 hour urine sample. I had to collect my pee for a whole day and night and keep it in the refrigerator the whole time. I was calling it 'my jug of love'... I even wore a shirt to match it to my appointments! Luckily Rod was there when the nurse gave me the jug and pee instructions (you should've seen his face) . Priceless. lol&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU8kL6gmjjE/Te5dOioCZ5I/AAAAAAAAB6E/bwLNcGfN44g/s1600/2011-06-01%2B21.03.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU8kL6gmjjE/Te5dOioCZ5I/AAAAAAAAB6E/bwLNcGfN44g/s320/2011-06-01%2B21.03.14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615528289771874194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvKc5Uqfd-c/Te5dPFkKtCI/AAAAAAAAB6M/0IR2gsk65r8/s1600/2011-06-01%2B21.02.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvKc5Uqfd-c/Te5dPFkKtCI/AAAAAAAAB6M/0IR2gsk65r8/s320/2011-06-01%2B21.02.43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615528299150881826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5426315355414829740?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5426315355414829740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5426315355414829740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5426315355414829740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTi8M8NgteQ/Te5cnybF6ZI/AAAAAAAAB58/33WMjI0NyGY/s72-c/16%2Bweeks%2Bsono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5148191448751397587</id><published>2011-06-07T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:09:40.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pre-eclampsia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.Taggart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alegent Healthcare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preterm labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Barsoom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high-risk pregnancy'/><title type='text'>My Doctors are Fabulous</title><content type='html'>Last week, I went to see my neonatal specialist, Dr. Barsoom at Bergan Mercy Hospital (who is A-Mazingly Fabulous)  Click on his link here. &lt;a href="http://www.alegent.com/body.cfm?id=139&amp;action=detail&amp;ref=2408"&gt;Dr. Barsoom Introduction&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am considered high-risk, because I went into pre-term labor with C, as well as delivering 5 weeks early due to &lt;a href="http://www.preeclampsia.org/"&gt;pre-eclampsia&lt;/a&gt;.  There is a bit more they can do about pre-term labor these days, so I get a weekly shot at his office for the next 19 weeks and counting! We compared tattoos, during my first visit.. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;My primary care physician is Dr. Heather Taggert (who is equally fabulous)  Click on her link here. &lt;a href="http://www.alegent.com/body.cfm?id=139&amp;action=detail&amp;ref=1968"&gt;Dr. Taggart Introduction&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5148191448751397587?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5148191448751397587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-doctors-are-fabulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5148191448751397587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5148191448751397587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-doctors-are-fabulous.html' title='My Doctors are Fabulous'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1280886127339522423</id><published>2011-06-07T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:54:00.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Here is a picture I took c ouple of weeks ago, when I was 16 weeks!  What a difference 5 weeks can make! ha ha I finally have a belly, that somewhat looks pregnant! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfmJCCg2WGY/Te5W-IFRdEI/AAAAAAAAB5s/1m-x_s1UZO4/s1600/16%2Bweeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfmJCCg2WGY/Te5W-IFRdEI/AAAAAAAAB5s/1m-x_s1UZO4/s320/16%2Bweeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615521410699064386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a little something about me that most people probably wouldn't assume. I am not one of those women who relish being pregnant. It's because I'm a bit of a control freak....and good luck having control over your body when you are pregnant...just sayin' lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1280886127339522423?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1280886127339522423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/16-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1280886127339522423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1280886127339522423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/06/16-weeks.html' title='16 Weeks'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfmJCCg2WGY/Te5W-IFRdEI/AAAAAAAAB5s/1m-x_s1UZO4/s72-c/16%2Bweeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6541250108401101121</id><published>2011-05-26T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:55:34.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>There is nothing I love more, besides cooking (and taking pictures, though I've been slacking in that department) than gardening. Green thumbs run in the family. My Grandma has the hugest garden ever, and my mom plants stuff wherever she lives. I remember when I was in fourth grade she let me have a shaded area in the entryway of our house to plant whatever I wanted. I chose marigolds, because I knew they wouldn't die, yellow was my favorite color, and I read or heard somewhere that they were supposed to be a natural bug repellent! ha ha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These days, I love a good flower garden! The problem is, I haven't really been anywhere long enough (besides the house in Fordham, Cambridgeshire, UK) to get a decent one in! &lt;p&gt; This year I chose to garden whether or not we'll be here, in this house, a year from now or not! I planted a lot of perennials, so whomever lives here after, can enjoy them as much as we will! The townhouse to the right, is basically what ours looked like, before I got down and dirty this spring! ha ha&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flmhypE8IXY/Td6BPRkw8JI/AAAAAAAAB5A/eyZaSJ0jIW4/s1600/2011-05-01%2B20.17.55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flmhypE8IXY/Td6BPRkw8JI/AAAAAAAAB5A/eyZaSJ0jIW4/s320/2011-05-01%2B20.17.55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611064285165842578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z8bnndvXpA/Td6D-ADKvvI/AAAAAAAAB5g/n9_RQR66Uc4/s1600/2011-05-01%2B20.17.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z8bnndvXpA/Td6D-ADKvvI/AAAAAAAAB5g/n9_RQR66Uc4/s320/2011-05-01%2B20.17.45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611067286938631922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyrY8d0RdlM/Td6D98At44I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/JtTSrDkcGLU/s1600/2011-05-01%2B20.16.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyrY8d0RdlM/Td6D98At44I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/JtTSrDkcGLU/s320/2011-05-01%2B20.16.31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611067285854610306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had a bazillion hosta's sprouting in her backyard that she let me dig up and split for my own garden. Had I've bought them, it would've cost hundreds of dollars. (Thanks Tiff!!!) I planted them around the bushes in the front garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm0MB5MQ5jA/Td6A_A8PYJI/AAAAAAAAB44/7OSUF0TllFg/s1600/2011-05-01%2B20.16.51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm0MB5MQ5jA/Td6A_A8PYJI/AAAAAAAAB44/7OSUF0TllFg/s320/2011-05-01%2B20.16.51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611064005822996626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They won't get big this year, since I split them after they sprouted, BUT next year will be awesome! Hosta's are shade-loving and hardy. They are great for mid to northern areas of the US that don't get blistering hot sun all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backyard of our townhouse, is another story completely. It is shaded MOST of the time, but I still have some ideas! This small area is so ugly, and doesn't get much sun. I planted hosta's along the back row, and Moon flowers, and narcosis (both avid climbers) along the small fence line. I hate wire fencing, but flowers LOVE them. I can't change the fence, but I CAN cover it with flowers. They began sprouting this week, and by mid June should start climbing pretty aggressively!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8E7_AXiXUE/Td6Ds8LAaII/AAAAAAAAB5Q/IVlOa-ddSbA/s1600/2011-05-01%2B20.15.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8E7_AXiXUE/Td6Ds8LAaII/AAAAAAAAB5Q/IVlOa-ddSbA/s320/2011-05-01%2B20.15.17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611066993839990914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This back wall is hideous. There is ivy that will cover it, and again I planted more climbers which have begun sprouting as well! I will take pictures, and these areas come to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu2fwBwBIkY/Td6DsdTTjaI/AAAAAAAAB5I/LKLT8kxe7mE/s1600/2011-04-12%2B11.26.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu2fwBwBIkY/Td6DsdTTjaI/AAAAAAAAB5I/LKLT8kxe7mE/s320/2011-04-12%2B11.26.59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611066985553300898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6541250108401101121?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6541250108401101121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-green-thumb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6541250108401101121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6541250108401101121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-green-thumb.html' title='My Green Thumb'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flmhypE8IXY/Td6BPRkw8JI/AAAAAAAAB5A/eyZaSJ0jIW4/s72-c/2011-05-01%2B20.17.55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3037485638137483684</id><published>2011-05-26T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:24:10.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck In the Mudd</title><content type='html'>The other morning I woke up to rumbling; my whole house was shaking! There were guys talking and chains clanking. When I looked out my window, all I could see was a massive tow truck. &lt;p&gt;Apparently a garbage truck got stuck in the mud at the end of the drive....he was REALLY stuck!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbwBfAXvxJk/Td5-ZAtM9cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Xq8uWuOH6BU/s1600/2011-05-20%2B08.46.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbwBfAXvxJk/Td5-ZAtM9cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Xq8uWuOH6BU/s320/2011-05-20%2B08.46.49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611061153901639106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3037485638137483684?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3037485638137483684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/stuck-in-mudd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3037485638137483684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3037485638137483684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/stuck-in-mudd.html' title='Stuck In the Mudd'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbwBfAXvxJk/Td5-ZAtM9cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Xq8uWuOH6BU/s72-c/2011-05-20%2B08.46.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5589229294369167223</id><published>2011-05-23T01:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:15:58.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Here's a belly picture @ 12 weeks. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lckbLsbBR4o/TdoG4Rk_bGI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ak2-eQgxntc/s1600/12%2Bweeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lckbLsbBR4o/TdoG4Rk_bGI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ak2-eQgxntc/s320/12%2Bweeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609803849704369250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually a couple of days away from 16 weeks or 4 months, so I will post a more recent one soon. Still haven't decided if we want to know the sex of the baby.  With my first, there was no question!   The appointment is on June 2nd, so we've got some time to decide!&lt;p&gt; Cierra goes to her dads on Tuesday, I have finals tomorrow evening (Monday).  Lifes a bit chaotic at the moment. bluggity blah. Haven't been blogging (obviously), will soon though!   (insert cheesy smile here)&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5589229294369167223?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5589229294369167223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/12-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5589229294369167223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5589229294369167223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/05/12-weeks.html' title='12 Weeks'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lckbLsbBR4o/TdoG4Rk_bGI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ak2-eQgxntc/s72-c/12%2Bweeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-9106463825130112606</id><published>2011-04-25T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:23:14.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legos'/><title type='text'>Belly Boredum, Kirstie Alley and Fergie- don't hate!</title><content type='html'>I will start taking belly pictures soon, but at the moment..there is nothing exciting to take a picture of. I am rounding the corner on 12 weeks (my Birthday), so I should start showing soon enough.&lt;p&gt;I remember when I was pregnant with Cierra, I wanted to LOOK pregnant for the longest time. I was a waitress at Chili's and a couple of the server's would never let me carry my own trays. The customers always looked a little confused! (shrug) They made me look like a dominatrix, forcing them to carry my trays. SO. NOT. The. Case!&lt;p&gt; I started showing with her at about 5 months. The first time a guy at work said, "Wow! you finally LOOK pregnant"... I cried. ha ha&lt;p&gt; And.... on a totally UN-related topic.... EVERY time I see Kirstie Alley, I think Fergie could be related to her. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2nLUmgdvRc/TbZHfjuaRDI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/oSKREfImdxw/s1600/Kirstie-Alley-e1298967640222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2nLUmgdvRc/TbZHfjuaRDI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/oSKREfImdxw/s320/Kirstie-Alley-e1298967640222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599741794173207602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sssso, maybe I just needed a reason to post this picture of Fergie's Lego dress! ha ha&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBq35zRa3ng/TbZHwAiODhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/UshjaONj3EE/s1600/34484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBq35zRa3ng/TbZHwAiODhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/UshjaONj3EE/s320/34484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742076784610834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-9106463825130112606?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/9106463825130112606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/belly-boredum-kirstie-alley-and-fergie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/9106463825130112606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/9106463825130112606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/belly-boredum-kirstie-alley-and-fergie.html' title='Belly Boredum, Kirstie Alley and Fergie- don&apos;t hate!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2nLUmgdvRc/TbZHfjuaRDI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/oSKREfImdxw/s72-c/Kirstie-Alley-e1298967640222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8814159536702192494</id><published>2011-04-12T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:49:41.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana bread recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma&apos;s recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom&apos;s recipe'/><title type='text'>The BEST Banana Bread Recipe Around</title><content type='html'>So, I thought I'd share my banana bread recipe with you all. It was my Grandma's, mom's and now mine! (though I STILL think my mom's is better than mine...but things usually are when they are made FOR you)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I never ate those store bought banana breads or muffins because they were SO nasty compared to my Mom and Grandma's banana bread! I remember as a little girl, hiding three bananas in the back of the pantry to ripen, so no-one would eat them..JUST so my mom would make banana bread! ha ha&lt;p&gt;That being said, here is the epic, heart attack, non-belly saving recipe! (Keep in mind, I grew up in Texas) lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDKgnsR1plI/TaSB-jgG9NI/AAAAAAAAB4I/H6v6xpRJdjI/s1600/mybananabread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDKgnsR1plI/TaSB-jgG9NI/AAAAAAAAB4I/H6v6xpRJdjI/s320/mybananabread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594739548782785746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Only Banana Bread Recipe You'll Ever Need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ripe bananas, according to my mother...they can never be too ripe. &lt;br /&gt;2c flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2c sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2/3 c veg. oil or butter (I've been using Trader Joe's Irish sweet cream butter)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;If you like nuts in your bread, add 1/2 c. chopped walnuts or pecans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use a large loaf pan, pam and flour the sides of the pan, fill 3/4 full. Bake @350 for 45 to 50 minutes, until toothpick inserted in center comes out clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8814159536702192494?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8814159536702192494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-banana-bread-recipe-around.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8814159536702192494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8814159536702192494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-banana-bread-recipe-around.html' title='The BEST Banana Bread Recipe Around'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDKgnsR1plI/TaSB-jgG9NI/AAAAAAAAB4I/H6v6xpRJdjI/s72-c/mybananabread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2946924203812670144</id><published>2011-04-11T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T00:04:06.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LA, San Diego, Ocean Beach Picturedom</title><content type='html'>Here are some overdue pictures from our trip. I was NOT feeling good, so it turns out I didn't take as many pictures as I thought I did! (shrug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MOSt A-MAZING clouds, I've ever seen! It reminded me of Care Bears. Don't hate!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xe2lGrpQbVo/TaPWMa6130I/AAAAAAAAB2o/h-EdYekuzqw/s1600/clouds%2Binto%2Bcalifornia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xe2lGrpQbVo/TaPWMa6130I/AAAAAAAAB2o/h-EdYekuzqw/s320/clouds%2Binto%2Bcalifornia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594550670997184322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Diego skyline from the ferry to Coronado Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSc9dJBD4Gg/TaPWNLMgtQI/AAAAAAAAB24/WzH_nNa4Gjw/s1600/CSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSc9dJBD4Gg/TaPWNLMgtQI/AAAAAAAAB24/WzH_nNa4Gjw/s320/CSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594550683956196610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohawk Pigeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0SleUu1B5w/TaPWMnVSCSI/AAAAAAAAB2w/lBJQOyL5tCQ/s1600/CSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0SleUu1B5w/TaPWMnVSCSI/AAAAAAAAB2w/lBJQOyL5tCQ/s320/CSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594550674329307426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohawk Dog &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUH3tiN9qvk/TaPUiSt-FrI/AAAAAAAAB2I/fjxZb96EVfc/s1600/CSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUH3tiN9qvk/TaPUiSt-FrI/AAAAAAAAB2I/fjxZb96EVfc/s320/CSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594548847729579698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod telling me, it's muddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4q698IZwdVk/TaPWNQ3OYqI/AAAAAAAAB3A/BS7fM_N-12Q/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4q698IZwdVk/TaPWNQ3OYqI/AAAAAAAAB3A/BS7fM_N-12Q/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594550685477528226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't THAT muddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epnPNomjqrU/TaPX2G1s_LI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/pGE8xH1fEjs/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epnPNomjqrU/TaPX2G1s_LI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/pGE8xH1fEjs/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594552486673054898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me... flaunting my non-muddiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_ZIPA8zrD8/TaPX2lsmkPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/I8UWRwrqQVo/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_ZIPA8zrD8/TaPX2lsmkPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/I8UWRwrqQVo/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594552494956384498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend loves me, because he poses (I actually didn't think he'd do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9tdfYRroOo/TaPUjRe6kNI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/OQ9RQ4fmEtY/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9tdfYRroOo/TaPUjRe6kNI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/OQ9RQ4fmEtY/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594548864577867986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, I had to take the same picture, only it wasn't half as torturous for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ANetlmVo01I/TaPUj76WvTI/AAAAAAAAB2g/2_gXTJJe1MM/s1600/coronado%2Bisland%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ANetlmVo01I/TaPUj76WvTI/AAAAAAAAB2g/2_gXTJJe1MM/s320/coronado%2Bisland%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594548875967249714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ocean Beach, one of my favorite places. (maybe next time it will be hot and sunny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFZGUPBGEZc/TaPbqQNcgUI/AAAAAAAAB4A/bckOrgKm2mo/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFZGUPBGEZc/TaPbqQNcgUI/AAAAAAAAB4A/bckOrgKm2mo/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594556681076638018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Fat Navy Vessel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEXjxlaoi2Y/TaPUi06sgMI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/MGwzsksgdco/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEXjxlaoi2Y/TaPUi06sgMI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/MGwzsksgdco/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594548856909758658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Starbucks people kept putting 'rob' for 'RoD's' name. It happened twice, so I HAD to take a picture. