<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 21:01:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Shouldn't I get paid for this?</title><description></description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-8503410504334216837</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-13T19:15:13.098-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>guns</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>2nd amendment</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>target</category><title>Dead Eye</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For a number of reasons, I am currently contemplating the purchase of a firearm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to an indoor shooting range at lunch today with two guys from work to actually see what firing a gun would feel like. And also to try a couple different guns out so I'd be able to make an informed decision. I found out two things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. I'm a pretty good shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRzqcHJ0CkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B382ejt-WSA/s1600-h/solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268343432794081858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRzqcHJ0CkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B382ejt-WSA/s320/solo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a cluster of holes in about the "1:30" area of the target in the second black ring that were from the .22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shot that one pretty consistantly high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I tried the .357 with .38 shells. That's the cluster of green tinged holes in the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It had a really nice sight on the top, so was a bit easier to aim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Any suggestions as to a suitable choice for me are welcome. I'm going to exercise my 2nd amendment rights while I still can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-8503410504334216837?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/11/dead-eye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRzqcHJ0CkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B382ejt-WSA/s72-c/solo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-8840877816826855172</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-08T19:52:52.031-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>crafts</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>deals</category><title>Score!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our local scrapbook store is relocating. They have to be out of their old place by tomorrow. I was there last week when everything in the back room was 75% off. Let me tell you, that was nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal today was anything left in the store that you could fit into a shopping basket (flush with the top) for a set price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGT-zIALI/AAAAAAAAAWc/N2EyHCuBfDU/s1600-h/Score+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266403754601087154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGT-zIALI/AAAAAAAAAWc/N2EyHCuBfDU/s320/Score+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGUZOc_nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/e1uycPIE_mc/s1600-h/Score+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266403761695030898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGUZOc_nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/e1uycPIE_mc/s320/Score+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGVWbBGnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yfSQ8G-3KQg/s1600-h/Score+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266403778122291826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGVWbBGnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yfSQ8G-3KQg/s320/Score+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGUx57t2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/wJz1rtdrtjE/s1600-h/Score+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266403768319850338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGUx57t2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/wJz1rtdrtjE/s320/Score+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best deals were the Making Memories date stamp I've actually been coveting, the girls each picked out an 8 x 8 album, a couple more mini albums and chip board albums for me, and then tons of embellishments and BLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily and I figured out the retail value of everything after we got home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;$551.80. Pre-tax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent $40!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's going to be a crafty Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-8840877816826855172?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/11/score.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SRYGT-zIALI/AAAAAAAAAWc/N2EyHCuBfDU/s72-c/Score+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-1188797458089247653</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T05:05:45.490-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>intimidation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hollister</category><title>Intimidation</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was at the mall yesterday and came to a realization. I cannot bring myself to cross the threshold of a Hollister store. Is it because I know none of the clothes will fit me? I don’t think that’s it. Maybe I’m afraid that the skinny little girls that work there will be looking at me and judging me. “She’s not thinking that will fit her, is she?” Not that I’d buy anything there for myself anyway, but I’d shop for Katie. She can wear anything. And it would be obvious that the size 2 I’m looking at is a gift. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQ71FAL0skI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sIwiPaISw-I/s1600-h/holister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264414480740430402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQ71FAL0skI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sIwiPaISw-I/s400/holister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this look inviting to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-1188797458089247653?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/11/intimidation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQ71FAL0skI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sIwiPaISw-I/s72-c/holister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-3894239308988395114</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-31T10:10:56.820-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>gotcha day</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>zhuhai</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>adoption</category><title>Happy Gotcha Day!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was three years ago today that Zhu Jian Xia became Maggie Jian Xia Berridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The memories are even more vivid for me because a family from the dance studio just came home with their new daughter, who is about the same age Maggie was. Every time I see her, I think "Wow, did Maggie look that shell shocked?". But to see Maggie now, you'd never guess how difficult those first few months were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a few reminders of the special day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263360298838132514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQs2TikkByI/AAAAAAAAAV0/CiQRA8INm1o/s400/china2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This next one's a family favorite...