<?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-5243779065169722919</id><updated>2012-01-28T07:15:33.116-08:00</updated><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='Writing Prompt'/><category term='PYHO'/><category term='Truths and Lies'/><category term='Blog Party'/><category term='Tickled Pink'/><category term='The Chronicles of Lourie'/><category term='Ten Things'/><category term='Saturday Edition'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Sticky Note Tuesday'/><category term='Thanks'/><category term='Rockin the Bump'/><category term='happy list'/><category term='Time Out Tuesday'/><category term='Rockin the Baby'/><category term='Pet Peeves'/><category term='Religious'/><category term='Summer Fun'/><category term='Want'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><category term='I Have A Question'/><category term='Guest Post'/><category term='Blog Swap'/><category term='Oscar Night'/><category term='The Week In Review'/><category term='Winner'/><category term='2010 Review'/><category term='The Status Quote'/><category term='Ten on Tuesday'/><category term='Kid Stuff'/><category term='Funny Stuff'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Giveaways'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Ryder Trent'/><category term='We Want to Know'/><category term='Picture Day'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Prayers'/><category term='Vlogs'/><category term='Random Friday'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Friday Confessional'/><category term='F-Bombs'/><category term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><category term='Alphabae-Thursdays'/><category term='Letters'/><category term='Saturday Centus'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Flat Mamarazzi and Flat Mimi'/><category term='Dancing with the Stars'/><category term='Getting to Know You'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='Freaky Blogs'/><category term='Outtings'/><category term='Chat'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Good News Friday'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>CA Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>709</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5204494646527055288</id><published>2012-01-27T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:05:00.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good News Friday'/><title type='text'>Good News...I AM a Proud Mom!</title><content type='html'>I am doing a double link up today because I am so "proud" that I had to call it, "Good News!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;KMama&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_1202-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I launch into the good stuff, let me say if you looked up "stubborn" in the dictionary you would see this face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCS3lBlauM/TyLJXGpPd_I/AAAAAAAAESY/X_-34QDmJpY/s1600/emily11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCS3lBlauM/TyLJXGpPd_I/AAAAAAAAESY/X_-34QDmJpY/s320/emily11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That being said, this obstinate child is the source of my good news and proud mommy moment!&amp;nbsp; She made honor roll!&amp;nbsp; This is something she has been wanting to do since her big sister did it.&amp;nbsp; We are all very proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0AGOHagXTXA/TyLKWRumtwI/AAAAAAAAESg/XNwoASZ8ZS8/s1600/emilyhonorrole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0AGOHagXTXA/TyLKWRumtwI/AAAAAAAAESg/XNwoASZ8ZS8/s320/emilyhonorrole.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that grin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNGyqKxS_To/TyLKhTg9hTI/AAAAAAAAESo/nesdr1wSzDc/s1600/emilyandkristinhonorrole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNGyqKxS_To/TyLKhTg9hTI/AAAAAAAAESo/nesdr1wSzDc/s320/emilyandkristinhonorrole.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big sis came for the assembly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your good news?&amp;nbsp; Is it a proud Mommy moment?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-5204494646527055288?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5204494646527055288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5204494646527055288&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5204494646527055288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5204494646527055288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-newsi-am-proud-mom.html' title='Good News...I AM a Proud Mom!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCS3lBlauM/TyLJXGpPd_I/AAAAAAAAESY/X_-34QDmJpY/s72-c/emily11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8998480382592117957</id><published>2012-01-25T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:30:22.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Chronicles of Lourie'/><title type='text'>When Live Throws You Spark Plugs</title><content type='html'>If you remember yesterday's post, you remember that I said I had a meeting with Emily's IEP teacher.&amp;nbsp; My morning was busy as usual.&amp;nbsp; I got everyone where they needed to be.&amp;nbsp; I came home and read a few blogs before heading out to my appointment.&amp;nbsp; I even had time to put on make up!&amp;nbsp; I know, right!&lt;br /&gt;I was driving along just as nice as can be and after I turned a corner, I heard it.&amp;nbsp; The sound that only a flat tire can make.&amp;nbsp; At first I thought maybe I drifted onto the line and was hitting reflectors.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; Steady as she goes.&amp;nbsp; Nobody was honking wildly at me to get my attention.&amp;nbsp; I turned down the next street and pulled over as soon as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fHv8tGARyWI/TyAo8eHBlkI/AAAAAAAAERc/8NCnrsz-91E/s1600/tire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fHv8tGARyWI/TyAo8eHBlkI/AAAAAAAAERc/8NCnrsz-91E/s200/tire.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could literally hear the air hissing out.&amp;nbsp; It is good I pulled over.&amp;nbsp; I think I prevented a full blow out.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was a big ginormous screw.&amp;nbsp; After making some phone calls, and getting my nephew there.&amp;nbsp; He told me otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuunFL04q2k/TyA4nj6vEyI/AAAAAAAAERk/gl97wu5n0bw/s1600/tiresparkplug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuunFL04q2k/TyA4nj6vEyI/AAAAAAAAERk/gl97wu5n0bw/s320/tiresparkplug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A spark plug!&amp;nbsp; I kept that bad boy.&amp;nbsp; It's my trophy.&amp;nbsp; I am even trying to think of something artsy fartsy to do with it.&amp;nbsp; There is a story there!&amp;nbsp; My husband has a spark plug on plaque.&amp;nbsp; There is a story there too.&amp;nbsp; But this is my story.&amp;nbsp; *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r1GC4G5aCcQ/TyA5XvUzLgI/AAAAAAAAER0/PBCO32ZVbcY/s1600/sadtire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r1GC4G5aCcQ/TyA5XvUzLgI/AAAAAAAAER0/PBCO32ZVbcY/s320/sadtire.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See the hole?&amp;nbsp; My nephew said when the car was jacked up, he could actually hear the air being pushed back IN.&amp;nbsp; He tried to get me to hear it.&amp;nbsp; Sorry kid.&amp;nbsp; My ears don't work that great anymore.&amp;nbsp; I will take your word for it!&amp;nbsp; That is a big hole!&amp;nbsp; This not going to be fixable.&amp;nbsp; Ever wonder what $191.11 looks like?&amp;nbsp; Wonder no more....I will show you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqRiURrH5Hg/TyA5JHX9BQI/AAAAAAAAERs/JSOhx4TRmuc/s1600/tirenew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqRiURrH5Hg/TyA5JHX9BQI/AAAAAAAAERs/JSOhx4TRmuc/s320/tirenew.