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHqKkMesSFg/TaPbqB_nzaI/AAAAAAAAB34/7w34ywcTvVw/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHqKkMesSFg/TaPbqB_nzaI/AAAAAAAAB34/7w34ywcTvVw/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594556677260561826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all I've got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LML__BveqfE/TaPX33EINoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/hn1BeSMBiXY/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LML__BveqfE/TaPX33EINoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/hn1BeSMBiXY/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594552516798330498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2946924203812670144?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2946924203812670144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-san-diego-ocean-beach-picturedom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2946924203812670144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2946924203812670144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-san-diego-ocean-beach-picturedom.html' title='LA, San Diego, Ocean Beach Picturedom'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xe2lGrpQbVo/TaPWMa6130I/AAAAAAAAB2o/h-EdYekuzqw/s72-c/clouds%2Binto%2Bcalifornia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2099765826586517233</id><published>2011-03-18T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:29:02.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Mrs. Smartypants to you!</title><content type='html'>I just got the grade for my quantitative analysis class, which in real people language means wordy statistics problems put into fancy business charts to help people who may or may not know any better make a decision!  My final grade was  a 'B'!  You. Can. ONLY.  imagine how happy this makes me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that but I did so during a very hard couple of months! Know what I learned? A kickass tutor is priceless, and I really should give myself quite a bit more credit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo hooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2099765826586517233?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2099765826586517233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-mrs-smartypants-to-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2099765826586517233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2099765826586517233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-mrs-smartypants-to-you.html' title='It&apos;s Mrs. Smartypants to you!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8407340511043625461</id><published>2011-03-17T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:52:27.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Me I'm Pregnant!</title><content type='html'>It is officially St. Patricks' Day. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYha7jkztmM/TYGg_vavgzI/AAAAAAAAB1w/RjckgrFAm88/s1600/green-st-patricks-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYha7jkztmM/TYGg_vavgzI/AAAAAAAAB1w/RjckgrFAm88/s320/green-st-patricks-day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584922029836960562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had grand plans of celebrating this St. Patrick's Day in light of my newly discovered Irish roots, but I will just have to save the green beers for next year! We're having a baby everybody!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3QsfvzzHr0/TYGhAJIeheI/AAAAAAAAB14/w8t5dABm9rw/s1600/il_fullxfull_36460717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3QsfvzzHr0/TYGhAJIeheI/AAAAAAAAB14/w8t5dABm9rw/s320/il_fullxfull_36460717.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584922036739671522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due date is to be determined, but should be closer to Halloween than Thanksgiving!&lt;p&gt;Oh, I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8407340511043625461?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8407340511043625461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/kiss-me-im-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8407340511043625461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8407340511043625461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/kiss-me-im-pregnant.html' title='Kiss Me I&apos;m Pregnant!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYha7jkztmM/TYGg_vavgzI/AAAAAAAAB1w/RjckgrFAm88/s72-c/green-st-patricks-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1298673086128455226</id><published>2011-03-06T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T01:59:17.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I work in 4.5 hours WAAAAAAA!</title><content type='html'>It is officially Sunday morning, and though I WISH I've been up so late because of something OTHER than homework, I cannot tell a lie! My hell-a-cious Quantitative Analysis course ends in TWO weeks. &lt;p&gt;THANK. GAWD.&lt;p&gt; So far, it has officially been the hardest thing I've ever done in the HISTORY of grad school. That being said, when it's over, I am celebrating by taking my camera out, dusting it off and taking some pictures. I've been slacking in that department...seriously. slacking.&lt;p&gt; Plus I'm dragging Rod out of this state, to somewhere for a few days when C goes to her dads for spring break. It's ALSO long overdue! &lt;p&gt;Can't.&lt;p&gt;wait!&lt;p&gt; This is Rod and I's kissing stare off...in which I was cheating by closing my eyes.  (The rule was 'no blinking' and my thought was...'it's hard to blink when you're eyes are closed') ha ha&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kab8pX6q8SU/TXM-h7SmbHI/AAAAAAAAB1o/xMTRZFnuc_c/s1600/CSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kab8pX6q8SU/TXM-h7SmbHI/AAAAAAAAB1o/xMTRZFnuc_c/s320/CSC_0203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580873115814489202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1298673086128455226?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1298673086128455226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-work-in-45-hours-waaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1298673086128455226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1298673086128455226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-work-in-45-hours-waaaaaaa.html' title='I work in 4.5 hours WAAAAAAA!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kab8pX6q8SU/TXM-h7SmbHI/AAAAAAAAB1o/xMTRZFnuc_c/s72-c/CSC_0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7068282681051304704</id><published>2011-02-28T23:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:18:22.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Groped Him First</title><content type='html'>It is a strange thing when your little girl begins her not-so-giant leap into pre-teenism. Not the boy-crazy bullshit (yet)..but more like discovering how awesome it is to have friends that live down the street and wanting to be around them ALL. THE. TIME. &lt;br /&gt;Cierra's new obsession is her little besties. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dC3-q2nDJd8/TWyMYWF7NII/AAAAAAAAB1I/D8sYOXhx0oo/s1600/2011-02-12%2B15.18.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dC3-q2nDJd8/TWyMYWF7NII/AAAAAAAAB1I/D8sYOXhx0oo/s320/2011-02-12%2B15.18.43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578988388280382594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBc7rYB_dcQ/TWyMYHyfjxI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ePw7Htgs6Bs/s1600/2011-02-12%2B16.06.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBc7rYB_dcQ/TWyMYHyfjxI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ePw7Htgs6Bs/s320/2011-02-12%2B16.06.29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578988384440782610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the girls to the movies last weekend and they screamed once they saw the life sized cut-out of Justin Bieber. I laughed to myself, since I groped him first. They were trying to convince the pimple faced ticket guy to sell it to them for their collective $3.76, and a half eaten bag of popcorn. He said 'Not for sale, I'm using him as a dart board as soon as the movie is out of the theater'. The girls just looked at him shrugged and walked away saying, "You're just jealous..you're just jealous, you're just jealous!" (In an overly annoying little girl unison) It was extremely entertaining. You have No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They attempt to spend every waking hour of the weekend together (as if being in school together isn't enough). ha ha I sound like my mother...it. is. official.&lt;p&gt;On that note, I told my poor mom off last week. I've been stressed and have been holding off on that one for a while. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I do not possess the ability to hold things in like for any sustainable period of time gracefully. I really should work on that.&lt;p&gt;I digress.&lt;p&gt;Back to Justin Bieber... I love the kid.  I love that he is so darn cute, that he was discovered on youtube and had a VERY funny stint with Tina Fey on SNL.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PyuDuS-SsS0/TWyRNSQL0BI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xTX42awQBzg/s1600/snl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PyuDuS-SsS0/TWyRNSQL0BI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xTX42awQBzg/s320/snl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578993695829250066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am holding out for a post-puberty Justin Timberlakeish thing, but the ballots still out.  Whatever. Don't hate.  I groped him (life-sized cutout) first.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj3LqDbNy6U/TW7sQLDy1SI/AAAAAAAAB1g/taMidS8SLDk/s1600/jb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj3LqDbNy6U/TW7sQLDy1SI/AAAAAAAAB1g/taMidS8SLDk/s320/jb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579656750949389602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7068282681051304704?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7068282681051304704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-groped-him-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7068282681051304704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7068282681051304704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-groped-him-first.html' title='I Groped Him First'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dC3-q2nDJd8/TWyMYWF7NII/AAAAAAAAB1I/D8sYOXhx0oo/s72-c/2011-02-12%2B15.18.43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2919336389804322428</id><published>2011-02-19T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T12:20:39.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Caffeine Goodness</title><content type='html'>It's always nice when something unexpected happens.  Okay, maybe not ALWAYS...but mostly! &lt;p&gt;(Like when my bra busted halfway through my work shift and I didn't get paid till the next day to just go BUY one, so I made my co-worker staple it together).  THAT was a time when the 'unexpected' sucked balls. ha ha&lt;p&gt;On Valentine's Day Rod, hand-delivered lunch and my most favorite coffee with the cheesiest Valentines stickers you've ever seen plastered to them both. :) It was unexpected and very nice.  Plus I was starved and had a caffeine headache from hell!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THHHJfS-jvk/TV_y4X97ceI/AAAAAAAAB04/J-kFjlrWRZY/s1600/2011-02-14%2B15.28.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THHHJfS-jvk/TV_y4X97ceI/AAAAAAAAB04/J-kFjlrWRZY/s320/2011-02-14%2B15.28.42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575441914028323298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2919336389804322428?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2919336389804322428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-caffeine-goodness.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2919336389804322428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2919336389804322428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-caffeine-goodness.html' title='Valentines Caffeine Goodness'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THHHJfS-jvk/TV_y4X97ceI/AAAAAAAAB04/J-kFjlrWRZY/s72-c/2011-02-14%2B15.28.42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8880883781901534693</id><published>2011-02-12T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:24:34.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Am. Amazing.</title><content type='html'>I saw the following quote on (&lt;a href="http://www.rickyfrausto.com/"&gt;Ricky from CrossFit Omaha's b&lt;/a&gt;log) and thought it was funny. &lt;p&gt;"I have a problem with self-esteem at times, which is really ridiculous when you consider how amazing I am"&lt;p&gt; lol&lt;p&gt;I think I am amazing. It's true. This past week at work, we had to do self reviews. I never realized how awesome I think I am until I took a look at how everyone else rated themselves.(I'm nosey..don't hate!) Wow. Is. All. I. Could. Say.&lt;p&gt;I'm either one of those over-confident assholes, or everybody else needs to give themselves QUITE a bit more credit.&lt;p&gt;Enough about work!&lt;p&gt;You should all know that the weather is finally going to be ABOVE freezing for a GORGEOUS, SUNNY 50 degree Saturday, and, AND, AND..I AM OFF! Hoping the sun melts most of this ice and snow that is hanging around and also hoping to get a run in tomorrow afternoon outside, Oh Yeah! The Lincoln Half Marathon this year is on May 1st; I can't wait to beat last year's time!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8DsVEUUaI0/TVYlGaV9C5I/AAAAAAAAB0w/DGYWZdEmD3U/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-16%2Bat%2B1_27_19%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8DsVEUUaI0/TVYlGaV9C5I/AAAAAAAAB0w/DGYWZdEmD3U/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-16%2Bat%2B1_27_19%2BAM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572682380998413202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8880883781901534693?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8880883781901534693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8880883781901534693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8880883781901534693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-amazing.html' title='I. Am. Amazing.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8DsVEUUaI0/TVYlGaV9C5I/AAAAAAAAB0w/DGYWZdEmD3U/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-16%2Bat%2B1_27_19%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7169151482992335239</id><published>2011-02-03T23:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:20:34.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frieden</title><content type='html'>Frieden means 'peace'.  Things are a bit better now.  I thought to myself a couple of days ago, “I am going to have peace even if I have to fight for it!”  Turns out, I didn't need to fight at all.  I just had to speak from my heart.  I'm such a toughy most of the time and don't realize how it mostly isn't a good thing!&lt;p&gt;I think as a single mom, I've toughened myself up so that no-body can see I'm vulnerable. I've always wanted SO BADLY for my daughter to see my strength, that I forgot the fact that loving a man means letting your guard down sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall... he still needs to be a man.&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “Do not be afraid of showing your affection. Be warm and tender, thoughtful and affectionate. Men are more helped by sympathy, than by service; love is more than money, and a kind word will give more pleasure than a present.” - John Lubbock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7169151482992335239?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7169151482992335239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/frieden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7169151482992335239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7169151482992335239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/02/frieden.html' title='Frieden'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6732431141062884732</id><published>2011-01-17T00:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:44:16.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reverse zen...is stil zen'/><title type='text'>What I Wake Up To, and Why My Boyfriend Thinks I'm Backwards.</title><content type='html'>This is what I wake up to every morning: Cierra, who is much too awake! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjMCqbp2I/AAAAAAAABz8/qPGVpJSougo/s1600/IMG00795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjMCqbp2I/AAAAAAAABz8/qPGVpJSougo/s320/IMG00795.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563039760745473890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't think he was too thrilled about the flash) Good morning Sunshine!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjLpd5yYI/AAAAAAAABz0/-weU2mCmYu0/s1600/IMG00797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjLpd5yYI/AAAAAAAABz0/-weU2mCmYu0/s320/IMG00797.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563039753982036354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why my boyfriend thinks I'm backwards: It's because I think doing things like this... is perfectly acceptable. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjtjzDhRI/AAAAAAAAB0E/VW1HVhpmj_8/s1600/IMG00788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjtjzDhRI/AAAAAAAAB0E/VW1HVhpmj_8/s320/IMG00788.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563040336575694098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might I note: It has been this way since I broke the head off &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; the front door &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; Thanksgiving, when I dropped a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;frozen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turkey on my foot. SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! &lt;p&gt; I think I'm funny, and quite frankly that's what matters to me at the moment.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On that note...reverse zen..is still zen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6732431141062884732?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6732431141062884732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-i-wake-up-to-and-why-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6732431141062884732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6732431141062884732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-i-wake-up-to-and-why-my-boyfriend.html' title='What I Wake Up To, and Why My Boyfriend Thinks I&apos;m Backwards.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPjMCqbp2I/AAAAAAAABz8/qPGVpJSougo/s72-c/IMG00795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5978840149696463251</id><published>2011-01-17T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:27:53.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobooth'/><title type='text'>Photobooth</title><content type='html'>There is a photobooth in the middle of the mall.  Before Christmas, Rod and I squeezed in (those things are ridiculously small... just sayin'!  We made our faces, took our pictures and stepped out to await our photo's.  The people walking by were laughing, because there was a live video re-playing of us actually taking the pictures, obscenities, nose picking, joking and all!  Ha ha&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhLP4LSgI/AAAAAAAABzk/10fuEU0jh6k/s1600/IMG00805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhLP4LSgI/AAAAAAAABzk/10fuEU0jh6k/s320/IMG00805.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563037548089657858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhK393ykI/AAAAAAAABzc/r-6BaiJL0b8/s1600/IMG00804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhK393ykI/AAAAAAAABzc/r-6BaiJL0b8/s320/IMG00804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563037541671094850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhKXIkDGI/AAAAAAAABzU/Nfv5OZiZUE0/s1600/IMG00803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhKXIkDGI/AAAAAAAABzU/Nfv5OZiZUE0/s320/IMG00803.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563037532857568354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5978840149696463251?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5978840149696463251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/photobooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5978840149696463251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5978840149696463251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/photobooth.html' title='Photobooth'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPhLP4LSgI/AAAAAAAABzk/10fuEU0jh6k/s72-c/IMG00805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6268120771611234221</id><published>2011-01-16T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:31:02.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Me + It's Cold Outside = Lazy Blogger</title><content type='html'>It's officially winter in Omaha.  Last week we got DUMPED on; can't complain though because last year was. absolutely. horrid. with snow.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPZy6E_GSI/AAAAAAAAByU/WQL_2-I7iko/s1600/snow-plows1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPZy6E_GSI/AAAAAAAAByU/WQL_2-I7iko/s320/snow-plows1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563029433339549986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPZykVEgQI/AAAAAAAAByM/wZSaugrY3UM/s1600/Snow-Day-Creighton-University-Omaha-Ne-winter-9418720-398-530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPZykVEgQI/AAAAAAAAByM/wZSaugrY3UM/s320/Snow-Day-Creighton-University-Omaha-Ne-winter-9418720-398-530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563029427501433090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, snow hasn't been half bad. It really is pretty...&lt;p&gt; Cierra had her first snowdays last Monday and Tuesday, so according to her it is officially winter!  I go into hibernation when it is this cold out.  Cold weather for me, usually results in people calling in at work. It also means hours are cut when profits are low.  In short, it means stress. for. meeeeee! I still like the snow though (but mainly because I love hats, leg warmers and boots).&lt;p&gt; I started classes again this week, which means I will be blogging again!  (You can tell this is true because it is almost midnight, and I've rewarded my finished homework with a bloggity blog entry.  &lt;p&gt;I don't think I ever posted pictures from the shoot I did of my Uncle and his family before Christmas. I had a lot of fun editing these!