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263360309869332994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQs2ULqmygI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ska9bXIjly8/s400/china1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to prove she eventually got over it, here's a recent photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263360314924054450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQs2Uefvt7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/A-9NoQ4quHc/s400/maggie08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We love you, Maggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-3894239308988395114?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-gotcha-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQs2TikkByI/AAAAAAAAAV0/CiQRA8INm1o/s72-c/china2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-4808640543362301850</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 12:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-29T07:51:12.339-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>identity</category><title>Identity Issues</title><description>Maggie is aware of, and often bothered by, the fact that she looks different than most of the people in our community. She routinely laments her shiny, straight, dark hair, her beautiful dark skin, her non-existent eyelashes and her little, flat-ish nose, all the things that we think make her beautiful. If it were up to her, she’d be Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at a party this weekend where Maggie was playing with Katie’s two cousins, who are Japanese. Martha witnessed this exchange in the kitchen as they ran through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie: “So we’re the same, right?”&lt;br /&gt;N and L look at each other, then at Maggie, shrug shoulders and respond “Yeah”&lt;br /&gt;Maggie again says : “We’re the same?”&lt;br /&gt;N and L say “Yeah”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off they run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-4808640543362301850?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/10/identity-issues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-1750097134114401685</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T05:50:03.124-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>wii</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>christmas</category><title>Wii -ner</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to all of you who contributed to the 08-09 Dance Fund for the wii giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;In order for those that do not get chosen to have time to procure Christmas gifts – we gave it away today. There were 11 different contributors, all with numbers from 24-50.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a trusty online random number generator to select the winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 5 of the 11 contributors as witnesses, the ‘Get Numbers’ button was pushed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262185836116717826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQcKIz_UMQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/SnBYAOImYrc/s400/winning+number.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the winner is….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tim Laird!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all who participated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-1750097134114401685?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/10/wii-ner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SQcKIz_UMQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/SnBYAOImYrc/s72-c/winning+number.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-3339490009444968183</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T05:34:38.896-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Star Girl</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Spinelli</category><title>Star Girl</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SP3K7lqfmyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Iy_XMm_oTI4/s1600-h/star+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259583064910043938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SP3K7lqfmyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Iy_XMm_oTI4/s400/star+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily is currently reading &lt;strong&gt;Star Girl&lt;/strong&gt; by Jerry Spinelli in her English class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The novel recounts the junior year of a boy named Leo at Mica Area High School, when a new student, "Stargirl" Caraway, sends the school, which up until that point had nothing unusual about it, into an uproar. Her unusual antics include wearing kimonos, Indian buckskin, 1920s flapper dresses and pioneer dresses to school. She carries her pet rat, Cinnamon, around with her in a bag with a life-size sunflower painted on it. During every class periods she puts a table cloth and a vase with a daisy in it on her desk. When it rains, instead of running inside like the other students, she runs outside to dance. She strums a ukulele during lunch every day and sings "Happy Birthday" to kids she has never met.  She cheers for everyone at football games, including the opposing team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At conferences last night, I was told by the English teacher that Emily is their Star Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t be prouder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-3339490009444968183?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/10/star-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SP3K7lqfmyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Iy_XMm_oTI4/s72-c/star+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-7895352445103382777</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-08T09:35:24.174-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Girl Scouts</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>King's Island</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fall</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Soccer</category><title>OK, OK</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been told to update.  I was trying to leave the wii post up in order to make it easier to get in on the fun, but apparently Katie needs to know what's going on at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fall school, dance, soccer schedule is in full swing and seems to be manageable, thanks in large part to the car pool participants.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend I took Emily's Girl Scout troop up to Newaygo for the night.   The girls planned all the activities and the menu, then rotated prep and clean-up duties.  The weather was perfect and we had a great time.  Especially because I didn't have to do all the work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maggie has been tearing up the soccer fields on weekends.  She has scored at least one goal in her last three games.    Last night at practice, her coach told me she was a 'little spark plug'!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GO ORANGE TIGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend we will miss the soccer game, but are looking forward to the Halloween Haunt activities at King's Island with our friends.    The Cedar Faire season passes have been well worth the money.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-7895352445103382777?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-ok.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-528038159115759245</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-12T13:00:33.820-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>wii</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>contest</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><title>Wii!!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SKHqf-lxmaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/U4_xJ7yP7dA/s1600-h/wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233722077079509410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SKHqf-lxmaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/U4_xJ7yP7dA/s400/wii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK ladies and gentlemen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an effort to generate some much needed revenue for the upcoming dance season I am giving away a Wii!