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There you go.&amp;nbsp; For your viewing pleasure.&amp;nbsp; Some good did come out of all of this.&amp;nbsp; It just so happened that our CA return came in yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty much gone now.&amp;nbsp; However, without it we would have been up s**t creek.&amp;nbsp; My nephew was off from work and Rich didn't have to worry about me.&amp;nbsp; I was taken care of.&amp;nbsp; Oh and I got new shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SVUGMj-oSw/TyA6X6RrPNI/AAAAAAAAER8/RiYsuusKQ2E/s1600/sassyshoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SVUGMj-oSw/TyA6X6RrPNI/AAAAAAAAER8/RiYsuusKQ2E/s320/sassyshoe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH I WISH!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I only drooled over these.&amp;nbsp; Aren't they yummy???&amp;nbsp; Found them at Kohl's.&amp;nbsp; They were actually comfy.&amp;nbsp; Who knew.&amp;nbsp; And in my size.&amp;nbsp; Yes!&amp;nbsp; But no, I didn't buy these.&amp;nbsp; I bought tennis shoes.&amp;nbsp; Okay they are called toning shoes.&amp;nbsp; They are sooo comfy when I walk.&amp;nbsp; And not super ugly.&amp;nbsp; Kind of cute.&amp;nbsp; Grey with hot pink highlights.&amp;nbsp; I bought pink cheetah print shoelaces for them.&amp;nbsp; So it wasn't all bad.&amp;nbsp; Plus the weather was gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH9aiKsjIKY/TyA7DlOO_EI/AAAAAAAAESE/6lwQI6y2rS4/s1600/batteryweather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH9aiKsjIKY/TyA7DlOO_EI/AAAAAAAAESE/6lwQI6y2rS4/s320/batteryweather.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How was your day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-8998480382592117957?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/8998480382592117957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=8998480382592117957&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8998480382592117957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8998480382592117957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-live-throws-you-spark-plugs.html' title='When Live Throws You Spark Plugs'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fHv8tGARyWI/TyAo8eHBlkI/AAAAAAAAERc/8NCnrsz-91E/s72-c/tire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1437470418468899492</id><published>2012-01-24T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:24:53.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ZX0mDmtEs/Tx7ULCTo-yI/AAAAAAAAERI/J82gQTOJfl8/s1600/up_dug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ZX0mDmtEs/Tx7ULCTo-yI/AAAAAAAAERI/J82gQTOJfl8/s320/up_dug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you what time...SQUIRREL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forget stuff all the time.&amp;nbsp; It's bad.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Just Monday, I forgot to pack Kristin's lunch.&amp;nbsp; Sure she can do it. But again, I forget to &lt;i&gt;tell &lt;/i&gt;her to do it.&amp;nbsp; In my foggy sleepy headedness (it's a word) I told her to make a lunch.&amp;nbsp; She is up before the sun folks!&amp;nbsp; She did.&amp;nbsp; She lived.&amp;nbsp; But man I felt bad.&amp;nbsp; I forget stuff all the time.&amp;nbsp; Large and small.&amp;nbsp; My mind is weak, and blond.&amp;nbsp; I'm screwed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bed holds me captive.&amp;nbsp; It's true.&amp;nbsp; Every morning I struggle to get out, and every morning it holds me down.&amp;nbsp; It entices me with its warmth and softness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;News anchors are a pain in the butt.&amp;nbsp; And so predictable.&amp;nbsp; It rained a bit on Saturday, and all day yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It was cold too.&amp;nbsp; For us anyway.&amp;nbsp; As predicted(by me, and by anyone with a pulse), the news anchor turned to the weatherman....errr excuse me....METEOROLOGIST&amp;nbsp; and said, "When is the rain going to stop?" Stop?&amp;nbsp; Stop?&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; It rained for 12 hours.&amp;nbsp; If that.&amp;nbsp; Go live in Oregon or Seattle you wimp!&amp;nbsp; And when the sun is out and we get that glorious warmth where haters hate...they will say, "When are we getting some rain?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAZfbws1F3c/Tx7l2PBFliI/AAAAAAAAERQ/59u_GQI6LU0/s1600/confusedjc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAZfbws1F3c/Tx7l2PBFliI/AAAAAAAAERQ/59u_GQI6LU0/s320/confusedjc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In addition to craziness and people with weather.&amp;nbsp; Yes it is cold.&amp;nbsp; But man Californians are wimpy.&amp;nbsp; I saw people in parkas today.&amp;nbsp; My kids had gloves on yes, but hoodies.&amp;nbsp; They were fine.&amp;nbsp; It's 45 degrees.&amp;nbsp; That is pretty cold out.&amp;nbsp; But worthy of parka....not really.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ryan has a blue blanket.&amp;nbsp; My mom gave it to him when he was baby.&amp;nbsp; It is satin-y on one side and velour on the other.&amp;nbsp; He carries it around like Linus.&amp;nbsp; Not all the time like Linus.&amp;nbsp; But when he does, that is where my mind goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a meeting with Emily's IEP caseworker today.&amp;nbsp; I hope it is a productive one.&amp;nbsp; I also hope it doesn't leave me drained.&amp;nbsp; Meetings about her often do.&amp;nbsp; She has come a long way.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping the next 3 years in middle school grow her well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once again, I am linking up with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Seriously Shawn&lt;/a&gt; and their Talk To Us Tuesday!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-1437470418468899492?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1437470418468899492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1437470418468899492&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1437470418468899492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1437470418468899492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/random-things.html' title='Random Things...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ZX0mDmtEs/Tx7ULCTo-yI/AAAAAAAAERI/J82gQTOJfl8/s72-c/up_dug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3446395314656211703</id><published>2012-01-23T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:14:37.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Know You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Better Late Than....Well You Know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RLb7X6AerA/Tx2kgy-cnYI/AAAAAAAAERA/Y9nHE8Fyb3k/s1600/tag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RLb7X6AerA/Tx2kgy-cnYI/AAAAAAAAERA/Y9nHE8Fyb3k/s320/tag.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.everydaylifes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Becca at Everyday Life&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; This is fun.&amp;nbsp; She picked 11 bloggers, and asked 11 questions....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Still here OK well here is how it works:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post these rules. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1394704090"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1394704092"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. You must post 11 random things about yourself. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Go to their blog and tell them that you've tagged them. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. No stuff in the tagging section about "you are tagged if you are reading this." Legitimately tag 11 people!