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPh_JRvuoI/AAAAAAAABzs/k-Ha_0tGZ90/s1600/IMG00791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPh_JRvuoI/AAAAAAAABzs/k-Ha_0tGZ90/s320/IMG00791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563038439671052930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few from that set; enjoy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbpnr-yHI/AAAAAAAABy0/Py5fxd9hJyY/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252825%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbpnr-yHI/AAAAAAAABy0/Py5fxd9hJyY/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252825%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563031472807266418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPctxRwW5I/AAAAAAAABzM/lhsXb-TR2Dg/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252821%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPctxRwW5I/AAAAAAAABzM/lhsXb-TR2Dg/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252821%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563032643612728210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPctjDOfDI/AAAAAAAABzE/GDSS2xKiIjs/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252824%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPctjDOfDI/AAAAAAAABzE/GDSS2xKiIjs/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252824%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563032639793691698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbpR8v6yI/AAAAAAAABys/vlgMtIJzPgs/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252817%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbpR8v6yI/AAAAAAAABys/vlgMtIJzPgs/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252817%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563031466972015394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbo9ayARI/AAAAAAAAByk/l9HtOXAJkYg/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252820%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbo9ayARI/AAAAAAAAByk/l9HtOXAJkYg/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252820%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563031461460836626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbo1mQBVI/AAAAAAAAByc/0ivhSWl98Qc/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252818%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbo1mQBVI/AAAAAAAAByc/0ivhSWl98Qc/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252818%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563031459361457490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbp3pQtLI/AAAAAAAABy8/O97qDpf-Lsw/s1600/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252812%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPbp3pQtLI/AAAAAAAABy8/O97qDpf-Lsw/s320/Allen%2BJamie%2BSam%2B%252812%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563031477090825394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6268120771611234221?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6268120771611234221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-its-cold-outside-lazy-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6268120771611234221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6268120771611234221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-its-cold-outside-lazy-blogger.html' title='Me + It&apos;s Cold Outside = Lazy Blogger'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TTPZy6E_GSI/AAAAAAAAByU/WQL_2-I7iko/s72-c/snow-plows1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1847413156302240374</id><published>2010-12-13T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:09:03.065-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not a morning person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omaha running trails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Morningtime, Morning joggers and General Morning cheery-ness</title><content type='html'>I USED to be a morning person, and still consider myself so when I'm not burning the midnight oil...like.... all. the. time.&lt;p&gt;I think jogging is healthy, just not morning jogging. If morning joggers knew how tempting they looked to morning motorists, they would stay home and do sit-ups.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a "carpe diem" mug and, truthfully, at six in the morning the words do not make me want to seize the day. They make me want to slap a dead poet. ~Joanne Sherman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have grown to enjoy running/ jogging. However, part of my despise in the morning is probably because I'm not the one out there doing it (in below freezing weather)! I see those of you who ARE, and even though I want to run you over so early in the morning, it is only because I admire your dedication!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TRjkPGtC_ZI/AAAAAAAAByE/p8fdhK0ugLY/s1600/J-25-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TRjkPGtC_ZI/AAAAAAAAByE/p8fdhK0ugLY/s320/J-25-16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555441088510229906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1847413156302240374?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1847413156302240374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/morningtime-morning-joggers-and-general.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1847413156302240374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1847413156302240374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/morningtime-morning-joggers-and-general.html' title='Morningtime, Morning joggers and General Morning cheery-ness'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TRjkPGtC_ZI/AAAAAAAAByE/p8fdhK0ugLY/s72-c/J-25-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7900446177987255458</id><published>2010-12-11T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:57:58.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be a jerk..It's Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Things are busy and crazy and busy! I have a final exam literally the week before Christmas, making my final paper due at that time as well. Tis the season right?&lt;p&gt;So far so good.&lt;p&gt;I took pictures of the house all decorated for Christmas for you, but still need to upload! Also did another photo shoot today, I started editing and will post those soon! Will post soon enough; I SWEAR!&lt;p&gt;As you all know, I am a retail manager. People have a way of bringing out their true colors at Christmas, when I heard this; I HAD to post! Not only is it funny, but I love Lego's and Spongebob equally!&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVOPRCnc8r4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVOPRCnc8r4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhauser,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. More will follow soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7900446177987255458?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7900446177987255458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-be-jerkits-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7900446177987255458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7900446177987255458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-be-jerkits-christmas.html' title='Don&apos;t be a jerk..It&apos;s Christmas!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-825051454082941577</id><published>2010-12-10T01:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:47:23.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please vote for my picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://contest.shutterfly.com/contests/showentry/654613"&gt;http://contest.shutterfly.com/contests/showentry/654613&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-825051454082941577?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/825051454082941577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/please-vote-for-my-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/825051454082941577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/825051454082941577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/please-vote-for-my-picture.html' title='Please vote for my picture!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8977990382147903953</id><published>2010-12-03T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:45:05.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Christmas pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Card Picture al la Jen</title><content type='html'>I usually pride myself on my personalized Christmas card photo's that don't really look 'homemade'. I skipped last year, so THIS year had to be rad! &lt;p&gt;Last year was shit, by early December I hadn't been promoted yet and was B-ROKE. Cierra didn't have a Birthday Party, and the only reason I put a tree up was because my mother bought one for us!&lt;p&gt;In contrast; This year has been really good. Getting things back to normal sometimes seemed like a long journey, but before I knew it, things were looking up!&lt;p&gt;It makes me so very grateful for my family and friends. Never stop hoping, never stop being positive (which is sometimes easier said than done) and never stop loving!&lt;p&gt;I digress (or should I say.... I ramble...) lol&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is our family Christmas Card. Photoshopped by yours truly!&lt;p&gt; Photoshop Shiz: I put a Christmas bow on the box, in the picture of Rod and I.  Then created a layer out of the sunglasses, so when I was finished layering Rod and I onto the lenses, I could overlay an opaque layer, giving the illusion of mirrored lenses. Using the image of Rod and I; I doubled over the picture onto Cierra's lenses and used layering mask to crop out the background behind us. Finally I dragged the lenses layer over the cropped image of us and put the opacity down to 18%. viola!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkj0u0vTDI/AAAAAAAABxA/0gMfJ383iNQ/s1600/the%2Bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkj0u0vTDI/AAAAAAAABxA/0gMfJ383iNQ/s320/the%2Bone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546503804912880690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the randomage that got us to that point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkphenKSyI/AAAAAAAABxI/x3kNWD859l4/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkphenKSyI/AAAAAAAABxI/x3kNWD859l4/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510071213214498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkpiZJP5fI/AAAAAAAABxY/UAPZyE11XUo/s1600/IMAG0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkpiZJP5fI/AAAAAAAABxY/UAPZyE11XUo/s320/IMAG0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510086925444594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkpiiMaVWI/AAAAAAAABxg/AF1jhsz6pjg/s1600/DSC_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkpiiMaVWI/AAAAAAAABxg/AF1jhsz6pjg/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510089354630498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkph6hZOpI/AAAAAAAABxQ/0Vmo5jxr6Xw/s1600/IMAG0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkph6hZOpI/AAAAAAAABxQ/0Vmo5jxr6Xw/s320/IMAG0123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510078705220242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkq1Vghh_I/AAAAAAAABxo/KrLeaXG2UJM/s1600/RodJen2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkq1Vghh_I/AAAAAAAABxo/KrLeaXG2UJM/s320/RodJen2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546511511878469618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8977990382147903953?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8977990382147903953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card-picture-al-la-jen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8977990382147903953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8977990382147903953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card-picture-al-la-jen.html' title='Christmas Card Picture al la Jen'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPkj0u0vTDI/AAAAAAAABxA/0gMfJ383iNQ/s72-c/the%2Bone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8033014941080867125</id><published>2010-11-29T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:58:42.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Love and Justin Bieber.</title><content type='html'>Peace love and Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a long day.  It is Christmas at ULTA, which means extended hours and spending more time at work than I do at home.  C's at her dads for Thanksgiving and is going to be home tomorrow, so I wanted to go DOOO something. Decided to go to Burlesque with the girls last night after work, simply because I could.  The movie was a mix between Coyote Ugly and Chicago.  I am absolutely in LUST with all the yummy make-up, wigs and costumes, though the story itself was pretty predictable.&lt;p&gt;At the theater there was a life-size Justin Bieber poster, begging me to take a picture with him. &lt;p&gt; Oh. yes. he. begged.&lt;p&gt;I obliged.  duh.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPQ9zcuKF3I/AAAAAAAABwY/CINa7p56LD0/s1600/jb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPQ9zcuKF3I/AAAAAAAABwY/CINa7p56LD0/s320/jb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545124995292338034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8033014941080867125?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8033014941080867125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/peace-love-and-justin-bieber.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8033014941080867125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8033014941080867125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/peace-love-and-justin-bieber.html' title='Peace, Love and Justin Bieber.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPQ9zcuKF3I/AAAAAAAABwY/CINa7p56LD0/s72-c/jb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8376483340559279103</id><published>2010-11-27T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:05:40.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valency Fabulous</title><content type='html'>I have the bestest bestie in the world. It makes me sad that we live so far away, but glad that both of us are so well 'connected' that I can stalk her whenever I want! When I got home from work tonight, THIS was waiting for me.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX5axL_-I/AAAAAAAABwg/MiJaA4rNP0Q/s1600/untitled341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX5axL_-I/AAAAAAAABwg/MiJaA4rNP0Q/s320/untitled341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545153685149712354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ADORE Bestey Johnson, like...A-LOT! &lt;a href="http://fabulousvalency.blogspot.com/"&gt;Valency&lt;/a&gt; sent me a Betsey Johnson camera necklace!!!!! &lt;p&gt;Yay yay yay! swoon. &lt;p&gt; I collect camera necklaces and they are becoming harder and harder to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX58lMRdI/AAAAAAAABwo/0zWK4x9UfBg/s1600/IMG00751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX58lMRdI/AAAAAAAABwo/0zWK4x9UfBg/s320/IMG00751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545153694226204114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need to know is that Valency is SO fabulous that Betsey Johnson herself wears a Valency Fabulous top. &lt;p&gt;It's exclusive...you won't find a Valency Fabulous top anywhere....unless, of course you are Betsey Johnson! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX6R_L5yI/AAAAAAAABw4/uZ9rwoCl_Y4/s1600/betsey-johnson%2Bw%2BValency%2Bshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX6R_L5yI/AAAAAAAABw4/uZ9rwoCl_Y4/s320/betsey-johnson%2Bw%2BValency%2Bshirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545153699972376354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bright red rose ring to match my new, red full-color lip gloss (Pur Minerals 'Deep Amethyst'). Yup, yup ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX6AOGomI/AAAAAAAABww/BuzsmCURVLg/s1600/IMG00747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX6AOGomI/AAAAAAAABww/BuzsmCURVLg/s320/IMG00747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545153695203107426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As much as I'd love to stay and chat, I has papers waiting to be typed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8376483340559279103?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8376483340559279103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/valency-fabulous.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8376483340559279103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8376483340559279103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/valency-fabulous.html' title='Valency Fabulous'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TPRX5axL_-I/AAAAAAAABwg/MiJaA4rNP0Q/s72-c/untitled341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1283559475113932677</id><published>2010-11-15T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T02:07:37.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Cierra's Fall Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqMzwxhoI/AAAAAAAABv4/8M_RG9loaF8/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqMzwxhoI/AAAAAAAABv4/8M_RG9loaF8/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539685047439820418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqMVmItrI/AAAAAAAABvw/jjasZNCuzzo/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqMVmItrI/AAAAAAAABvw/jjasZNCuzzo/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539685039342139058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqL7q07cI/AAAAAAAABvo/volYPtb8V7k/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqL7q07cI/AAAAAAAABvo/volYPtb8V7k/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539685032382492098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqLSGy7lI/AAAAAAAABvg/7rFLJYPbW-I/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqLSGy7lI/AAAAAAAABvg/7rFLJYPbW-I/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539685021225512530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpP0CnQVI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ql_gagfDRn8/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpP0CnQVI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ql_gagfDRn8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539683999542624594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpPSRw28I/AAAAAAAABvQ/HrbaAjIl9rg/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpPSRw28I/AAAAAAAABvQ/HrbaAjIl9rg/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539683990479363010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpO8PJieI/AAAAAAAABvI/ldhuFopkaBI/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODpO8PJieI/AAAAAAAABvI/ldhuFopkaBI/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539683984562817506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the fall shoot of Cierra.&lt;p&gt;Enjoyage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1283559475113932677?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1283559475113932677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/pictures-from-cierras-fall-set.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1283559475113932677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1283559475113932677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/pictures-from-cierras-fall-set.html' title='Pictures from Cierra&apos;s Fall Set'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TODqMzwxhoI/AAAAAAAABv4/8M_RG9loaF8/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-343074988090256273</id><published>2010-11-14T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:51:57.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boyfriend and My Current State of Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Love isn't a decision,it's a feeling.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could decide who to love,&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, life would be much simpler,&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then less magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first you must know that I ADORE my boyfriend. Living together has been strengthening,interesting, hard, entertaining, and comforting all in one. My boyfriend considers HD tv, oceans (and stuff like that) to be the most important time of the day.&lt;p&gt; I need lots of attention, so I've thought about dressing up like a piece of plankton for his entertainment, only I'm not so sure he'd find the humor in that at the moment.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is SOOOO not perfect. JUST. LIKE. ME. I like him that way though, mainly because perfect would be oh-so-Boring. (I'm yawning just thinking about it...seriously) He challenges me every. single. day.&lt;p&gt;I'm sure I do my share of challenging him as well. Correction...I KNOW I do. I'm not that easy to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like I've never had assurance in a relationship, accept from him ...in high school. (But does that count? hmmp)&lt;p&gt; With my ex-husband and two boyfriends, I didn't always have that. I didn't always have comfort, or the assurance of knowing that there is someone there on my side. My ex-husband was/is a good man, but he was gone most of the time. We married because we were pregnant and then he cheated on me. My major relationship after that was bi-polar, selfish, needy and chemically dependant on everything and anything that could stimulate his purpose (which I'm not fully sure he ever came to realize). I tried to help him; Turns out I should've left the fixing to the professionals. &lt;p&gt; Finally, the police officer was horrible with money, a bad pet owner and needed approval from everybody that he came in contact with. He was not for me, obviously.&lt;p&gt;All that being said, I am flawed. I have baggage, but what 30 year old woman doesn't these days? &lt;p&gt;I cling abnormally to what people tell me they will do, particularly my poor boyfriend.  It could be something as small as picking up a towel, be assured if he promised to do it...AND did'nt... I take notice.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't love grand?  ha ha&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-343074988090256273?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/343074988090256273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-boyfriend-and-my-current-state-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/343074988090256273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/343074988090256273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-boyfriend-and-my-current-state-of.html' title='My Boyfriend and My Current State of Bliss'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6389441942471033990</id><published>2010-11-14T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:47:19.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations With My Brother</title><content type='html'>My youngest brother and his family moved away so he could pursue his Pro golf card.  He's is about to spend the next year in Orlando to finish the process.  He is the youngest of my three other siblings and I miss him and his family very much.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOB02ZTIGDI/AAAAAAAABvA/0FhlFhf7BVg/s1600/welcomegabby%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOB02ZTIGDI/AAAAAAAABvA/0FhlFhf7BVg/s320/welcomegabby%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539556019518576690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey! We'll be in town next week, can't wait to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I know you can't...I'm your favorite.