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right, I said &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVING AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you become the lucky recipient of this technological wonder? It's easy.  Just look over to your right a bit and you'll see the CHIP IN button on my sidebar.  For every $10 donation you make you will get a number assigned by me. (I'll email you with your number).  Once I've got 50 numbers, I'll use a random number generator online to choose the lucky number that will receive the wii.   Easy, eh?  So, donate!!  My girls will thank you, and I will thank you, and you'll have a 1 in 50 chance to get a wii!  If you want better odds, just donate more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-528038159115759245?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/08/wii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SKHqf-lxmaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/U4_xJ7yP7dA/s72-c/wii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-3171285849782479305</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 01:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T18:36:07.316-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>books</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>distress</category><title>Books that cause me distress</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INKSPELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up north with me this weekend. It's the sequal to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INKHEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Cornelia Funke. The first book was very imaginitive and wonderful. I had high hopes for the second. Imagine my dismay as I neared the end of the 633 pages and realized with about 20 pages to go that there was NO WAY the book would be able to wrap up all the loose ends in a satisfying package within the remaining pages. I kept reading, hoping I was wrong and Cornelia would pull some amazing twist to tie a neat little bow. Alas, it was not to be. How can an author expect us to read through that many pages and NOT FINISH THE BOOK!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Especially when the third book isn't even available in the states yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Reading is supposed to make me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-3171285849782479305?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/08/books-that-cause-me-distress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-3209065211898190846</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-04T05:38:59.680-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>guilt</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>craigslist</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>newspaper</category><title>conflict of interest</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve done quite a bit of buying and selling on Craigslist recently. I’ve sold Katie’s Honda Spree and our pop-up camper. I’ve bought our new vacation home, many of the items to furnish it, and most recently I found uniforms for Emily to wear at Blue Lake this week, saving myself about $80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SJb4Rb1YJWI/AAAAAAAAATw/graWv9Blvhc/s1600-h/paperboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230640995650512226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SJb4Rb1YJWI/AAAAAAAAATw/graWv9Blvhc/s200/paperboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is the incredible guilt I feel using Craigslist when I know that the newspaper industry, our bread and butter, is struggling so much to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-3209065211898190846?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/08/conflict-of-interest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SJb4Rb1YJWI/AAAAAAAAATw/graWv9Blvhc/s72-c/paperboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-2461973135398044577</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-01T06:16:57.547-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Kidefinition</category><title>Kidefinition</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inspired by Maggie after using the port-a-jons at Picnic Pops last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hanitizer:  A supplement or alternative to hand washing with soap and water.  A variety of preparations are available, including gels, foam and liquid solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-2461973135398044577?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/08/kidefinition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-4152845645825945584</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-30T04:27:28.867-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sisters</category><title>Dance placements</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may have seen the waiting mailbox post a few days ago.  The days before and after dance placements for the coming year are recieved are very stressful.   We love our studio and all the teachers and know that they do their best with placements and have the best interests of all the dancers in mind.   The follow-up 'what teams are your girls on?' and 'can we carpool?' phone calls are at a frenzy for a couple days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is going to be a great year for the Berridge girls, although it might be a bit hard on Emily.  Emily has been dancing for longer than Maggie has been alive.  She takes it very seriously and has worked hard to improve herself in all disciplines over the years.  She got great placements on 3 small groups - tap, jazz and ballet, and then large groups and lines also in tap, jazz, hip-hop and lyrical and will also be in the production number.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a bit difficult for her to see the dances her little sister was offered.  Small groups again in tap and jazz, with a ballet added.  The large groups to go with those as well, along with hip-hop and production.  And here's the hard part...Maggie was offered a tap trio and solo.  We are very excited for her, but it did take a couple days for Emily to come to terms with the hard facts, summed up beautifully by Aunt Stacey  "Cute always trumps hard work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-4152845645825945584?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/dance-placements.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-9132127026720893383</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T14:47:47.889-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>crafts</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>decor</category><title>Projects</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an attempt to justify the large amount of scrapbook supplies I have in my basement, I occasionally whip up some sort of crafty home decor item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out the sign and memo board I made for the kitchen up at the lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The words for the sign are courtesy of my friend Cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228555337471872450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SI-PYJp7zcI/AAAAAAAAATg/0t2z-ObL5KI/s200/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the memo board was a kit, but it came with some dark black and red papers.  I replaced with the fun, bright colors to go with the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228555343693134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SI-PYg1MucI/AAAAAAAAATo/_YU7VwKEnGA/s200/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-9132127026720893383?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/projects.