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1394704091"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;so #1, done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2 eleven random things about myself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a wicked cool scar on my knee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can recite the entire movie:&amp;nbsp; The Wizard of Oz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I met my husband at a Country bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can bake chocolate chip cookies without looking at the recipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to learn French&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because my mom and I are going to Paris in two years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is her goal and dream to go and I want to be the interpreter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plus I thought it would be fun to go off on my kids in a foreign language since they don't listen anyway!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I have been getting my craft on.&amp;nbsp; Just simple stuff.&amp;nbsp; But I am doing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am planning on doing more as the year progresses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I will be posting it here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And now I will I answer the questions given to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you had only 24 hours to live, what would you do? &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I know it sounds totally corny...typical...but...I would spend all my time with my family.&amp;nbsp; I would not worry about dishes, laundry, or all that stupid stuff.&amp;nbsp; I would do what they wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What Is one song that discribes your life?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Oh my...hahaha...is there a song about craziness?&amp;nbsp; My life is full of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Are you good at making new friends?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not really.&amp;nbsp; I am good at being one.&amp;nbsp; But to put myself out there...that is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Where did you grow up?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The O.C. but I was not a snotty kid.&amp;nbsp; No I was shunned by them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What is the silliest prank you ever played on someone?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I once filled my cheeks with water, my mom pinched them thinking it was just air. Imagine her surprise.&amp;nbsp; At least she laughed about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you could have a $10,000 shopping spree to one store, which store would it be and how long would it take you to spend the $10,000?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Target. And it would not take long.&amp;nbsp; hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Do you exercise regularly?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not yet...but that is the goal.&amp;nbsp; I went back to Zumba on Friday and it was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Who would you want to play you in the movie about your life?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Hmmm...this is tough...who would best suit me?&amp;nbsp; Or who would I prefer?&amp;nbsp; How about Lisa Kudrow?&amp;nbsp; Or Ellen Degeneres?&amp;nbsp; I loved her as Dory! hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Who is your celebrity crush male/female?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Johnny Depp *swoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What is your favorite thing to drink?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Diet Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What is the weirdest thing you will ever admit to having done in the past?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Standing outside the men's room in the hotel during a Monkees convention because my friend swore Peter Tork was in there.&amp;nbsp; Well we all have to go but why he would have chosen that one....well he did.&amp;nbsp; And well when he come out, he and I were face to face.&amp;nbsp; I think my face went three shades of red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Okay... now for my questions...pay attention tagees.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Where were you born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What was your favorite subject in school--besides RECESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What was your most embarrassing moment?&amp;nbsp; It's okay, we're all friends here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your weakness food...in other words... the one food you can not resist at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Is your income tax money all ready spent?&amp;nbsp; Do you owe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What is your can't do without TV show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What's your biggest pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Have you ever laughed so hard you snorted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you believe in Karma--what goes around comes around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; What would YOU do for a Klondike bar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Who is your favorite comedian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Now as I follow the rules given...I will list and link the ladies whom I am tagging...however, they are not tagged until I officially comment on their personal blogs!&amp;nbsp; So this is your chance to go and visit them!&amp;nbsp; They are all awesome by the way.&amp;nbsp; So go and show them some love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Emmy Mom &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://this-istheyear.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Xazmin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mimi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://tnicolej.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nicole &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://hermitmomscave.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Hermit Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://emilysthoughtblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://spilledmilkshake.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Spilled Milkshake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://okasrily.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Oka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;11.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://cheapwineandcookies.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cheap Wine and Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Whew!&amp;nbsp; And that is it.&amp;nbsp; So what are you waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-3446395314656211703?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3446395314656211703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3446395314656211703&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3446395314656211703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3446395314656211703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-late-thanwell-you-know.html' title='Better Late Than....Well You Know...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RLb7X6AerA/Tx2kgy-cnYI/AAAAAAAAERA/Y9nHE8Fyb3k/s72-c/tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7432823050540737061</id><published>2012-01-20T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:17:40.