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother&lt;/strong&gt;: Some things never change, ha ha What's new with you, feels like I haven't talked to you in forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Nothing, honestly. Same shiz, only I'm back taking classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother&lt;/strong&gt;: Lame. Are you sure there is nothing new... it's been like.. two months since we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Yup. Well, ACTUALLY, there IS one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother&lt;/strong&gt;: What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I got my period; that's pretty exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha I win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6389441942471033990?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6389441942471033990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/conversations-with-my-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6389441942471033990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6389441942471033990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/conversations-with-my-brother.html' title='Conversations With My Brother'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOB02ZTIGDI/AAAAAAAABvA/0FhlFhf7BVg/s72-c/welcomegabby%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1354853676180816418</id><published>2010-11-14T02:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:34:28.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guinea pig'/><title type='text'>Peace, Love and Lettuce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOBx8XU1_rI/AAAAAAAABu4/Z8lToWqofwA/s1600/RIP%2Bada%2Bloo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOBx8XU1_rI/AAAAAAAABu4/Z8lToWqofwA/s320/RIP%2Bada%2Bloo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539552823533239986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ada the guinea pig died. It was sad, she was sick and there was nothing we could do about it. Lame.&lt;p&gt;I wanted to post a picture or two of her for you, but my external hard drive housing just about EVERY picture from the past four years is NO-where to be found. It makes me crazy.&lt;p&gt;I digress.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/guinea-pig-appreciation-day.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is the link to a post in April I did for the pigs.&lt;p&gt;Farewell Ms. Ada Pig, peace, love and lettuce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1354853676180816418?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1354853676180816418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/peace-love-and-lettuce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1354853676180816418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1354853676180816418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/peace-love-and-lettuce.html' title='Peace, Love and Lettuce'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TOBx8XU1_rI/AAAAAAAABu4/Z8lToWqofwA/s72-c/RIP%2Bada%2Bloo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-528290871847495351</id><published>2010-11-13T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:55:59.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutterfly Photo Contest Goodness</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered a Holiday photo contest via shutterfly.  The entry is photo I took and edited of my daughter.  Please vote for meeeee, and tell your friends to vote for meeeee.  lol  Please? and Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://contest.shutterfly.com/contests/showentry/654613"&gt;http://contest.shutterfly.com/contests/showentry/654613&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a video of the whole set shortly; they turned out fan-tastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of me...because I rarely take pictures of me...because I don't like it that much.   haha&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TN9rouuN3tI/AAAAAAAABuw/YXWw0l3NGCw/s1600/me%2Boct10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TN9rouuN3tI/AAAAAAAABuw/YXWw0l3NGCw/s320/me%2Boct10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539264414169816786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-528290871847495351?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/528290871847495351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/shutterfly-photo-contest-goodness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/528290871847495351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/528290871847495351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/shutterfly-photo-contest-goodness.html' title='Shutterfly Photo Contest Goodness'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TN9rouuN3tI/AAAAAAAABuw/YXWw0l3NGCw/s72-c/me%2Boct10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8595291499216456428</id><published>2010-11-02T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T02:29:31.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trick-or-treating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween costumes'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from Halloween night. Cierra's flower costume turned out perfect! She was wearing gigantic fake eye lashes, urban decay primer potion, and MAC eye color/ liquid liner. I sewed the knotted yard onto her green shirt and then sewed the leaves on, so it would look like a stem!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2AnWwbaI/AAAAAAAABuY/_9bBIlPTg50/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2AnWwbaI/AAAAAAAABuY/_9bBIlPTg50/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534842588742315426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, I stuck fake grass into her uggs.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2AYlvHuI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sgREXuUw2sU/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2AYlvHuI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sgREXuUw2sU/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534842584778612450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Flo, the Progressive girl. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-1_-iOECI/AAAAAAAABuI/RcQCY7gRhmA/s1600/DSC_0012+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-1_-iOECI/AAAAAAAABuI/RcQCY7gRhmA/s320/DSC_0012+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534842577784541218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys were parked in front of their house with a smoke machine and old school saloon music. It was soo cool. Cierra wouldn't get candy, nor would I FOR her. (BUT I sure as hell took a picture!) I love our neighborhood! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2Bp0HxJI/AAAAAAAABuo/5DW3TLDyVjI/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2Bp0HxJI/AAAAAAAABuo/5DW3TLDyVjI/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534842606582219922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family moved in this summer. We see this dog all around Dundee. Now we know where he lives! I think next year, they should paint him red so he could go as Clifford the Big Red Dog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2BduUeHI/AAAAAAAABug/yJjESC_igDo/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2BduUeHI/AAAAAAAABug/yJjESC_igDo/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534842603336661106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8595291499216456428?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8595291499216456428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8595291499216456428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8595291499216456428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM-2AnWwbaI/AAAAAAAABuY/_9bBIlPTg50/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2197070730193081651</id><published>2010-10-31T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:46:34.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures From the Family Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h81LxsFI/AAAAAAAABuA/l-_gcX3q424/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h81LxsFI/AAAAAAAABuA/l-_gcX3q424/s320/23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534257583548903506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h8Zc5W0I/AAAAAAAABt4/0OJb4ELtT3U/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h8Zc5W0I/AAAAAAAABt4/0OJb4ELtT3U/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534257576104516418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h8OQroPI/AAAAAAAABtw/dNT-v578EyU/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h8OQroPI/AAAAAAAABtw/dNT-v578EyU/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534257573100495090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h7qlCzdI/AAAAAAAABto/Yl4nEGrsCp0/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h7qlCzdI/AAAAAAAABto/Yl4nEGrsCp0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534257563522223570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gZYv7kvI/AAAAAAAABtg/TNVEITY-y-Y/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gZYv7kvI/AAAAAAAABtg/TNVEITY-y-Y/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255875108868850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gZCkU21I/AAAAAAAABtY/ylNunQG4OSY/s1600/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gZCkU21I/AAAAAAAABtY/ylNunQG4OSY/s320/38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255869154614098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gYu1ol3I/AAAAAAAABtQ/JjOcHh9tbDs/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gYu1ol3I/AAAAAAAABtQ/JjOcHh9tbDs/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255863858501490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gYFQK5OI/AAAAAAAABtI/Dd9sKyuta-I/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gYFQK5OI/AAAAAAAABtI/Dd9sKyuta-I/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255852695512290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gXyOziZI/AAAAAAAABtA/Hf5pMygTsy8/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2gXyOziZI/AAAAAAAABtA/Hf5pMygTsy8/s320/25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255847589513618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2197070730193081651?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2197070730193081651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/pictures-from-family-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2197070730193081651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2197070730193081651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/pictures-from-family-shoot.html' title='Pictures From the Family Shoot'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TM2h81LxsFI/AAAAAAAABuA/l-_gcX3q424/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1017433479328059650</id><published>2010-10-31T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T11:51:38.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houdini Halloweeni</title><content type='html'>Cierra just told me that Houdini died on Halloween.&lt;p&gt;  I didn't know that, did you?&lt;p&gt;I think it's pretty interesting!&lt;p&gt; I love that my daughter knows useless information...it'sa life skill, just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1017433479328059650?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1017433479328059650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/houdini-halloweeni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1017433479328059650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1017433479328059650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/houdini-halloweeni.html' title='Houdini Halloweeni'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3877069277512552346</id><published>2010-10-27T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:35:47.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Wear That till You Get Your Period....</title><content type='html'>SO this past weekend, our friends had a last minute Halloween shin-dig.  Since Halloween isn't officially until this next weekend, Rod and I had to make an emergency trip with Cierra to the Halloween store. &lt;p&gt; As we walked up to the door, Cierra said, "Mom, we don't have to look because I want to be THAT pirate for Halloween, okay?"&lt;p&gt;clears throat&lt;p&gt;There was a lifesize window cling of a stripperesque pirate costume.  No doubt it was hot...but C is NINE! lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjADEoUQvI/AAAAAAAABso/UopcEFIB38k/s1600/sexypirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjADEoUQvI/AAAAAAAABso/UopcEFIB38k/s320/sexypirate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883301239636722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, okay maybe most of the time, I say things without even thinking about it.&lt;p&gt; "You can't wear that until you get your peroiod."  lol&lt;p&gt; C just shrugged and kept walking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; My comment completely backfired when she ran up while loud and excitedly asking, "Can I start wearing mascara when I get my period as well?".  We talk about that shit like we talk about the weather.  I forget that most people do not.  Needless to say, I got a horrified look from the father in the aisle next to me with two girls under the age of six. ha ha&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ended up finding an appropriate pirate costume and Rod found himself a costume as well.  lol Here are some pictures! Aarg!  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjCOGGP2JI/AAAAAAAABsw/tgKSRlNOqm8/s1600/cierra+as+pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjCOGGP2JI/AAAAAAAABsw/tgKSRlNOqm8/s320/cierra+as+pirate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532885689635428498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands off ladies, he's ALL mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjCOyiwCQI/AAAAAAAABs4/alU9q561YM4/s1600/rod+as+nerd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjCOyiwCQI/AAAAAAAABs4/alU9q561YM4/s320/rod+as+nerd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532885701566138626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to work,. Lame.&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3877069277512552346?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3877069277512552346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-wear-that-till-you-get-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3877069277512552346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3877069277512552346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-wear-that-till-you-get-your.html' title='You Can&apos;t Wear That till You Get Your Period....'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TMjADEoUQvI/AAAAAAAABso/UopcEFIB38k/s72-c/sexypirate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5031939526357820348</id><published>2010-10-16T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T02:21:44.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like a Challenge...It's In My Nature</title><content type='html'>IUD No Mas, Work, School, and Oh My Gawd I found a Therapist&lt;p&gt;For the record, I think the &lt;a href="http://www.mirena-us.com/index.jsp?WT.mc_id=MIS119493&amp;WT.srch=1"&gt;Merena IUD&lt;/a&gt; is the BEST birth control method EVER. I had the old school one before that...it was eew. BUT the Mirena is fantastic. Last week I had mine removed because its time was up last month. I can't believe it's been five years already. Not gonna lie, I have mixed feelings about it being gone. I kind of want it back, like a three year old wants her pacifier that she can't have anymore! LOL Who would've thought that my IUD would be some sort of security blanket?! ha ha&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. Is. Good. Shipments and merchandising are my babies. Both...for Christmas, start in exactly 1 week! yay yay yay! I like a challenge, it's in my nature.&lt;p&gt;I've got a pretty massive photo shoot tomorrow, I'm excited. I'll post pictures soon! It is a huge family. I'm shooting it at &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;expIds=17259,26637,26992,27151,27157&amp;sugexp=ldymls&amp;xhr=t&amp;cp=16&amp;rlz=1T4TSHB_enUS319US319&amp;wrapid=tljp128721341742236&amp;q=elmwood+park+ne&amp;um=1&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;hq=&amp;hnear=Elmwood+Park,+Omaha,+NE&amp;gl=us&amp;ei=cFG5TIHlA-jhnQfjmMy1DQ&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;ct=title&amp;resnum=1&amp;sqi=2&amp;ved=0CBIQ8gEwAA#"&gt;Elmwood Park &lt;/a&gt;on the University of Nebraska at Omaha campus. I am a little nervous, because anytime there are that many people; it can be a bit chaotic. I already established that I will be the only 'cook in the kitchen', so I am crossing my fingers that everything goes smoothly. &lt;p&gt;As for school, I am starting classes again next week; it HAS to be done. This means I will blog more, since I use it as a personal bribe to myself for completing homework. whatever, works: don't hate!&lt;p&gt;I found a therapist/ life coach and am pretty excited. "I like a challenge...it's in my nature'....has something to do with the reason I want to speak to a therapist! I have my girls, and my Rod...but this is simply me doing something for me...which I am becoming better and better at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5031939526357820348?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5031939526357820348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-like-challengeits-in-my-nature.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5031939526357820348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5031939526357820348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-like-challengeits-in-my-nature.html' title='I Like a Challenge...It&apos;s In My Nature'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6004276936895514247</id><published>2010-10-13T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T02:58:23.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin carving party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bellevue berry farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin carving'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving Party Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here are some pictures, in no particular order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod, Cierra and I hosted a Pumpkin carving Party at our house last week. We carved and then ate till we couldn't eat 'no mo'. ha ha&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to The Bellevue Berry farm for pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVgQeyp3tI/AAAAAAAABro/doBfbxrj7l4/s320/GetAttachment23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527429953926848210" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stopped in the lobby of the art store for pictures with the Grim Reaper! lol (pumpkin carving parties would be a bust without a giant bag of tea lights! Clearly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLViB3jTdbI/AAAAAAAABr4/0_KYXn4r6p4/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLViB3jTdbI/AAAAAAAABr4/0_KYXn4r6p4/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527431901898569138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLViB95hM3I/AAAAAAAABrw/71BDmZqg-cA/s1600/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLViB95hM3I/AAAAAAAABrw/71BDmZqg-cA/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527431903602357106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa_OEuZnI/AAAAAAAABqg/nSlAdRkd1IU/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa_OEuZnI/AAAAAAAABqg/nSlAdRkd1IU/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527424159823324786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa--wLA3I/AAAAAAAABqY/o6cgokWxuIg/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa--wLA3I/AAAAAAAABqY/o6cgokWxuIg/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527424155710587762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa-UHSOUI/AAAAAAAABqQ/MMK3jHb3jEg/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa-UHSOUI/AAAAAAAABqQ/MMK3jHb3jEg/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527424144264804674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa-P9hzXI/AAAAAAAABqI/NCOgoDJ46SY/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa-P9hzXI/AAAAAAAABqI/NCOgoDJ46SY/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527424143150140786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVecpndsmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/9q7sbffG9QI/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVecpndsmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/9q7sbffG9QI/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527427963967877730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVgP0LSKVI/AAAAAAAABrY/hwGJ24Atuk4/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527429942487427410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVeb48QH-I/AAAAAAAABrI/8Ga-fyxm7ig/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVeb48QH-I/AAAAAAAABrI/8Ga-fyxm7ig/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527427950901731298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVebTP4h5I/AAAAAAAABrA/rj7S0fkSyxM/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVebTP4h5I/AAAAAAAABrA/rj7S0fkSyxM/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527427940783523730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKOI0LNI/AAAAAAAABsQ/na-zLbkS65A/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKOI0LNI/AAAAAAAABsQ/na-zLbkS65A/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527434244423691474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkJWHmAjI/AAAAAAAABsA/MmhRhm6r_D4/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkJWHmAjI/AAAAAAAABsA/MmhRhm6r_D4/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527434229386183218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVebAR76yI/AAAAAAAABq4/dgpyVLAtEVM/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVebAR76yI/AAAAAAAABq4/dgpyVLAtEVM/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527427935691860770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVea5iPkTI/AAAAAAAABqw/uN5UEJ9ncHU/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVea5iPkTI/AAAAAAAABqw/uN5UEJ9ncHU/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527427933881209138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa_UVZBZI/AAAAAAAABqo/CsbU4j7wW_E/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVa_UVZBZI/AAAAAAAABqo/CsbU4j7wW_E/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527424161503839634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing because my five year old niece carved a little girl with a bob into her pumpkin. Once we lit all the pumpkins, we realized it didn't quite LOOk like a little girl when it was lit..... SO.....We called it the penis pumpkin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKqAwFuI/AAAAAAAABsg/ARmLfLLp4oM/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKqAwFuI/AAAAAAAABsg/ARmLfLLp4oM/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527434251906062050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKTxIQJI/AAAAAAAABsY/TTmJEjgeTb0/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVkKTxIQJI/AAAAAAAABsY/TTmJEjgeTb0/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527434245934956690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Pumpkin Carving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6004276936895514247?