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SI-PYJp7zcI/AAAAAAAAATg/0t2z-ObL5KI/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-333079758616493426</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T06:02:03.817-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>lake</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>walk</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>contest</category><title>Contest!!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok faithful readers (both of you!) , here's my chance to actually give something back to those of you who follow along with my goofy life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rick and I walked around the lake Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;At one point, in the middle of the road, we come across a spread out pile of poo with about a 10 foot trail of toilet paper streaming from one of the 'nuggets'.&lt;br /&gt;We were cracking up and for the life of both of us could not come up with a plausible story for how it got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We finished our walk and told Em and her friend about it. Of course they wanted to see. So I grabbed my camera and we drove back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone had cleaned it up by the time we got there so you'll have to use mental pictures to inspire you.  The contest is simple.  Come up with the best story of how that little tableau appeared in the road.  You have until Friday, August 1.  Keep it family friendly, as the favorite will be chosen by majority vote of Rick, Em, Maggie and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Winner gets a custom made, refillable journal hand made by yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-333079758616493426?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/contest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-825152582852599175</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T05:30:09.487-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Tom Petty</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>waiting</category><title>Cue Tom Petty</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily thought dance team placements for next year were supposed to be here by last weekend. I thought they were supposed to be mailed by the weekend. Either way, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he'll probably be out there every half hour this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228035620675897682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SI22spt5yVI/AAAAAAAAATY/qhHKxWwbK4c/s200/mailbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The waiting is the hardest part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-825152582852599175?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SI22spt5yVI/AAAAAAAAATY/qhHKxWwbK4c/s72-c/mailbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-5240926994512159726</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-24T16:57:52.409-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>camper</category><title>Sold!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's been good to us for the brief year that we spent together, but we have a new relationship now. We've moved on to bigger and better. But don't worry, we've found a family to step into our shoes. It's a lovely couple from Grand Haven who will take her away for nice weekends and appreciate her for who she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226733803501364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SIkWs605pwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4HvBvV61XME/s200/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Buh bye little Jayco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now to decide how to spend the money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-5240926994512159726?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/sold.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SIkWs605pwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4HvBvV61XME/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-1519568268503986778</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-18T06:51:24.587-07:00</atom:updated><title>In the market for a camper?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://grandrapids.craigslist.org/rvs/759442830.html"&gt;http://grandrapids.craigslist.org/rvs/759442830.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-1519568268503986778?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/need-camper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-7962951013827637458</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-10T14:17:57.407-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>auditions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>plumbing</category><title>Where have we been?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the lake, of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a fabulous 4th of July weekend with our friends, despite some plumbing issues.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jay was incredible and probably saved us a couple hundred dollars in potential holiday weekend plumbing fees.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've reserved a copy of The Complete Guide to Mobile Home Repair at our library so we'll be prepared for the next crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week is dance auditions.  A gruelling two weeks will follow, with the girls running to the mailbox each day to see if their team placements have arrived.  At least Emily has camp for the first week, so her mind will be otherwise occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-7962951013827637458?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-have-we-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-8050942055209991412</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-27T18:27:22.502-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Fairy Painting</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Girl Scouts</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Author</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sister</category><title>Girl Scout Day Camp</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a very busy, mosquito filled week, I am happy to say that my first attempt at Girl Scout Day Camp Director was a success. The girls all seemed to have a great time. I couldn't have done it without my good friend Joy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735864546342242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SGWRoR1TNWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vng1zWN_Rck/s200/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and her daughter Kendall.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735873911019266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SGWRo0uA1wI/AAAAAAAAATA/lOZs9LfeNwo/s200/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course the highlight of the week was our special guest author, my sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyduford.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stacey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735877483909346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SGWRpCB20OI/AAAAAAAAATI/n5Hg28eal3g/s200/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was awesome and all the girls loved learning about the writing process and secrets about &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Painting-Stacey-Duford/dp/0974914533/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1214616364&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Fairy Painting&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks to all who made it a great week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-8050942055209991412?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/girl-scout-day-camp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SGWRoR1TNWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vng1zWN_Rck/s72-c/DSC_0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-6273577985220250621</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-13T07:05:56.128-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><title>Random 'tweener thought</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were driving home from Cedar Point the other night and Maggie asked where we were.