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good News Friday'/><title type='text'>Good News Friday!</title><content type='html'>I am linking up with with fellow bloggy friend &lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Grumpy Grateful&lt;/a&gt; Mom for her Good News Friday meme.&amp;nbsp; This is a great idea to focus on what is good in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So what is my good news?&amp;nbsp; In just three months our van will be paid off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwoj14f1UO4/TxmgjiY394I/AAAAAAAAEQc/-eHtv-yXjK4/s1600/Picturesfromdisk+427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwoj14f1UO4/TxmgjiY394I/AAAAAAAAEQc/-eHtv-yXjK4/s320/Picturesfromdisk+427.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back when we first bought it in 06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We checked it out yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Imagine our surprise!&amp;nbsp; There is less than 50K miles on it.&amp;nbsp; And we even drove across the country in it!&amp;nbsp; That is most definitely good news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you have good news to share??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_1202-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-7432823050540737061?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7432823050540737061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7432823050540737061&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7432823050540737061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7432823050540737061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-news-friday.html' title='Good News Friday!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwoj14f1UO4/TxmgjiY394I/AAAAAAAAEQc/-eHtv-yXjK4/s72-c/Picturesfromdisk+427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7447351673291664985</id><published>2012-01-19T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:19:19.938-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's time for some proud mommy moments with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Emmymom&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Kmama&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have one for each!&amp;nbsp; Like brag worthy!&amp;nbsp; How about them apples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristin...is growing up.&amp;nbsp; Shoot.&amp;nbsp; But it's fun.&amp;nbsp; She has quite a few talents.&amp;nbsp; One of which is photography.&amp;nbsp; She wishes she could draw.&amp;nbsp; Aren't we silly?&amp;nbsp; Why do we do that?&amp;nbsp; I digress.&amp;nbsp; She recently had a project for school and she used her brother and sister as models.&amp;nbsp; She had to demonstrate six different aspects of health.&amp;nbsp; Mental health was one of them.&amp;nbsp; And this is one she used for mental health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr7LiQOjBNU/TxhcTcV8BqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/c_aVcmnSmok/s1600/hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr7LiQOjBNU/TxhcTcV8BqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/c_aVcmnSmok/s320/hands.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not sure I would have thought of this.&amp;nbsp; And even if I had, would it come out like this?&amp;nbsp; It's just sweet.&amp;nbsp; She took a bunch more, one of which I posted on my &lt;a href="http://itsalarkphotography.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;photoblog&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emily....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got an email from her teacher, and it said she had some unfinished classwork(not the brag part obviously!) and could I have her finish it over the holiday.&amp;nbsp; We did our best.&amp;nbsp; But as I tunneled through her backpack what did I find???&amp;nbsp; Her report card....and her GPA....drumroll please... 3.0!&amp;nbsp; Honor roll!&amp;nbsp; Boo and a yah!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ryan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh I love my boy.&amp;nbsp; He has these big beautiful blue eyes that can just melt your heart.&amp;nbsp; Watch out parents.&amp;nbsp; Future heart breaker.&amp;nbsp; His teacher adores him.&amp;nbsp; He is a sweetie pie.&amp;nbsp; However, he gets super busy.&amp;nbsp; He just can't be still.&amp;nbsp; Some days at school--not all--he is on yellow.&amp;nbsp; Last week he had a pink day!!!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; Pink is one away from the top of the chart for good behavior.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are your proud moments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7447351673291664985?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7447351673291664985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7447351673291664985&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7447351673291664985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7447351673291664985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/proud-mommy-moments_19.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr7LiQOjBNU/TxhcTcV8BqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/c_aVcmnSmok/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2478085634119620952</id><published>2012-01-17T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:24:29.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Get Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's time for me to get random.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&amp;nbsp; My son gets so random that it makes my head hurt.&amp;nbsp; I will try not to do that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFaJ0plFawI/TxWniMNs5xI/AAAAAAAAEPc/GdRHXBEQgDk/s1600/up_dug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFaJ0plFawI/TxWniMNs5xI/AAAAAAAAEPc/GdRHXBEQgDk/s320/up_dug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to start with a gripe so I can get it out of the way.&amp;nbsp; Why oh why do people think they are above the rules?&amp;nbsp; That they can do whatever the heck they want?&amp;nbsp; Example:&amp;nbsp; I dropped my son off at school today like normal.&amp;nbsp; And there was a long line of cars at the drop off.&amp;nbsp; He was already going to be late, so rather than wait to get to the closer gate, I chose the main gate.&amp;nbsp; I let him out, wished him a good day, and drove away.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that how it is supposed to be done!??&amp;nbsp; Except...the lady in front of me, parked.&amp;nbsp; Got out!&amp;nbsp; Walked her kids to class.&amp;nbsp; What!?&amp;nbsp; It wasn't 5 days ago that there was a phone message and email from the principal talking about this very problem.&amp;nbsp; It just IRKS me to no end that people do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan wanted to buy lunch today.&amp;nbsp; He is forever begging to do this.&amp;nbsp; I checked his account and he was $4.00 in the hole.&amp;nbsp; Whoops.&amp;nbsp; So I had to add back that much plus enough to buy lunch.&amp;nbsp; Easy.&amp;nbsp; Except, I put it into Emily's account.&amp;nbsp; Which goes to ANOTHER school!&amp;nbsp; D'oh!&amp;nbsp; Talk about an expensive mistake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oven needs fixing.&amp;nbsp; Actually it's just the igniter that needs to be replaced.&amp;nbsp; I have the part.&amp;nbsp; All I need to do is call my uncle and get him out here to do the job.&amp;nbsp; He will do it.&amp;nbsp; I just need to make the call.&amp;nbsp; Have I done it?&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; Do I miss my oven?