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6004276936895514247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-carving-party-pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6004276936895514247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6004276936895514247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-carving-party-pictures.html' title='Pumpkin Carving Party Pictures'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TLVgQeyp3tI/AAAAAAAABro/doBfbxrj7l4/s72-c/GetAttachment23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8327027665976498862</id><published>2010-10-06T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T21:20:22.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homade flower costume'/><title type='text'>My Halloween Costume is...</title><content type='html'>Oh! I Cannot WAIT to show you all my Halloween costume. ha ha  It is AB. SO. LUTELY. PERFECT!&lt;p&gt;  It isn't sexy, and not predictable and it IS warm (kinda) and it will totally win a contest. &lt;p&gt;  Cierra is going to be a flower...here is the sketch of the idea and, with my makeup skills and flower that will make it happen!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TK0tRAVsxMI/AAAAAAAABp4/hh_3OL_x5j8/s1600/sketch+for+cj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TK0tRAVsxMI/AAAAAAAABp4/hh_3OL_x5j8/s320/sketch+for+cj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525122088025507010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TK0tY-eO2CI/AAAAAAAABqA/o0VRjrDkwoI/s1600/flowerhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TK0tY-eO2CI/AAAAAAAABqA/o0VRjrDkwoI/s320/flowerhead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525122224963377186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8327027665976498862?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8327027665976498862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-halloween-costume-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8327027665976498862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8327027665976498862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-halloween-costume-is.html' title='My Halloween Costume is...'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TK0tRAVsxMI/AAAAAAAABp4/hh_3OL_x5j8/s72-c/sketch+for+cj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3249973165718071441</id><published>2010-10-03T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T02:00:13.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MethylPREDNISolone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween window decorations'/><title type='text'>My Voicebox is Juiced and Other Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day in a week that my voice is back. Yay! Loosing your voice is horrible, especially when you are ME!&lt;p&gt; The doctor gave me steroids (MethylPREDNISolone) to help it come back; they were equally horrible. I felt like I had morning sickness every time I took them. blech. I do not like them... AT. ALL.&lt;p&gt;The first day that I completely lost my voice was at the wedding last weekend.  I am a freelance make-up artist.  It is my favorite kind of 'work'. I tried calling Lace for directions to the cabin where everyone was getting ready, but she couldn't hear me!!!! After a little mini heart attack, I found it on my own...but was about ten minutes late! When I finally walked in and attempted to talk, she said, "OH my GAWD Jen... was that you on the phone? You creeped me out! I thought it was a prank call!" She went on to say that my voice was very Horror film fabulous. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Lacy after I did her makeup; we went for a natural smoky eye. She looked beautiful!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgiiNzCLSI/AAAAAAAABo4/SHfanN_Jst4/s1600/IMG00659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgiiNzCLSI/AAAAAAAABo4/SHfanN_Jst4/s200/IMG00659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523702914184523042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod and I went to the wedding and reception, though we both should've just stayed in since he was horribly hungover and I was sick, sick, sick! We looked good though; agreed?! (this is a picture of a picture of us from the wedding) lol &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgjO1-mn_I/AAAAAAAABpA/3eIpJpJqWE8/s1600/IMG00670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgjO1-mn_I/AAAAAAAABpA/3eIpJpJqWE8/s200/IMG00670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523703680884711410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good times! &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I can't believe it is already October and we've been in our house for almost two months! Here it was then: (well, the dining room anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgpY68m5bI/AAAAAAAABpo/fdGg-jpJxF4/s1600/IMG00607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgpY68m5bI/AAAAAAAABpo/fdGg-jpJxF4/s320/IMG00607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523710451086976434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is now! We've been busy and I absolutely LOVE my boyfriend for putting up the wine rack under the martini canvas! le sigh.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgp1hFHZsI/AAAAAAAABpw/u0Gi6EEYjwU/s1600/IMG00668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgp1hFHZsI/AAAAAAAABpw/u0Gi6EEYjwU/s320/IMG00668.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523710942359545538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Oh! and I did the black cardboard thingy to the windows to decorate for Halloween they look super great! The tree is just two pieces of black poster board taped together. I sketched out a tree, cut it out and then taped it to the window. The spiders are from the Martha Stewart cheater Halloween window decor line at Michael's for 5 bucks (unless you use your 40% off coupon like I did! I love coupons! Anyway, when the lights are on in the house, it looks super creepy-cute! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgoy0gsquI/AAAAAAAABpg/ui91sYaKw64/s1600/IMG00675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgoy0gsquI/AAAAAAAABpg/ui91sYaKw64/s320/IMG00675.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523709796524272354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgoyvdzS_I/AAAAAAAABpY/C4YjZrgzHBc/s1600/IMG00677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgoyvdzS_I/AAAAAAAABpY/C4YjZrgzHBc/s320/IMG00677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523709795169946610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3249973165718071441?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3249973165718071441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-voicebox-is-juiced-and-other-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3249973165718071441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3249973165718071441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-voicebox-is-juiced-and-other-random.html' title='My Voicebox is Juiced and Other Random Stuff'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TKgiiNzCLSI/AAAAAAAABo4/SHfanN_Jst4/s72-c/IMG00659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6021752260405149734</id><published>2010-09-24T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:01:10.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And....We Have Internets Again!   Yay!</title><content type='html'>Our house is pretty old. It has high ceilings, fancy schmancy door knobs on every door, wood moulding everywhere and a very. smally. kitchen. I LOVE it. (pictures to follow...soon, swear) &lt;p&gt;When the Internet lady came to hook up the modem and connection, the only working phone line was in Cierra's room. Cierra is nine and has a massively huge extended family. That being said, I accidentally tossed a blanket over the modem while covering up my niece. Apparently modems don't like to be cozy under a blanket.&lt;p&gt;A-ny-Way I have Internet again. &lt;p&gt; Things are getting to be hectic, as they do when the Holidays approach and school is in session. I will get pictures up sooner than later. Swear!&lt;p&gt;Rod and I are going to a wedding tomorrow. We haven't dressed to the nines to go anywhere since prom; I LOVE dressing up! yay yay yay! (I am doing the brides makeup on site. It won't be hard, Lacy is the counter manager for Dior and is absolutely gorgeous to begin with. Can't wait!)&lt;p&gt;It should be a good time!&lt;p&gt; We've got a pumpkin carving party coming up in a couple of weeks, which is always chaotically fun! The house is all decorated for Halloween (almost). I bought black poster-board to cut out tree branches with hanging bats (not birds that are pictured below). I will tape the pieces to the windows so that when the lights are on, it looks like shadows through the front windows. :) I love that shit!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TJ2B5fkNMAI/AAAAAAAABow/BVuviJ80ANA/s1600/m232010_tree_silhouette_cling_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TJ2B5fkNMAI/AAAAAAAABow/BVuviJ80ANA/s200/m232010_tree_silhouette_cling_xl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520711542951981058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6021752260405149734?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6021752260405149734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/09/andwe-have-internets-again-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6021752260405149734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6021752260405149734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/09/andwe-have-internets-again-yay.html' title='And....We Have Internets Again!   Yay!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TJ2B5fkNMAI/AAAAAAAABow/BVuviJ80ANA/s72-c/m232010_tree_silhouette_cling_xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6032378669847941944</id><published>2010-09-04T03:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T04:14:51.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations are the Bollocks</title><content type='html'>I work at a salon, so there is an over. abundance. of magazines. Seriously. &lt;p&gt;I read magazines backwards, mainly because the articles seem a bit condescending.(Or I was Asian in my past life.) &lt;p&gt;The articles....can I vent?&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in life can be decided by a list or a quiz (though it is fun to pretend that it's that easy). &lt;p&gt; There is no ultimate answer, just people making money pretending that there is.&lt;p&gt; I believe that the choices you make and the chances you take and the courage you are willing to show are what make you as a person.&lt;p&gt;If you aren't happy....do something about it already. I think it really is that simple. Sheesh.&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note I LOVE this scarf on Etsy.( I have blog ADD, don't hate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TIILYbm3m-I/AAAAAAAABoo/5of2BuRlnxQ/s1600/il_430xN_103363357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TIILYbm3m-I/AAAAAAAABoo/5of2BuRlnxQ/s200/il_430xN_103363357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512981408210459618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I can con Rod's sister into teaching me how to knit...THAT is a possibility.&lt;p&gt;Oh! and my ex-husband got re-married today/yesterday. I'm happy, she's rad. (I have guilt over telling him I didn't love him... yes. I did.) I'm just happy he finally found his 'one'. &lt;p&gt;My turn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6032378669847941944?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6032378669847941944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/09/expectations-are-bollocks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6032378669847941944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6032378669847941944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/09/expectations-are-bollocks.html' title='Expectations are the Bollocks'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TIILYbm3m-I/AAAAAAAABoo/5of2BuRlnxQ/s72-c/il_430xN_103363357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5968569993512371432</id><published>2010-08-22T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T02:43:02.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blo....</title><content type='html'>Dear blog readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can assume several things from the lack of blogging recently. &lt;p&gt;Mainly:&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I love Rod and my Cierra and our new little Townhouse. le sigh&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTR_yUfcI/AAAAAAAABnw/mmodWuTfuTM/s1600/IMG00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTR_yUfcI/AAAAAAAABnw/mmodWuTfuTM/s320/IMG00564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508134650407845314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I (still) hate moving and am STILL unpacking stuff. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTSjhDekI/AAAAAAAABoA/mTkzQ1CrYNI/s1600/IMG00607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTSjhDekI/AAAAAAAABoA/mTkzQ1CrYNI/s320/IMG00607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508134659999103554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I love my job (still) and am very very busy lately. Fall color is out people, NEXT is Christmas. (Stop wincing, it really looks horrible and causes wrinkles! Retail Christmas begins in October...a little over ONE month away) ha ha &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTSWqJpII/AAAAAAAABn4/l_LxbkZ-BNI/s1600/IMG00509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTSWqJpII/AAAAAAAABn4/l_LxbkZ-BNI/s320/IMG00509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508134656547595394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Rod and I painted every room in the house and moved our stuff before going to work for seven days in a row (both of us); which makes me more forgetful and less hyperactive than normal (yes it happens). &lt;p&gt;Painted finger. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDUjzGk52I/AAAAAAAABoQ/mK2jgDMV21Y/s1600/IMG00594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDUjzGk52I/AAAAAAAABoQ/mK2jgDMV21Y/s320/IMG00594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508136055752419170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Cierra is back in school and my brain is still in shock from burning my candle at both ends. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Rod and I work opposing shifts every other week, boooo hiss. My schedule is alll sortsa messed up! I miss him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDU1FG8cRI/AAAAAAAABoY/tejmNq7sFKM/s1600/IMG00574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDU1FG8cRI/AAAAAAAABoY/tejmNq7sFKM/s200/IMG00574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508136352643576082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Remember the wedding pictures from over a week ago, yup...Still need to edit them. Joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Insert fist pump here.  I spend my lazy  time....not blogging, or unpacking, or doing anything other than watching my beloved DVR'd Jersey Shore, Rescue Me and other brainless t.v. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging will resume shortly,SWEAR!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5968569993512371432?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5968569993512371432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-blo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5968569993512371432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5968569993512371432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-blo.html' title='Dear Blo....'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/THDTR_yUfcI/AAAAAAAABnw/mmodWuTfuTM/s72-c/IMG00564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3384482216253825030</id><published>2010-08-08T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:59:25.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Caught the Bouquet Bitches!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I did makeup and pictures at Renee and Mike's wedding.  It was perfection, even though being the wedding photographer stresses me out!  &lt;p&gt;The day started with Beer for Breakfast with my Rod (I told you I was a good cook; ha ha!)and ended with a bangin' reception! &lt;p&gt;I Caught The Bouquet Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TF9iHDgtt5I/AAAAAAAABno/5bTDsMQyYKo/s1600/IMG00567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TF9iHDgtt5I/AAAAAAAABno/5bTDsMQyYKo/s320/IMG00567.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503225143011162002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some of the pictures after I put a dent in editing.  Editing...ugg&lt;p&gt;On the upside of up; We're moving this week and I am OH! SOOO Excited! (This says &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt; since I despise moving with a bloody passion).&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3384482216253825030?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3384482216253825030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-caught-bouquet-bitches.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3384482216253825030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3384482216253825030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-caught-bouquet-bitches.html' title='I Caught the Bouquet Bitches!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TF9iHDgtt5I/AAAAAAAABno/5bTDsMQyYKo/s72-c/IMG00567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6468001112474463631</id><published>2010-08-06T04:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T04:13:03.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WIN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODEwODUzOTAzNTImcHQ9MTI4MTA4NTM5ODgxNiZwPTY5NDMwMSZkPSZnPTEmbz1kZTUzZjc5NWFhNmM*YzNlYWFl/MjdkYWZjMTgzMzVkYiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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Don't Hate.)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's the WTF moments that snap us back to the reality that is "Hey Turd, you are wasting your energy going the wrong way for?"&lt;p&gt;Like the time I dated a guy for two years, knowing damn well he was not EVEN the one for me.  He asked me to marry him....twice....and I said no...BOTH times.  It took the second ,"No" before my WTF moment happened.&lt;p&gt; There was also the many, many times I spent hours trying to make every body ELSE happy.  Just in case you didn't know; I mascarade as Wonder Woman, so when I say everybody...I MEAN everybody!  &lt;p&gt;It took a totally exhausted me quite a few WTF moments to figure out that being happy myself is really the ONLY way that everybody ELSE can be happy to!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't tell you how many times I've asked myself, "What if I did things differently". We all have exact points in our lives where one single decision changed everything. &lt;p&gt; In saying that...I've decided that I don't regret one. single. thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of getting to where we are now is kind of fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1274546936722451093?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1274546936722451093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1274546936722451093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1274546936722451093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-if.html' title='Life is One Big WTF Moment....(short for :  one big late night psycho babble.  Don&apos;t Hate.)'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1364064884660982955</id><published>2010-07-14T21:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:36:03.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Patio Garden</title><content type='html'>This is my little patio garden.  There are mainly just different varieties of tomatoes and a bunch of herbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TD55bj23BYI/AAAAAAAABng/0rlmuPO_nDE/s1600/IMG00481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TD55bj23BYI/AAAAAAAABng/0rlmuPO_nDE/s320/IMG00481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493962109827351938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1364064884660982955?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1364064884660982955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-patio-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1364064884660982955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1364064884660982955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-patio-garden.html' title='My Patio Garden'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TD55bj23BYI/AAAAAAAABng/0rlmuPO_nDE/s72-c/IMG00481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2269199767180198773</id><published>2010-07-03T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T11:15:32.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Sand Volleyball Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hW6jhYlI/AAAAAAAABnI/5kb-n_okHzc/s1600/IMG00450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hW6jhYlI/AAAAAAAABnI/5kb-n_okHzc/s320/IMG00450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489713517091185234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hWr60joI/AAAAAAAABnA/O8DdYClUG1M/s1600/IMG00459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hWr60joI/AAAAAAAABnA/O8DdYClUG1M/s320/IMG00459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489713513162378882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9h7Tq1npI/AAAAAAAABnY/Q9icNYlvqSc/s1600/IMG00468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9h7Tq1npI/AAAAAAAABnY/Q9icNYlvqSc/s320/IMG00468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489714142308048530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hWEbctKI/AAAAAAAABm4/FzNG0wB2l3M/s1600/IMG00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hWEbctKI/AAAAAAAABm4/FzNG0wB2l3M/s320/IMG00456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489713502561809570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hV5wyP6I/AAAAAAAABmw/-zZaD6QVGws/s1600/IMG00455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hV5wyP6I/AAAAAAAABmw/-zZaD6QVGws/s320/IMG00455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489713499698511778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hVbdx2wI/AAAAAAAABmo/i4b-biKw6oc/s1600/IMG00453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hVbdx2wI/AAAAAAAABmo/i4b-biKw6oc/s320/IMG00453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489713491565730562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2269199767180198773?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2269199767180198773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-sand-volleyball-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2269199767180198773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2269199767180198773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-sand-volleyball-pictures.html' title='More Sand Volleyball Pictures'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TC9hW6jhYlI/AAAAAAAABnI/5kb-n_okHzc/s72-c/IMG00450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6387073816835663991</id><published>2010-07-02T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T02:17:44.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mouth Has No Filter</title><content type='html'>I'd like to believe I am getting better at thinking BEFORE I speak, but in all honesty I still think my mouth has no filter. I think it's a genetic disorder. Tonight I expanded a bit more than I intended to......WAAAAAY MORE....on a date.