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Canton&lt;br /&gt;Maggie: What's next?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Novi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: Those are both very negative sounding places, &lt;strong&gt;CANT&lt;/strong&gt;on and &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-6273577985220250621?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-tweener-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-1862178297701413651</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-11T17:34:41.400-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>locks of love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hair</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><title>Hair Hair!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School is out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance performances are done for the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for a fresh haircut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maggie went first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210777727741545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmvEmNSjI/AAAAAAAAARo/UvBFE08jxFM/s200/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is before, of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210777746596182034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmwK1gOBI/AAAAAAAAARw/-0KiAaV2igc/s200/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She complained the whole time that I told them to take too much off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210777765203204322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmxQJw2OI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JxMxCdD4WMo/s200/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's the results. Healthy and shiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210777772328972050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmxqsrbxI/AAAAAAAAASA/Rdp63rlOjSA/s200/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom was next. Here's before - frumpy dumpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210777779388006018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmyE_rvoI/AAAAAAAAASI/vpGb_5zGejI/s200/DSC_0005.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's use the summer humidity as a styling too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779494582875666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoV6mAdhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gSONM8YSpT0/s200/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also note the V-neck Cedar Point suntan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And here's the most drastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779500465718658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoWQglhYI/AAAAAAAAASY/KlSny1HBQW8/s200/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779505485182866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoWjNUd5I/AAAAAAAAASg/I9li11N0Qug/s200/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This chickie's hair was getting so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was also very damaged due to all the dance ponytails and buns.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoXIVFKZI/AAAAAAAAASo/11y2xu4TNJM/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779515449846162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoXIVFKZI/AAAAAAAAASo/11y2xu4TNJM/s200/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; How stinkin' cute is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoXbbD0UI/AAAAAAAAASw/ADlJJKoYqRI/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779520575197506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBoXbbD0UI/AAAAAAAAASw/ADlJJKoYqRI/s200/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Look how shiny and healthy it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what a kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She made sure that they took 10 inches off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so we could send the hair in to Locks of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course by the time we were done Maggie wanted to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back in the chair and get hers chopped off, too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-1862178297701413651?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/hair-hair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I3q_eSVgGGw/SFBmvEmNSjI/AAAAAAAAARo/UvBFE08jxFM/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-43641076327241440</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 19:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T05:04:27.472-07:00</atom:updated><title>Troublesome new friend</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I brought Mary Boleyn to work with me today (The Other Boleyn Girl). I thought we'd be able to get aquainted over lunch and then she'd sit quietly next to me while I finished my work day. She's been distracting me all afternoon, practically nudging me at times so I'll pay attention to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-43641076327241440?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/troublesome-new-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-3380982250515588312</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-02T04:16:10.489-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>books</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Vacation</category><title>Get Away</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't have the vacation time or budget for an exciting vacation this year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Read this &lt;a href="http://strutmag.com/content/essay-bibliophile%E2%80%99s-guide-travel"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; by my sister for a low cost alternative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-3380982250515588312?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1073323103965347477.post-361216160400185423</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-29T04:46:44.803-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>overbooking</category><title>Keeping the balls in the air</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my weekend -&lt;br /&gt;Friday night&lt;br /&gt;4-8 Dance end of year picnic/carnival&lt;br /&gt;6-7:30 Maggie goes to birthday party of a friend (on Maggie's birthday. I warned the mother)&lt;br /&gt;6-10 Em has school Bible study end of year hoo-hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;8 am - Maggie soccer game - bring snack&lt;br /&gt;10 am - Emily soccer game - team picnic after at assistant coaches house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime Saturday I have to bake and decorate two cakes for the Family Partnership fundraiser for the Girl Scout end of year bridging/celebration at 6:00. And not forget to bring 2 crock pots, 2 coolers, rolls of tickets and the 'bridge' that's stored in my attic, plus all the cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between now and then I have to order two cakes from Costco (do I need 2 for 100 people?), come up with a 'carb' side dish for the dance picnic. Buy a birthday gift for Lindsey. Make a dozen leader thank you gifts. And somehow make Maggie feel special on her birthday - Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We'll probably drive up to the lake on Saturday night right after the GS thing so I can decompress all day Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stay tuned to see if I actually pull all this off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1073323103965347477-361216160400185423?l=shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://shouldntigetpaidforthis.blogspot.com/2008/05/keeping-balls-in-air.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>