&amp;nbsp; Like you can't even imagine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday Kristin brought her friend who is a boy home to hang out. (&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/cactus-buddies.html" target="_blank"&gt;her cactus buddy&lt;/a&gt;) And Ryan had his first sleep over.&amp;nbsp; I think it was good that was I was so sick with a retched sinus infection so that I wasn't really able to let that sink in.&amp;nbsp; My daughter is growing up, and so is my baby.&amp;nbsp; *sniff*&amp;nbsp; Well they can grow up if they want to, but I absolutely refuse to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-e9fWj6TmM/TxWrnQipVbI/AAAAAAAAEPk/rRnFeyOYx7g/s1600/captjacknlourie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-e9fWj6TmM/TxWrnQipVbI/AAAAAAAAEPk/rRnFeyOYx7g/s320/captjacknlourie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the fun I could have had as a teen with this kind of technology! Scary to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are always asking me how to spell things.&amp;nbsp; I am probably one the worst spellers on the planet.&amp;nbsp; Which is annoying because I distinctly remember in the 5th grade, being one of the last ones standing in a spelling bee.&amp;nbsp; That being said, I found an app for my phone that is simply a spell checker.&amp;nbsp; It's awesome.&amp;nbsp; And to check its amazing abilities, I typed in a word I am forever misspelling:&amp;nbsp; restaurant! HA!&amp;nbsp; Spelled it right again!&amp;nbsp; I spelled it right the first time.&amp;nbsp; I very rarely, if ever spell that one right.&amp;nbsp; I usually refuse to spell it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, it's that bad!&amp;nbsp; But it's my little ace in the hole when I&amp;nbsp; need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being so random that I am linking up with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Seriously Shawn&lt;/a&gt; today!!&amp;nbsp; Be sure and stop by their places too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-2478085634119620952?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2478085634119620952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2478085634119620952&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2478085634119620952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2478085634119620952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/get-random.html' title='Get Random'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFaJ0plFawI/TxWniMNs5xI/AAAAAAAAEPc/GdRHXBEQgDk/s72-c/up_dug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1234795732437176003</id><published>2012-01-16T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:52:15.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>As If...</title><content type='html'>As if this needed anymore publicity.&amp;nbsp; As if I needed to ask the question at all.&amp;nbsp; But I just can't help myself.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps you haven't heard of the girl from Durango, Colorado who is now suing (With her MOTHER'S help) for her civil rights because her senior picture was deemed too racy for the school yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0vf1ZuiIV4/TxRiswUAQaI/AAAAAAAAEO0/Yfm3I8ghWac/s1600/sydney+spies+vertical.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0vf1ZuiIV4/TxRiswUAQaI/AAAAAAAAEO0/Yfm3I8ghWac/s320/sydney+spies+vertical.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was quoted as saying, “I honestly think (the picture) describes who I am,” Sydney said on NBC’s “Today” on Monday, after being invited to New York to give her side of the argument.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; "Describes who you are"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay folks...go ahead...tell me who she is.&amp;nbsp; And if that picture in fact should be used as her senior picture.&amp;nbsp; She was given the opportunity to use it as her senior ad instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raLbCBAMGXs/TxRjcR7Hv0I/AAAAAAAAEO8/kIOM90OfBAo/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raLbCBAMGXs/TxRjcR7Hv0I/AAAAAAAAEO8/kIOM90OfBAo/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-1234795732437176003?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1234795732437176003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1234795732437176003&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1234795732437176003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1234795732437176003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-if.html' title='As If...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0vf1ZuiIV4/TxRiswUAQaI/AAAAAAAAEO0/Yfm3I8ghWac/s72-c/sydney+spies+vertical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-9040023634762511050</id><published>2012-01-13T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:05:49.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments:  A Blast From The Past!</title><content type='html'>I love Thursdays--I know it's Friday-- because it means I get to share my proud mommy moments of kids. And the really cool thing is there is still time to link up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kmama&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And it can be brag worthy, and who doesn't like to brag about their kids!? Or, it can be funny or hang your head in shame!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And you get to see who is hanging their head with shame or beaming with pride! We all do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is just funny.&amp;nbsp; And I only have myself to blame!&amp;nbsp; So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FKwnJfh84k/Tw8XP9Gno-I/AAAAAAAAEN8/Z8VWANRoICk/s1600/Picturesfromdisk+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FKwnJfh84k/Tw8XP9Gno-I/AAAAAAAAEN8/Z8VWANRoICk/s320/Picturesfromdisk+091.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I was pregnant with Ryan, we asked our girls what they would teach their brother to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEAX10O-kSY/Tw8XfOn_FdI/AAAAAAAAEOE/9Tk4A3iqhM4/s1600/Picturesfromdisk+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEAX10O-kSY/Tw8XfOn_FdI/AAAAAAAAEOE/9Tk4A3iqhM4/s320/Picturesfromdisk+047.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin said, she would teach him how to be kind and how to share with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CF1eK5GQlg/Tw-Be2UHUmI/AAAAAAAAEOM/d0ukD4lvHLY/s1600/Picturesfromdisk+236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CF1eK5GQlg/Tw-Be2UHUmI/AAAAAAAAEOM/d0ukD4lvHLY/s320/Picturesfromdisk+236.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Emily said I am going to teach him how to BURP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9u4jyBCSql4/Tw-CQcWtl6I/AAAAAAAAEOU/EMVUqt8nsOg/s1600/ryan2011c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9u4jyBCSql4/Tw-CQcWtl6I/AAAAAAAAEOU/EMVUqt8nsOg/s320/ryan2011c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryan is very kind, and he does a good job of sharing with...his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And....he is a most excellent burper!&amp;nbsp; Oh I tried really hard to capture this grand talent.&amp;nbsp; But Ryan wouldn't let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shzPtTQ--iI/TxBTBAefPgI/AAAAAAAAEOg/zvW2ljdrEzA/s1600/ryry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shzPtTQ--iI/TxBTBAefPgI/AAAAAAAAEOg/zvW2ljdrEzA/s320/ryry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Imagine that!&amp;nbsp; A kid with a chance to burp at will AND be video-taped(okay digitally recorded!) and suddenly he turns shy and polite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCIlDtNpCBE/TxBThGTVSzI/AAAAAAAAEOo/AJaWbON3T64/s1600/ryan2011b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCIlDtNpCBE/TxBThGTVSzI/AAAAAAAAEOo/AJaWbON3T64/s320/ryan2011b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You will just have to take my word for it.