&lt;p&gt; I am pretty sure I TOLD him he was my boyfriend, I am also pretty sure I TOLD him I want (more) kids and I don't care if it happened soon. As if THAT weren't enough, I COMPLETELY put him on the spot about the possibility of living together and his relationship before me.&lt;p&gt;(shakes head)&lt;p&gt;Any normal guy, would've left RUNNING. Lucky for me, he's not a runner. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Truth be told, I do call him my boyfriend. It is easier that way. I speak with hundreds of people every day and don't think perfect strangers need to know the complexity of my relationships.&lt;p&gt;As for the babies, I should've kept that one to myself (so clearly). It's just that he's sooooo very dreamy, kind, animated, funny,and patient. I think he'd be a wonderful father; did I mention...dreamy? Anyhauser, yep...should've kept that one to myself.&lt;p&gt;The living together thing...well, I just honestly wanted to know what he thought. I'm not trying to give up my closet and girly bathroom or anything. Plus, everybody knows I DESPISE moving.&lt;p&gt; As for asking about the relationship before me...curiosity kills and that is yet another thing I should've probably kept to myself at the moment. &lt;p&gt;On that note, the cat is out of the bag; my mouth has no filter. &lt;p&gt;Imagine.&lt;p&gt; That. &lt;p&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6387073816835663991?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6387073816835663991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-mouth-has-no-filter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6387073816835663991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6387073816835663991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-mouth-has-no-filter.html' title='My Mouth Has No Filter'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5970517185106181779</id><published>2010-07-02T00:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:24:54.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of....</title><content type='html'>Will somebody justify my thought process when it comes to 'diet' drinks?&lt;P&gt;Here's the deal. I put Splenda in coffee and tea to sweeten, if I must. Sugary shiz makes me breakout..SWEAR. I drink diet everything, so that I won't drink my calories. I'd MUCH rather EAT them, clearly.&lt;p&gt;The exceptions, however, are vast. &lt;p&gt;For. Instance. IF the drink is frozen (icee), THEN it is perfectly OKAY. Also, while I am at it; IF the drink has alcohol in it; THEN it is also OKAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5970517185106181779?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5970517185106181779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-love-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5970517185106181779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5970517185106181779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-love-of.html' title='For the Love of....'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6601000343882527629</id><published>2010-06-25T12:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:08:25.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast of Champions</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I  ate Target popcorn and an Icee for breakfast.  My store is right next to Target; needless to say this happens more times than not!  Don't hate!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh0qkGHwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PwpWXzjnsLA/s1600/IMG00425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh0qkGHwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PwpWXzjnsLA/s320/IMG00425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486758540939239170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was incredibly hungover.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh1oynlBI/AAAAAAAABmg/WqQ7B1o1fuo/s1600/IMG00431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh1oynlBI/AAAAAAAABmg/WqQ7B1o1fuo/s320/IMG00431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486758557643150354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh1QrqzTI/AAAAAAAABmY/LhLul2aB1CA/s1600/IMG00426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh1QrqzTI/AAAAAAAABmY/LhLul2aB1CA/s320/IMG00426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486758551171550514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6601000343882527629?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6601000343882527629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/breakfast-of-champions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6601000343882527629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6601000343882527629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/breakfast-of-champions.html' title='Breakfast of Champions'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTh0qkGHwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PwpWXzjnsLA/s72-c/IMG00425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2911451112491692297</id><published>2010-06-25T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:00:34.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raccoonage</title><content type='html'>I live in older apartments. These apartments are actually the same ones that my parents first moved into before they bought their first house in Old Town Bellevue, NE over 30 years ago.&lt;p&gt;That being said, here is a picture that I took a couple of weeks back. The raccoon was living in the balcony of the apartment directly across from mine. He was like a cartoon and would lazily lounge in plain view right before the sun would set.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTgebsXhzI/AAAAAAAABmI/pY2y9y2x38A/s1600/raccoon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTgebsXhzI/AAAAAAAABmI/pY2y9y2x38A/s320/raccoon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486757059478652722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2911451112491692297?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2911451112491692297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/raccoonage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2911451112491692297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2911451112491692297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/raccoonage.html' title='Raccoonage'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TCTgebsXhzI/AAAAAAAABmI/pY2y9y2x38A/s72-c/raccoon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5704786077461574969</id><published>2010-06-21T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:41:08.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Sand Volleyball Pictures</title><content type='html'>I play sand volleyball every Friday night; it is so much fun!  I need to take more pictures; I've been serioulsy slacking in that department FOR REAL!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhCZynZI/AAAAAAAABlw/rFTWMIXJvls/s1600/IMG00391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhCZynZI/AAAAAAAABlw/rFTWMIXJvls/s320/IMG00391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485205693322665362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhiifhyI/AAAAAAAABmA/6PjIzKgoIEs/s1600/IMG00390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhiifhyI/AAAAAAAABmA/6PjIzKgoIEs/s320/IMG00390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485205701949097762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhfcC-bI/AAAAAAAABl4/9DwkNHqo8jo/s1600/IMG00389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhfcC-bI/AAAAAAAABl4/9DwkNHqo8jo/s320/IMG00389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485205701116754354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5704786077461574969?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5704786077461574969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-sand-volleyball-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5704786077461574969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5704786077461574969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-sand-volleyball-pictures.html' title='Random Sand Volleyball Pictures'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9dhCZynZI/AAAAAAAABlw/rFTWMIXJvls/s72-c/IMG00391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-4065301143617425151</id><published>2010-06-21T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:10:36.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Some Things There Are No Words</title><content type='html'>For some things there are no words, but today I will try to explain!&lt;p&gt;My step-mom always says, "Let it go and set it free, if it comes back (he or she), it is meant to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always shrugged it off...until this weekend.&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The only man I've ever truly loved came into my life again this weekend. He spoke to me from his heart about our falling out last summer. He apologized and melted me all over again. We are giving it another go...one day at a time. I normally don't blog about this stuff, BUT this is the exception.&lt;p&gt; "Love comes to those who still hope although they've been disappointed, to those who still believe although they've been betrayed, to those who still love although they've been hurt before." &lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt; &lt;object width="435" height="270"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.musicplaylist.us/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.musicplaylist.us%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D77398747%26t%3D1277122459&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.musicplaylist.us/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.musicplaylist.us%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D77398747%26t%3D1277122459&amp;amp;wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"/&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.us/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.us/playlist/19814079243/standalone" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.us/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.us/playlist/19814079243/download"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.us/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-4065301143617425151?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/4065301143617425151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-some-things-there-are-no-words.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4065301143617425151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4065301143617425151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-some-things-there-are-no-words.html' title='For Some Things There Are No Words'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1706827893929484782</id><published>2010-06-21T06:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T06:51:39.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tacoride.com/"&gt;www.tacoride.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a bicycle ride every Thursday called the Taco Ride. It is a 20 mile bike ride on the Wabash Trail in Iowa. The Taco Ride includes getting a little sweaty and then drinking some beers (and eating tacos') with friends.  &lt;p&gt;This past Thursday, my friend Renee and I went (she was a Taco Ride virgin). It was suppose to storm; it was sunny at 6 so we said, "Bump it....we're going. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P7H9JBFI/AAAAAAAABlI/c8w_aM3rRx4/s1600/IMG00423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P7H9JBFI/AAAAAAAABlI/c8w_aM3rRx4/s320/IMG00423.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485190748326921298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little rain never hurt anybody!"&lt;p&gt;We were in a Tornado watch, so the ride was endearingly called the 'Tornado Ride'. lol&lt;p&gt;Needless to say, on the way back, three miles in, IT POURED! I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. There was MUD EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P9D2j2mI/AAAAAAAABlY/P0S4830Djno/s1600/IMG00424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P9D2j2mI/AAAAAAAABlY/P0S4830Djno/s320/IMG00424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485190781585316450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P7WfcJ5I/AAAAAAAABlQ/GVPq6yyGG4o/s1600/IMG00428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P7WfcJ5I/AAAAAAAABlQ/GVPq6yyGG4o/s320/IMG00428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485190752228878226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P9czKV_I/AAAAAAAABlg/WBfOWgadqBY/s1600/IMG00427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P9czKV_I/AAAAAAAABlg/WBfOWgadqBY/s320/IMG00427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485190788281948146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1706827893929484782?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1706827893929484782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/tornado-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1706827893929484782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1706827893929484782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/tornado-ride.html' title='Tornado Ride'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TB9P7H9JBFI/AAAAAAAABlI/c8w_aM3rRx4/s72-c/IMG00423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6196980864973616737</id><published>2010-06-16T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T06:34:15.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night I Burnt My Boob and Failed My Own Diversion.</title><content type='html'>The night I burnt my boob and failed my own diversion.&lt;p&gt;This was a glorious night. (there was hallelujah music and everything) Here is why:&lt;p&gt; I went on a date with THE most beautiful man I have ever laid my eyes on. I call him Mexico City, because that is where he is from. He is ummm maybe 6'4" with the darkest brown eyes you've ever seen. A goatee frames his mouth perfectly. Going into this date I knew two things. I WAS going to kiss those lips and I was most definitely NOT going to sleep with him. After all, what kind of girl sleeps with the most beautiful man she's ever seen on her first date?&lt;p&gt;That being said, I had to give myself a diversion. &lt;p&gt;Yup. My Very own diversion plan.&lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My Diversion Plan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;p&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; DO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; shave legs. Hairy legs are gross; you'll never sleep with a guy if your legs are hairy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; clean your apartment. Leave laundry all over the bed so there is no chance of bringing him home and holding him hostage in that very BED!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only problem with my diversion plan is that I have ZERO self-control in the correct circumstances and the circumstances this night were definitely correct.&lt;p&gt;dun,dun,dun&lt;p&gt;We met for our date at the perfect little lounge. It was a Monday night; no-body was there accept for us and a creepy young guy at the bar. We were at a high-top table sitting right next to each other. We began talking about where we grew up, how we both got to Omaha, when, where and why. I told him about my Cierra and then asked him how old he was. "Age is only a number", he said (in a DIVINE accent)&lt;p&gt;For the record, I have six years on him AND could care less.&lt;p&gt; The night moved on, the conversation got even better and before I knew it we were at my apartment. The minute Gorgeous went in the bathroom I quickly shoved everything in sight into the nearest closet. It was ridiculous, really. The whole time I was cursing myself for not knowing myself better. I never let a pile of laundry stop me from doing anything else....why would Mr. Mexico City be any different? lol&lt;p&gt; Once Mr. Mexico City was out of the bathroom, I told him about my diversion plan. He laughed and said, "You think too much".&lt;p&gt;Ummm YA THINK?&lt;p&gt;I planted him on the couch, with a drink and the remote and headed to the bathroom to SHAVE my goddamn legs. While the tub was filling up, I cleaned some more. ha ha&lt;p&gt; Once my legs were shaved the rest was history until we made it into my room. Mr. Mexico proceeded to whisper that he couldn't see very well and wanted some light, so he could vividly remember everything. I ran out to my living room, pulled the table lamp out of the socket and brought it to my room to plug in. While bending over it, to plug it in...I BURNT MY BOOB! This whole night was a big fat comedy of errors.&lt;p&gt;IF I never saw him again....I would still always remember.....the night I burnt my boob and failed my own diversion.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lamp(I must've dented to shade when I jumped from the burn):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBhyW7ccTwI/AAAAAAAABlA/Ah4YydAAU1k/s1600/IMG00403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBhyW7ccTwI/AAAAAAAABlA/Ah4YydAAU1k/s320/IMG00403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483258284563255042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the burn 24 hours later, blister included. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBhyWoaP5qI/AAAAAAAABk4/_UIUDtKoXVA/s1600/IMG00421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBhyWoaP5qI/AAAAAAAABk4/_UIUDtKoXVA/s320/IMG00421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483258279453779618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6196980864973616737?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6196980864973616737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-i-burnt-my-boob-and-failed-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6196980864973616737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6196980864973616737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-i-burnt-my-boob-and-failed-my-own.html' title='The Night I Burnt My Boob and Failed My Own Diversion.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBhyW7ccTwI/AAAAAAAABlA/Ah4YydAAU1k/s72-c/IMG00403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2838206071621863707</id><published>2010-06-13T01:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:24:08.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Toothfairy</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I didn't share this with you all!!!  My Cierra goes to her dads every summer.  The week before, she lost a tooth; the following is the letter she left for the toothfairy, under her pillow, WITH her tooth!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBR5ccXkpRI/AAAAAAAABkw/C-1B7YtwPCs/s1600/IMG00271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBR5ccXkpRI/AAAAAAAABkw/C-1B7YtwPCs/s320/IMG00271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482140175975097618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2838206071621863707?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2838206071621863707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-toothfairy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2838206071621863707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2838206071621863707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-toothfairy.html' title='Dear Toothfairy'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBR5ccXkpRI/AAAAAAAABkw/C-1B7YtwPCs/s72-c/IMG00271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5977972111324738391</id><published>2010-06-10T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T14:26:57.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghostrider</title><content type='html'>My bike is still broke! I bought her back in December in the middle of the blizzard. I couldn't ride it till late spring when all the snow and ice melted. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7ghL-8MI/AAAAAAAABkg/I0mhJp2JXXw/s1600/IMG00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7ghL-8MI/AAAAAAAABkg/I0mhJp2JXXw/s320/IMG00184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481227651337089218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7gXd1fYI/AAAAAAAABkY/rQovvFFi9Cc/s1600/20678_284491266797_504566797_4374032_5116154_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7gXd1fYI/AAAAAAAABkY/rQovvFFi9Cc/s320/20678_284491266797_504566797_4374032_5116154_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481227648727612802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the past three months I managed to bend the rear derailer, (thanks to a dump with my Cierra on the trail-a-bike), stretch the cables and abuse her in other unimaginable ways. I called her Ghostrider for the past few weeks, because she would ghost shift at the worse possible times! That being said, she's been in the shop for almost a week now. Boooooo&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7hpydHLI/AAAAAAAABko/v_Z2oxR6rZQ/s1600/desanti+kerri+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7hpydHLI/AAAAAAAABko/v_Z2oxR6rZQ/s320/desanti+kerri+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481227670825802930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I REALLY want to invest in a road bike, so I can start commuting. I can commute on my Myca, but she isn't too streamline...or light. My inspiration: &lt;a href="http://www.girlcommute.blogspot.com"&gt;Sarah from Greenstreet Cycles&lt;/a&gt; and great legs &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE2YI7ydEI/AAAAAAAABkQ/w2X5kcxaIik/s1600/great+legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE2YI7ydEI/AAAAAAAABkQ/w2X5kcxaIik/s320/great+legs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481222009829618754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5977972111324738391?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5977972111324738391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/ghostrider.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5977972111324738391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5977972111324738391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/ghostrider.html' title='Ghostrider'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/TBE7ghL-8MI/AAAAAAAABkg/I0mhJp2JXXw/s72-c/IMG00184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1773401775154214998</id><published>2010-06-10T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:23:29.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the single ladies....</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am single.&lt;p&gt;  It was my decision.  I wasn't even sad; that is how I know that I made the right decision....just sayin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1773401775154214998?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1773401775154214998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-single-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1773401775154214998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1773401775154214998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-single-ladies.html' title='All the single ladies....'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7383898539514191510</id><published>2010-05-27T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:10:37.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't have anything nice to say....</title><content type='html'>I'm back. &lt;p&gt; The last month has been interesting to say the least. It started out good, but somewhere in the middle just got plain yucky! My mom would always tell us, "If you don't have anything nice to say; don't say anything at all", although holding my thoughts on the tip of my tongue was never my strong point!  