&amp;nbsp; And I couldn't be prouder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1599278993"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1599278994"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-9040023634762511050?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/9040023634762511050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=9040023634762511050&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/9040023634762511050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/9040023634762511050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/proud-mommy-moments-blast-from-past.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments:  A Blast From The Past!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FKwnJfh84k/Tw8XP9Gno-I/AAAAAAAAEN8/Z8VWANRoICk/s72-c/Picturesfromdisk+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-135519560932516643</id><published>2012-01-11T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T09:53:34.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><title type='text'>Treasure Hunt</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/" target="_blank"&gt;geocaching&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Well, don't feel bad if you haven't.&amp;nbsp; Until I got to know my &lt;a href="http://hermitmomscave.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Hermit&lt;/a&gt; friend, neither did I.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to her, I blew my husband away.&amp;nbsp; When he asked me if I knew what geocaching was, I simply yes.&amp;nbsp; He just stared at me for about 30 seconds like he couldn't believe I knew about this.&amp;nbsp; It was quite amusing!&amp;nbsp; Like I have a secret life or something.&amp;nbsp; Well I do, but we won't tell right.&amp;nbsp; I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on our first geocahing adventure.&amp;nbsp; And guess what?&amp;nbsp; There's an app for that!&amp;nbsp; And if you have a Droid, you can go to your market and get the same thing.&amp;nbsp; We're all friends here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a small find.&amp;nbsp; A find that wouldn't "Stump" us.&amp;nbsp; So we had to find a tree stump.&amp;nbsp; We were looking for smallish tree stumps.&amp;nbsp; Then I saw the sad remains of a fallen tree.&amp;nbsp; Well now, that is a bigger stump of a tree.&amp;nbsp; And then I saw something and pointed it out to Rich.&amp;nbsp; We found the hidden treasure!&amp;nbsp; Inside the little painted bottle:&amp;nbsp; a pencil, a car, and a piece of paper to sign.&amp;nbsp; We didn't bring anything to add since we are newbs, but I happen to have brought a pencil and paper and we each drew or wrote something on the paper to add to the cache.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun little adventure and we plan on doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weBy8nO4ecM/Tw3Lw9QTz7I/AAAAAAAAENw/MAjoqGNnAzg/s1600/geocachecollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weBy8nO4ecM/Tw3Lw9QTz7I/AAAAAAAAENw/MAjoqGNnAzg/s320/geocachecollage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What adventures have you had lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-135519560932516643?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/135519560932516643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=135519560932516643&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/135519560932516643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/135519560932516643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/treasure-hunt.html' title='Treasure Hunt'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weBy8nO4ecM/Tw3Lw9QTz7I/AAAAAAAAENw/MAjoqGNnAzg/s72-c/geocachecollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6309021050506145206</id><published>2012-01-10T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:09:24.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Status Quote'/><title type='text'>The Status Quote is Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAGirl" border="0" src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;textarea cols="”15″" rows="”4″" wrap="”VIRTUAL”"&gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" border="0" alt="CAGirl"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The status is quote is back after a short leave of absence for the holidays.&amp;nbsp; Now remember this is just a monthly meme that &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Emmymom&lt;/a&gt; and I host.&amp;nbsp; The second Tuesday of every month to be exact.&amp;nbsp; It couldn't be easier.&amp;nbsp; Gather up the strange, funny, insightful or whatever type status up from Facebook to Twitter.&amp;nbsp; And for fun, you can add your own little commentary. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Stop, drop and roll!" is excellent advice to give a friend. Better advice would be, "Never start yourself on fire."&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Stop would be the first clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That moment at 2:16 when you forgot that your class started at 2:00...oops...&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I have done this with picking up kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The dogs think I've lost my mind completely!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I have a cat.&amp;nbsp; He thinks he is superior to the human race.&amp;nbsp; Funny thing coming from someone who licks his butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ALMOST made it 'till noon without being puked on, pooped on, or having a booger wiped on me. This close! Call me a dreamer, but I'm just gonna keep wishing on stars, because I believe someday it will happen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It will come, but it comes with a price.&amp;nbsp; They are called pre-teens and teenagers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find it ironic that I have to talk my son into buying a lunch about once a week. I would have loved buying a school lunch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;My kids beg to buy lunch almost on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; Where's the happy medium in this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Prius just tried to race me from a stop sign. I totally had it for the 1st 100 feet, but i can only walk so fast. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;He must have been pedaling really fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They just don't make Hello Kitty nail polish like they used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;I know, right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Headache, I'm done with you now.  You've been here for 2 days, you can go back to headache land thankyouverymuch! &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I think all headaches should be here and now forever banned to headache land!&amp;nbsp; The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you wish to strike up a conversation in the men's room, I can cope. It's not my favorite thing, but I'll play along. However, once you close the stall door, all conversation is OVER. At that point all you are allowed to say is "Please call for help" and even then I'd rather not hear about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;How about "Can you spare a square?" or is that too personal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now it is your turn to link up!&amp;nbsp; It's lots of fun and we would love to see what your friends are saying.&amp;nbsp; Just remember no names or cities.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=124517" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6309021050506145206?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6309021050506145206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6309021050506145206&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6309021050506145206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6309021050506145206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/status-quote-is-back.html' title='The Status Quote is Back!!!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1621375431127589346</id><published>2012-01-09T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:23:12.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>New Looks?</title><content type='html'>It's a new year...so why not a new look?&amp;nbsp; Not for you or me!&amp;nbsp; We look gorgeous dahling!&amp;nbsp; How about kids today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I read an article from yahoo about trends that should disappear.&amp;nbsp; You can read it &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/fashion/10-fashion-trends-hope-disappear-2012-150300305.html" target="_blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; It talks about everything from graphic tees--which as long as they are in good taste I do not mind--to bikini's(as in STRING bikini's) for babies.&amp;nbsp; What baby needs a string bikini?&amp;nbsp; It is not cute!&amp;nbsp; Not in the slightest.&amp;nbsp; I found it disturbing.&amp;nbsp; Go ahead, call me a prude.&amp;nbsp; I don't care.&amp;nbsp; I think it is totally inappropriate to sex up an infant.&amp;nbsp; There I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't stop there.&amp;nbsp; Why would it?&amp;nbsp; There is also padded bras for your 7 year old!&amp;nbsp; Who thought this one up?&amp;nbsp; Pedophiles?&amp;nbsp; I mean really.&amp;nbsp; Help me out here.&amp;nbsp; Does a seven year old girl really NEED a padded bra.&amp;nbsp; It's hard enough watching them turn into a woman when the time comes.&amp;nbsp; Why push it?&amp;nbsp; Why are parents allowing their daughters to become this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other trends listed were the Angry Birds.&amp;nbsp; I like them.&amp;nbsp; Sorry but I do.&amp;nbsp; They make me laugh.&amp;nbsp; It's a marketing frenzy with those guys.&amp;nbsp; SO maybe, yes it is overkill.&amp;nbsp; But I like those silly things.&amp;nbsp; The pigs are hilarious especially the way mock you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course skinny and low rise jeans are another target of must be discontinued items.&amp;nbsp; And of course, sexy Halloween costumes.&amp;nbsp; What are your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSISUVag4Dg/TwsiVEho_gI/AAAAAAAAENg/Ks3AUVuvVuI/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSISUVag4Dg/TwsiVEho_gI/AAAAAAAAENg/Ks3AUVuvVuI/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-1621375431127589346?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1621375431127589346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1621375431127589346&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1621375431127589346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1621375431127589346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-looks.html' title='New Looks?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSISUVag4Dg/TwsiVEho_gI/AAAAAAAAENg/Ks3AUVuvVuI/s72-c/question2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1810440034877334500</id><published>2012-01-05T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:07:03.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments</title><content type='html'>Now that the holiday's are officially over and the stores have piled everything into a corner with their 75% off sign, &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;KMama &lt;/a&gt;are back with their weekly meme:&amp;nbsp; Proud Mommy Moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In our church, the children ages 3-11 go to &lt;a href="http://lds.org/pa/display/0,17884,4647-1,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;Primary.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; This year our kids learned and studied scriptures.&amp;nbsp; As they did, they created a chain.&amp;nbsp; And this chain grew and grew and grew.&amp;nbsp; It was huge!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx8FgFJdl2Y/TwXlR5rPUSI/AAAAAAAAEM0/y4W3Pauk5O0/s1600/primary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx8FgFJdl2Y/TwXlR5rPUSI/AAAAAAAAEM0/y4W3Pauk5O0/s320/primary.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here they all are at the end of the year holding the chain, each link representing the scriptures they learned and committed to memory.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that awesome?&amp;nbsp; And what mother wouldn't be proud?&amp;nbsp; Look at all those wonderful faces?&amp;nbsp; Hmmm....let's find Emily....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kx2lwHCNKo4/TwXlxNOix3I/AAAAAAAAENA/VtgV0dpGkfU/s1600/emilyface.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kx2lwHCNKo4/TwXlxNOix3I/AAAAAAAAENA/VtgV0dpGkfU/s320/emilyface.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awww....isn't she sweet....now....let's find Ryan....shall we.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kekh3SpKCaU/TwXmCE3fmGI/AAAAAAAAENM/0m4vGG_GkiA/s1600/ryansface.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kekh3SpKCaU/TwXmCE3fmGI/AAAAAAAAENM/0m4vGG_GkiA/s320/ryansface.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep!&amp;nbsp; There he is!&amp;nbsp; My son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are your proud moments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-1810440034877334500?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1810440034877334500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1810440034877334500&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1810440034877334500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1810440034877334500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/proud-mommy-moments.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx8FgFJdl2Y/TwXlR5rPUSI/AAAAAAAAEM0/y4W3Pauk5O0/s72-c/primary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7611921379368942433</id><published>2012-01-04T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:26:09.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>And the Winner Is....</title><content type='html'>And the winner of the of the 2011 Review Extravaganza is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bjdentonfamily.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jen of The Denton Sanatorium!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you all so much for linking up.&amp;nbsp; I still haven't read everybody's!&amp;nbsp; I will.&amp;nbsp; If it takes me &lt;strike&gt;all year&lt;/strike&gt; however long it takes!&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, go and visit Jen to congratulate her and give her some bloggy love!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7611921379368942433?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7611921379368942433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7611921379368942433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7611921379368942433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7611921379368942433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner Is....'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5271076998873940988</id><published>2012-01-03T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:38:24.