I tend not to blog when I'm 'in a mood'!  I also tend not to blog when my wireless connection is down.  I was trying to save money and  go without an internet connection for the summer; who was I kidding?  I didn't even last a whole month!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-7383898539514191510?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7383898539514191510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7383898539514191510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7383898539514191510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html' title='If you don&apos;t have anything nice to say....'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-464385719342019644</id><published>2010-05-19T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:11:49.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And...magic</title><content type='html'>And....here is where the magic happens.  My make-up station is on the floor.  lol  Isn't it grand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCs2qz0sI/AAAAAAAABkA/3pi3W-e3cnk/s1600/IMG00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCs2qz0sI/AAAAAAAABkA/3pi3W-e3cnk/s320/IMG00252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213523007099586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Magic. This is where the magic happens!&lt;p&gt;See? Magic.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCskxztnI/AAAAAAAABj4/88SMunV8Z98/s1600/IMG00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCskxztnI/AAAAAAAABj4/88SMunV8Z98/s320/IMG00251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213518204614258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All this magic, JUST to have a tipped pallet waiting in the morning!  Yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCtRbvaZI/AAAAAAAABkI/_iE7fPl4J5Y/s1600/IMG00268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCtRbvaZI/AAAAAAAABkI/_iE7fPl4J5Y/s320/IMG00268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213530191653266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-464385719342019644?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/464385719342019644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/andmagic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/464385719342019644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/464385719342019644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/andmagic.html' title='And...magic'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_TCs2qz0sI/AAAAAAAABkA/3pi3W-e3cnk/s72-c/IMG00252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6053817209844403285</id><published>2010-05-19T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:58:38.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Pictures</title><content type='html'>This is my, "Don't take a picture of me" face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7-9ktkDI/AAAAAAAABjA/1XUZis8SPoI/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7-9ktkDI/AAAAAAAABjA/1XUZis8SPoI/s320/IMG_2204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473206137516822578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my Birthday shoes. Todd's parents gave them to me for my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S8AKL4qjI/AAAAAAAABjY/77pvWZWa7HY/s1600/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S8AKL4qjI/AAAAAAAABjY/77pvWZWa7HY/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473206158082222642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7_IammpI/AAAAAAAABjI/QzJVdrGntF8/s1600/IMG_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7_IammpI/AAAAAAAABjI/QzJVdrGntF8/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473206140427213458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me at mile ummmm 10 or 11ish. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7_rSKzSI/AAAAAAAABjQ/YhV-HwI_ijA/s1600/IMG_2318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7_rSKzSI/AAAAAAAABjQ/YhV-HwI_ijA/s320/IMG_2318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473206149787077922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't have finish line pictures yet, but it was pretty amazing! The finish line was on the 50yard line of Memorial Stadium. This is me with my first Half Marathon medal, my pink "Birthday Girl" pin, and my prize banana (it was sooo good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S-ulcUQUI/AAAAAAAABjw/udeUhfqCSgg/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S-ulcUQUI/AAAAAAAABjw/udeUhfqCSgg/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473209154696134978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously.....I DO NOT wanna hear excuses as to why it is you can't run...Look at this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S-uDl3X2I/AAAAAAAABjo/IrQuL4TX_8I/s1600/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S-uDl3X2I/AAAAAAAABjo/IrQuL4TX_8I/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473209145609379682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S8AZM3qQI/AAAAAAAABjg/4h9T_7FI7SU/s1600/IMG_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S8AZM3qQI/AAAAAAAABjg/4h9T_7FI7SU/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473206162112882946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6053817209844403285?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6053817209844403285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/marathon-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6053817209844403285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6053817209844403285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/marathon-pictures.html' title='Marathon Pictures'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S7-9ktkDI/AAAAAAAABjA/1XUZis8SPoI/s72-c/IMG_2204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2698977477223248352</id><published>2010-05-19T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:23:00.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>The Friday night before my Birthday (almost a month ago) fell on a sand volleyball night.  My yummy friend Sony made me some truffle infused chocolate cupcakes. they were DIVINE!  Here are some pictures!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S48LNtIXI/AAAAAAAABi4/BB1KymiKYwM/s1600/IMG00208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S48LNtIXI/AAAAAAAABi4/BB1KymiKYwM/s320/IMG00208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473202791103930738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S470pHP4I/AAAAAAAABiw/06waRWOP66w/s1600/29096_1416255817288_1559378721_1003617_4286261_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S470pHP4I/AAAAAAAABiw/06waRWOP66w/s320/29096_1416255817288_1559378721_1003617_4286261_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473202785044873090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S47QV80lI/AAAAAAAABio/Vv9JMJFvfP8/s1600/29096_1416255537281_1559378721_1003611_1728717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S47QV80lI/AAAAAAAABio/Vv9JMJFvfP8/s320/29096_1416255537281_1559378721_1003611_1728717_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473202775300821586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S47K5f2dI/AAAAAAAABig/tkr3PPKoLZY/s1600/29096_1416255497280_1559378721_1003610_1706121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S47K5f2dI/AAAAAAAABig/tkr3PPKoLZY/s320/29096_1416255497280_1559378721_1003610_1706121_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473202773839305170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2698977477223248352?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2698977477223248352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/belated-birthday-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2698977477223248352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2698977477223248352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/belated-birthday-cupcakes.html' title='Belated Birthday Cupcakes'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S_S48LNtIXI/AAAAAAAABi4/BB1KymiKYwM/s72-c/IMG00208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5473176327909720778</id><published>2010-05-04T02:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:57:45.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lincoln Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>I DID IT! On my 31st Birthday, I ran 13.1 for the first time in my life!&lt;p&gt; The Lincoln Half Marathon was on May 2nd! It was A-MAZING to run with over 6,000 other runners. They were all different shapes, sizes and ages. My weekly long runs were up to 8-10 miles before I tapered two weeks ago. My legs are still REALLY sore, due to the massive Hill at mile 9. If you've ever thought about running a 10k or Half Marathon, all i can say is, DO IT! It will be the most rewarding feeling you've experienced. Besides, once you reach a certain age, 'firsts' of anything become fewer and fewer! &lt;p&gt;About the marathon;I have a lot to be happy about. &lt;p&gt;1. I was aiming at a 10min/ per mile pace and I DID it! My end time was 2:22, which works out to be a 10.8 min mile! &lt;p&gt;2. I have no blisters.&lt;p&gt;3. Todd went up with me on Saturday, he drove us, took lots of pictures, cheered for me at mile 11 AND fed me! Be jealous....be very jealous! ;)&lt;p&gt;4. I have no foot pain, because of my new shoes (Todd's parents bought me some nice new Saucony's a couple weeks ago for my Birthday; they were a Godsend).&lt;p&gt;5. My Pandora wasn't working, so I ran the whole thing without music...and still made the pace I was aiming for. Never thought it possible until I did it! &lt;p&gt;6. Becci, whom I work with ended up being the only other one, out of the original 6 that ran as well. It was nice to leave the start line with someone!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9_Mvw7a3oI/AAAAAAAABiY/rbftJLenZTc/s1600/29096_1416256057294_1559378721_1003621_1106328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9_Mvw7a3oI/AAAAAAAABiY/rbftJLenZTc/s320/29096_1416256057294_1559378721_1003621_1106328_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467313593611116162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. My bib number was 5367. (I kept telling Todd that number sounded familiar and I couldn't figure out why.. He started singing "867-5309, Jenny I got your number...I'm gonna make you mine" ha ha He was RIGHT that was why it sounded familiar! I had that song in my head the whole run!&lt;p&gt; The Omaha Marathon is in September. I would really, really like to run the full marathon here in Omaha for a cause. My family would be here to cheer, they are big enough and I'm sure they'd park it every few miles to cheer! With C at her dad's for most of the summer, getting the long runs in won't be an issue. I'd like to run it for a cause though. More on that later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5473176327909720778?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5473176327909720778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/lincoln-half-marathon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5473176327909720778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5473176327909720778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/05/lincoln-half-marathon.html' title='Lincoln Half Marathon'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9_Mvw7a3oI/AAAAAAAABiY/rbftJLenZTc/s72-c/29096_1416256057294_1559378721_1003621_1106328_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-4619875606071513274</id><published>2010-04-26T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:25:14.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Day</title><content type='html'>Today was weird. It felt like slow motion blank blech...if that's a feeling at all.&lt;p&gt;The weather felt like England in November, only with a lot more wind and no yummy cheese and bread.&lt;p&gt; Cierra gave me hell this morning, because she is getting harder and harder to wake up in the morning. Work DRAGGED and one a girl I am not so fond of stopped by to say 'hi'. uggg. The high point was talking to Todd, even though that brought bad news. To end the day properly, I just got woken up by my mom calling to say she has three blown tires and she's waiting for a tow truck. She called my little brother, he was there with her...so yeah. weird. day. ugg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I talked to Todd this morning to find out that his old partner Kirk Tynes lost his battle with stomach cancer. &lt;p&gt;The last conversation I had with Kirk involved him being amused that I said 'Yes!' to everything he said. I told him I was a 'yes' woman, lol. This went on all night. Out of nowhere he'd go, "Isn't that right Jen?" and every time, I'd say Yes! &lt;p&gt;Then he'd say, "Bless you woman and laugh". &lt;p&gt;I am okay, because in the short time that I knew Kirk, I made him laugh....I made him laugh hard.&lt;p&gt;Laughter is the best medicine...it is medicine for the soul. Now if I can just make my Cierra laugh in the morning; I'll give the weird day vibe a big fat kick in the pants!&lt;p&gt;I am missing Sebastian today... a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-4619875606071513274?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/4619875606071513274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/weird-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4619875606071513274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4619875606071513274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/weird-day.html' title='Weird Day'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-228397657238817152</id><published>2010-04-26T09:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:05:05.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Map Lincoln Half</title><content type='html'>In five days I'll be heading to Lincoln.  wooo hooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking it easy this week.  Walked this morning and will do a slow six mile run on Tuesday.  Cannot WAIT! (even though it is suppose to RAIN!)&lt;p&gt; I will blog more this week, I HAVE to tell you all what Todd's parents did for my Birthday. &lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDvsEvhGchk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDvsEvhGchk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&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/6344337000355017655-228397657238817152?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/228397657238817152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/course-map-lincoln-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/228397657238817152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/228397657238817152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/course-map-lincoln-half.html' title='Course Map Lincoln Half'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-7291590841174306503</id><published>2010-04-22T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:50:41.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurry Baby Noah Video</title><content type='html'>Here is me playing with my nephew Noah. He's so chunky and giggly, I just LOVE it! My mom took the video with her Blackberry; so don't hate on the blurriness! Yay Mom! &lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MenKKPMajlo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MenKKPMajlo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/6344337000355017655-7291590841174306503?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/7291590841174306503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/blurry-baby-noah-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7291590841174306503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/7291590841174306503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/blurry-baby-noah-video.html' title='Blurry Baby Noah Video'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-4812470728000505934</id><published>2010-04-22T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:36:44.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Rainshoes, Snowshoes</title><content type='html'>I don't know why it is; but I have problems wearing the correct shoes for the weather. lol See?&lt;p&gt;I wore flip flops yesterday, even though I knew it was going to storm. I wore my kitten heel pointy shoes in two feet of snow earlier this year and now all I'm missing is Uggs in the summer. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BeXKgbnOI/AAAAAAAABiI/hT631ODI6jk/s1600/IMG00158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BeXKgbnOI/AAAAAAAABiI/hT631ODI6jk/s320/IMG00158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462970100050795746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BeXcGgV9I/AAAAAAAABiQ/NSwnZJnYF20/s1600/IMG00302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BeXcGgV9I/AAAAAAAABiQ/NSwnZJnYF20/s320/IMG00302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462970104773892050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-4812470728000505934?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/4812470728000505934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainshoes-snowshoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4812470728000505934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4812470728000505934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainshoes-snowshoes.html' title='Rainshoes, Snowshoes'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BeXKgbnOI/AAAAAAAABiI/hT631ODI6jk/s72-c/IMG00158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-4655346410612038953</id><published>2010-04-22T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:26:23.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omaha running trails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Dear in Chalco Hills...Among Other Things</title><content type='html'>Running Chalco hills the other day, there was a HUGE buck in the middle of the trail.  By the time I snapped the picture, he was with his family, far from me!  It was VERY cool!  :)&lt;p&gt; You'll have to click on the picture to see them!  :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9Bb9MNFo5I/AAAAAAAABho/tQ5Uabdzdn0/s1600/IMG00135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9Bb9MNFo5I/AAAAAAAABho/tQ5Uabdzdn0/s320/IMG00135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462967454806680466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.....Cierra demonstrating the correct way to wear a bike helmet as a 'bug costume'!  ha ha  I love that she is such a nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9Bb-OOO3_I/AAAAAAAABh4/hbSV-Ds1Fvw/s1600/IMG00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9Bb-OOO3_I/AAAAAAAABh4/hbSV-Ds1Fvw/s320/IMG00151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462967472528220146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-4655346410612038953?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/4655346410612038953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-in-chalco-hillsamong-other-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4655346410612038953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/4655346410612038953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-in-chalco-hillsamong-other-things.html' title='Dear in Chalco Hills...Among Other Things'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9Bb9MNFo5I/AAAAAAAABho/tQ5Uabdzdn0/s72-c/IMG00135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8071562051737483133</id><published>2010-04-22T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:18:13.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><title type='text'>Lunch with my Sister</title><content type='html'>Last week, on one of my days off, Tiff, baby Noah and I went for a walk in The Old Market district (Omaha, Ne). I forgot how much I adore the Old Market in the spring and summer. After our long walk, we went to Spaghetti Works for some whole wheat pasta and marinara. The weather was PERFECT! The food isn't the best Italian I've ever had, but the whole wheat pasta is the best in Omaha. Plus it's a bit sentimental; I have so many memories in that particular place. My sister wouldn't let me take pictures of her, so enjoy the ones I DID take!  lol&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BYRL98m5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/qM9pUXxnPWs/s1600/IMG00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BYRL98m5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/qM9pUXxnPWs/s320/IMG00095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462963400294046610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah's big, massive, man stroller fit between the bench and the railing like a glove!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BYRnbbilI/AAAAAAAABhY/4uV6E9LumWA/s1600/IMG00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BYRnbbilI/AAAAAAAABhY/4uV6E9LumWA/s320/IMG00094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462963407665465938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bore him....clearly!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BaQg-wAmI/AAAAAAAABhg/zdAud5Hv0sY/s1600/IMG00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BaQg-wAmI/AAAAAAAABhg/zdAud5Hv0sY/s320/IMG00103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462965587777946210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8071562051737483133?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8071562051737483133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/lunch-with-my-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8071562051737483133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8071562051737483133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/lunch-with-my-sister.html' title='Lunch with my Sister'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S9BYRL98m5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/qM9pUXxnPWs/s72-c/IMG00095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-2810524427011165250</id><published>2010-04-15T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:55:44.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running blister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omaha running trails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Life Pauses, My Big Fat Blister and My Nails Have Their Own Life Cycle.</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday. It has been a very busy week!&lt;p&gt;I had to call in to work to pick Cierra up from school. I am hoping that my boss will let me use a sick day; we shall see. I never call in sick, but when being a single momma calls...I don't have a choice in the matter! Sometimes, life pauses JUST when you need it to! &lt;p&gt;This morning was my long run, as you saw by my girl scout cookie post. I ran the&lt;a href="http://www.omahatrails.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=article&amp;id=157&amp;Itemid=191"&gt; Keystone Trail 'Bellevue Loop' &lt;/a&gt;and a couple miles of the Keystone Trail South. I thought it was just 10 miles, but ended up closer to 11 (since my map remembering skills are rusty and I cannot run with my laptop). At the beginning of the trail there was this big bike parts pyramid thingy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fS2jW1nlI/AAAAAAAABg4/5SCvowETcUg/s1600/IMG00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fS2jW1nlI/AAAAAAAABg4/5SCvowETcUg/s320/IMG00104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564907855814226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Though today was a good run, I probably won't run this route again. The trail is between freshly manured corn fields. It smelled SO bad for the first five miles that I almost puked. The smells went from wet swamp, to dog food, to poo, to a weird beef jerky smell. BLECH!&lt;p&gt;Behold! Cow Poop fields that produce the best corn you've ever tasted, out of the worse smelling fields your nose has ever had the pleasure of smelling.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fS3L_7_BI/AAAAAAAABhA/Vv619rsIfW0/s1600/IMG00109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fS3L_7_BI/AAAAAAAABhA/Vv619rsIfW0/s320/IMG00109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564918765616146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran the WHOLE way! It is such a big accomplishment for me. I honestly don't think I've ever been this satisfied by anything I've pushed myself to do.....EV-ER.&lt;p&gt;After today, I feel super excited about the half marathon. I am even more excited since I talked to my mom and sister; they are going to wake up, drive to Lincoln and go to &lt;a href="http://football.ballparks.com/NCAA/Big12/Nebraska/index.htm"&gt;Memorial Stadium&lt;/a&gt; fifty yard line, where the finish line is to cheer for me. I didn't think anybody was going to be at the finish line to hug my sweaty butt when I was done (that made me alota sad).&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;Either way...I'm doing this for me. &lt;p&gt;Somewhere in the past three years or so, I lost focus of myself and the power to make things happen. I've learned a lot about myself this year alone that I forgot was there. I feel stronger and happier than I have ever been. &lt;p&gt;blah blah blah I digress.&lt;p&gt;I NEED new running shoes BAD! This is what happened to my toe, post-run.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fQjtP-7LI/AAAAAAAABgo/XxPB2WKSnIA/s1600/IMG00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fQjtP-7LI/AAAAAAAABgo/XxPB2WKSnIA/s320/IMG00114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460562385070648498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky for me, my boyfriend most definitely does NOT have a foot fetish. I'm coming to realize that runners feet are kinda gross. (although I do not consider myself a 'runner'....yet) &lt;p&gt;My cuticles and nails are disastrous at the moment. They don't look that bad in this picture, but TRUST..they have their own life cycle (even with my beloved nail envy)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fRe-6Q9fI/AAAAAAAABgw/a50ysSZCgJ8/s1600/IMG00128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fRe-6Q9fI/AAAAAAAABgw/a50ysSZCgJ8/s320/IMG00128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563403423675890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-2810524427011165250?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/2810524427011165250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-pauses-my-big-fat-blister-and-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2810524427011165250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/2810524427011165250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-pauses-my-big-fat-blister-and-my.html' title='Life Pauses, My Big Fat Blister and My Nails Have Their Own Life Cycle.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8fS2jW1nlI/AAAAAAAABg4/5SCvowETcUg/s72-c/IMG00104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-453730023541389058</id><published>2010-04-14T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:14:09.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl scout cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running. What's my Motivation? Girlscout Cookies.</title><content type='html'>Lately, before my long run, the night before; I eat one thin mint girl scout cookie for every mile I will run the next day. Tonight I ate ten.&lt;p&gt;Just sayin'&lt;p&gt; I never thought...in.&lt;p&gt;my.&lt;p&gt;life.&lt;p&gt; that I would consider a 'short' run to be five miles....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aO0HYteBI/AAAAAAAABgg/kvJ70ZosDCk/s1600/ThinMints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aO0HYteBI/AAAAAAAABgg/kvJ70ZosDCk/s320/ThinMints.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460208624220338194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-453730023541389058?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/453730023541389058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-whats-my-motivation-girlscout.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/453730023541389058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/453730023541389058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-whats-my-motivation-girlscout.html' title='Running. What&apos;s my Motivation? Girlscout Cookies.'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aO0HYteBI/AAAAAAAABgg/kvJ70ZosDCk/s72-c/ThinMints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1827091543974747707</id><published>2010-04-14T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:48:20.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I May Be Broke, But By God...I am Happy!</title><content type='html'>The first of the month is never good for me. &lt;p&gt; I try to plan ahead...but sometimes, things just don't work out as 'planned'; like the fact that Cierra grew a whopping two inches and one shoe size last month alone, or the fact that my brake light has been on for a whole month, or the fact that C is such a good swimmer that she moved up two groups, equalling... more time and money. &lt;p&gt;le sigh&lt;p&gt;I just shuffle things around...you should see me shuffle! I'm REALLY good! lol. &lt;p&gt; To fund the swim, I will postpone Crossfit membership, till May (it's right around the corner). &lt;p&gt;As for the brake light...well, I down-shift and drive cautiously to save my brakes, until I can get them fixed...in May. &lt;p&gt; As for Cierra's growth spurt, I am cutting and sewing her jeans that are stained/ ripped into Capri's and having a Craig's List 'garage sale' this weekend! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aJGH5esBI/AAAAAAAABgY/cw-37n0Mtns/s1600/cjsmiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aJGH5esBI/AAAAAAAABgY/cw-37n0Mtns/s320/cjsmiley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460202336525660178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I may be broke...but, I am Happy...&lt;p&gt;definitely. &lt;p&gt;happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1827091543974747707?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1827091543974747707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-may-be-broke-but-by-godi-am-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1827091543974747707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1827091543974747707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-may-be-broke-but-by-godi-am-happy.html' title='I May Be Broke, But By God...I am Happy!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8aJGH5esBI/AAAAAAAABgY/cw-37n0Mtns/s72-c/cjsmiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6429719176174358472</id><published>2010-04-11T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:03:13.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guinea Pig Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>I have two guinnea pigs.  They are completely opposite.  One is a chicken (in a guinea costume) and one is fearless. I took pictures the other day when they were eating, because, every pig needs a chance to shine! &lt;p&gt;On the left is Ada...the chicken. On the right is Rosy Brown, a.k.a. Rosy Knievel.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaRdUZ4DI/AAAAAAAABgQ/QJCVytfHWiU/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaRdUZ4DI/AAAAAAAABgQ/QJCVytfHWiU/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459095323045126194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaQ9ByFOI/AAAAAAAABgI/MJjbi71pOmk/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaQ9ByFOI/AAAAAAAABgI/MJjbi71pOmk/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459095314377086178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaQSc0oeI/AAAAAAAABgA/HbO4IklIJbs/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaQSc0oeI/AAAAAAAABgA/HbO4IklIJbs/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459095302947774946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pig kisses...because I can, and Rosy is Rad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaP3gaw1I/AAAAAAAABf4/NafwG0T8lhY/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaP3gaw1I/AAAAAAAABf4/NafwG0T8lhY/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459095295715099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6429719176174358472?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6429719176174358472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/guinea-pig-appreciation-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6429719176174358472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6429719176174358472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/guinea-pig-appreciation-day.html' title='Guinea Pig Appreciation Day'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KaRdUZ4DI/AAAAAAAABgQ/QJCVytfHWiU/s72-c/DSC_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-911374370403168415</id><published>2010-04-11T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:55:20.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omaha running trails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Zorinsky Runtabulous</title><content type='html'>I've been running alot more, mainly because the half marathon I paid fifty bucks to run is right around the corner. My favorite place to run in the mornings is at Zorinsky park. I really like running there because people always smile and wave, it is pretty and when I am done giving my body a beating...I can stretch on the dock. It is complete bliss! I took a couple of pictures for you: enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqRMT_GI/AAAAAAAABfo/Lw_RGX_ai98/s1600/IMG00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqRMT_GI/AAAAAAAABfo/Lw_RGX_ai98/s320/IMG00062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459091351240178786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqHgiNgI/AAAAAAAABfg/Yyqa50qcJbs/s1600/ar12564232881315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqHgiNgI/AAAAAAAABfg/Yyqa50qcJbs/s320/ar12564232881315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459091348640642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After this bend is usually right about where I get my second wind at mile 6ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWpwtmTLI/AAAAAAAABfY/RIMy-dMsfYg/s1600/IMG00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWpwtmTLI/AAAAAAAABfY/RIMy-dMsfYg/s320/IMG00061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459091342521420978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S T R E T C H&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqocy7UI/AAAAAAAABfw/NTN6PhafBUc/s1600/IMG00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqocy7UI/AAAAAAAABfw/NTN6PhafBUc/s320/IMG00064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459091357483330882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-911374370403168415?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/911374370403168415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/zorinsky-runtabulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/911374370403168415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/911374370403168415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/zorinsky-runtabulous.html' title='Zorinsky Runtabulous'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KWqRMT_GI/AAAAAAAABfo/Lw_RGX_ai98/s72-c/IMG00062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-8366353635098349768</id><published>2010-04-11T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:38:43.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Garden and Juicin'</title><content type='html'>Last week, I helped my Grandma in her garden. The whole thing needs dug under. It's BIG! Here are some pictures. Her compost is like steroids for plants; I was giving her a hard time for juicin' her melon's. Ha ha I love my Grandma...she's one of my FAVORITE people in the world. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUsE38ASI/AAAAAAAABfQ/gZry-6f1Ef8/s1600/IMG00041.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUsE38ASI/AAAAAAAABfQ/gZry-6f1Ef8/s320/IMG00041.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459089183269978402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUrrziV2I/AAAAAAAABfI/5jXGcaiNxZU/s1600/IMG00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUrrziV2I/AAAAAAAABfI/5jXGcaiNxZU/s320/IMG00025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459089176540632930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUrHNS4qI/AAAAAAAABfA/zmcGoJulQ88/s1600/26168_1407913164851_1443103183_31066224_6969325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUrHNS4qI/AAAAAAAABfA/zmcGoJulQ88/s320/26168_1407913164851_1443103183_31066224_6969325_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459089166716560034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUq15g6uI/AAAAAAAABe4/JP6Tm-KHdsY/s1600/26168_1407953645863_1443103183_31066332_7906307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUq15g6uI/AAAAAAAABe4/JP6Tm-KHdsY/s320/26168_1407953645863_1443103183_31066332_7906307_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459089162070190818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-8366353635098349768?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/8366353635098349768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/grandmas-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8366353635098349768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/8366353635098349768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/04/grandmas-garden.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Garden and Juicin&apos;'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S8KUsE38ASI/AAAAAAAABfQ/gZry-6f1Ef8/s72-c/IMG00041.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-5350082160617377982</id><published>2010-03-31T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:34:01.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Destroyed Apartment, Allergies and....(I am pretty sure I could eat a horse...)</title><content type='html'>I've had QUITE the past week; busy, busy, busy! I had a day off on Monday, but spent it with Todd and Cierra. My next day off is tomorrow.&lt;P&gt;My apartment is destroyed! I REALLY don't want to spend my day off cleaning it, so that is what I will do tonight.&lt;P&gt;The weather has (FINALLY) been phenomenal over the past few days. It is supposed to be 80 tomorrow and believe me I will be outside most of the day! With the warm weather and my first spring back in the midwest, my allergies are taking over my LIFE! My nose hasn't stopped running in a month; SWEAR!&lt;p&gt;This week is the third week of the leaning challenge for CrossFit (Paleo diet). That being said, I am pretty sure I could eat a horse. I've been so friggin hungry lately! I HATE, hate, hate being hungry.&lt;p&gt; I'm not trying to loose weight. I actually would like my weight to stay the same and just tighten up....yup that'll make me happy, but then again...I really AM already happy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-5350082160617377982?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/5350082160617377982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/destroyed-apartment-allergies-andi-am.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5350082160617377982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/5350082160617377982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/destroyed-apartment-allergies-andi-am.html' title='Destroyed Apartment, Allergies and....(I am pretty sure I could eat a horse...)'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-6549306814345766999</id><published>2010-03-25T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:26:13.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;making it official&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Guys and Flowers</title><content type='html'>Today at work, the girls and I were talking about relationships.  I work with about thirty women&lt;p&gt;Guys, just so ya know...ALL girls turn into giddy little school girls when you send them flowers.  The few women who said they don't like them....are LYING! &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-6549306814345766999?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/6549306814345766999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/guys-and-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6549306814345766999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/6549306814345766999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/guys-and-flowers.html' title='Guys and Flowers'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-3458280537878766091</id><published>2010-03-25T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:14:22.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Geeze!</title><content type='html'>Had a fantastic last couple of weeks. Finished my one-on-ones at &lt;a href="http://www.crossfitomaha.com/"&gt;CrossFit Omaha&lt;/a&gt; and joined the regular workouts earlier this week. I have been officially sore in some capacity the whole time...it's sorta fantastic.&lt;p&gt;I am doing a LEANing challenge that consists of eating a &lt;a href="http://altmed.creighton.edu/Paleodiet/Foodlist.html"&gt;Paleo diet&lt;/a&gt;. I've been very creative, but cooking clean is a challenge that I excel at.  Here is what I made the other night: Grilled chicken breast with a caribean jerk seasoning, topped with 1/2 avocado. On the side is half of a cucumber (diced) with about six sliced green olives and a little olive juice.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wUgfJz8FI/AAAAAAAABew/0b2Y2v_aiA8/s1600/IMG00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wUgfJz8FI/AAAAAAAABew/0b2Y2v_aiA8/s320/IMG00011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452755797189849170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is QUITE different from what I was doing when I was Natural Bodybuilding. NO synthetic murkiness like creatine or powdered proteins. I will say that my skin has never looked better..and my stomach has been calm for one week straight.&lt;p&gt;The weather has finally started to look sunny...more days than not. THANK GOODNESS!&lt;p&gt;Todd and I went for a ride at Tranquility on Tuesday that was fantastic, a little muddy in spots, but still soooo much fun!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wUMxoADgI/AAAAAAAABeo/uS7PK61GSw4/s1600/May+7+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wUMxoADgI/AAAAAAAABeo/uS7PK61GSw4/s320/May+7+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452755458550926850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...last, but not least (drum roll please, you should all know I am officially OFF the market!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wSg-uXd-I/AAAAAAAABeg/Izc_6fpyYU0/s1600/me+n+todd+03+10+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wSg-uXd-I/AAAAAAAABeg/Izc_6fpyYU0/s320/me+n+todd+03+10+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452753606641416162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-3458280537878766091?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/3458280537878766091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-geeze.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3458280537878766091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/3458280537878766091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-geeze.html' title='Holy Geeze!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/S6wUgfJz8FI/AAAAAAAABew/0b2Y2v_aiA8/s72-c/IMG00011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-1218985967913566333</id><published>2010-03-22T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:27:18.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO here's the deal...</title><content type='html'>So tonight, Todd told me, "So because you're doing CrossFit; you know everything now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the record, we were talking about the weather....and yes I know more than you think I do.&lt;p&gt;This struck a nerve, to say the least...grrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-1218985967913566333?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/1218985967913566333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-heres-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1218985967913566333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/1218985967913566333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-heres-deal.html' title='SO here&apos;s the deal...'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344337000355017655.post-9166027781727602247</id><published>2010-03-16T09:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:25:43.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive People, CrossFit Omaha, Sand Volleyball and Oh My GAWD I can't WAIT for the summer!</title><content type='html'>After a taste of the workout and wonderful, wonderful people at CrossFit Rio Rancho, I HAD to checkout &lt;a href="http://www.crossfitomaha.blogspot.com/"&gt;CrossFit here in Omaha&lt;/a&gt;. These guys (and girls) DEFINITELY know their shit! I signed up, the day after I got back and will have my third one-on-one today! Only one more of those sessions, and I can join the regular workouts.&lt;p&gt;Honestly haven't been this siked about the gym since I competed for three years straight in Natural Body Building (five years ago).&lt;p&gt; The Spring Sand Volleyball league begins next month at &lt;a href="http://www.spikersvolleyball.com/"&gt;Spikers&lt;/a&gt;, I am a permanent this time. Volleyball is my favorite team sport, though I haven't played on a league in a decade! Sports and Spirits..ha ha, it's gonna be a good summer!&lt;p&gt;The snow is finally melting here! I MAY get to hop on my brand new Specialized before weeks end, SO excited!&lt;p&gt; Last year was rough. I moved, had a break-up, got a new job, got promoted, got a new place, and am F I N A L L Y (one year later) on my feet again! I decided this year to ONLY surround myself with positive people, this is all a step in that direction and I couldn't be happier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6344337000355017655-9166027781727602247?l=lumpymashed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/feeds/9166027781727602247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/positive-people-crossfit-omaha-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/9166027781727602247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344337000355017655/posts/default/9166027781727602247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumpymashed.blogspot.com/2010/03/positive-people-crossfit-omaha-sand.html' title='Positive People, CrossFit Omaha, Sand Volleyball and Oh My GAWD I can&apos;t WAIT for the summer!'/><author><name>Jennylynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13215966448783207262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6V9QnG3Ow0/SpfkKNsF4EI/AAAAAAAABOU/vLTjMTVeH-M/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