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten Things'/><title type='text'>Ten Things To Smile About Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad218/acrosscreative/emmymomsmilebutton200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is time to link up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt; and list just ten things that made me smile in the month of December!&amp;nbsp; So here we go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Kristin had her first Choir concert.&amp;nbsp; It was very good.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; And their school is the only one in the district to have a full orchestra!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Taking Ryan and Emily Christmas shopping at the dollar tree for their sister and Dad because it was so important to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Emily building a Nativity set with her pet shops and a little tent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Seeing Ryan climb right up into Santa's lap for the first time this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-JzxyrtHRs/TwNJ2U-o6eI/AAAAAAAAEL4/anlV-MwsXQA/s1600/kidswithsanta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-JzxyrtHRs/TwNJ2U-o6eI/AAAAAAAAEL4/anlV-MwsXQA/s320/kidswithsanta.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Getting my craft on...for the first time in ages!!!! And doing quite well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwRCCryhwAQ/TwNKEtjOKRI/AAAAAAAAEME/doifDiIXz7M/s1600/spicerackcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwRCCryhwAQ/TwNKEtjOKRI/AAAAAAAAEME/doifDiIXz7M/s320/spicerackcollage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; A snowball fight in a can!&amp;nbsp; More info and pics on that to come!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiH2LXO-rIo/TwNKXPxzMrI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/ToJB_Tb3NLs/s1600/Christmas2011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiH2LXO-rIo/TwNKXPxzMrI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/ToJB_Tb3NLs/s320/Christmas2011a.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching my kids is my favorite part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; A Santa baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tu-glhFeap8/TwNKnRIhboI/AAAAAAAAEMc/3XFCHN82bMQ/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tu-glhFeap8/TwNKnRIhboI/AAAAAAAAEMc/3XFCHN82bMQ/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Seeing my BFF again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHyhWN6xqzE/TwNK7DKQn4I/AAAAAAAAEMo/ECW4oKjy-Hw/s1600/lourieandemmy8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHyhWN6xqzE/TwNK7DKQn4I/AAAAAAAAEMo/ECW4oKjy-Hw/s320/lourieandemmy8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Co-hosting the Review Extravaganza!&amp;nbsp; It was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What made you smile???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5271076998873940988?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5271076998873940988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5271076998873940988&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5271076998873940988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5271076998873940988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/ten-things-to-smile-about-dec.html' title='Ten Things To Smile About Dec'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-JzxyrtHRs/TwNJ2U-o6eI/AAAAAAAAEL4/anlV-MwsXQA/s72-c/kidswithsanta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6484826935014029680</id><published>2012-01-02T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:09:51.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Resolutions vs. Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Resolution by definition is:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;definite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;earnest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/decision"&gt;decision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;about;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;determine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;(to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;something):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;resolved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;shall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt; Another definition is:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;constituent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;parts;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/break"&gt;break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;up;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;disintegrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;constituent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;parts;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/break"&gt;break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;up;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;disintegrate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;It's the second one that I love.&amp;nbsp; "Break up or disintegrate." It was during the Review Extravaganza where I read a fellow bloggers post about "promises" she made.&amp;nbsp; She decided resolutions were not the way to go.&amp;nbsp; So she went with promises instead.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;Promise:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;declaration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/will"&gt;will&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;done,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;given,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;etc.,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;one:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;unkept&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;political&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;She managed to keep most if not all of her promises.&amp;nbsp; I was most impressed by this.&amp;nbsp; And then I was impressed by the thought of promising to do something.&amp;nbsp; My mother raised me that a promise is a promise.&amp;nbsp; If you are not able to do it, don't promise.&amp;nbsp; I have done the same with my own kids.&amp;nbsp; They know if I can't promise I won't.&amp;nbsp; So this year, I am not resolving anything.&amp;nbsp; Instead I am promising. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I promise to move more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I promise to improve my good eating habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I promise to lose weight gained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I promise to be a better money manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; I promise to be more creative(pinterest here I come!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;What are you going to promise yourself this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-6c7K4wL98/TwHyrRtgRXI/AAAAAAAAELo/5Z9_EFMw7ss/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-6c7K4wL98/TwHyrRtgRXI/AAAAAAAAELo/5Z9_EFMw7ss/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6484826935014029680?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6484826935014029680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6484826935014029680&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6484826935014029680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6484826935014029680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions-vs-promises.html' title='Resolutions vs. Promises'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-6c7K4wL98/TwHyrRtgRXI/AAAAAAAAELo/5Z9_EFMw7ss/s72-c/question2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-600633655998695803</id><published>2011-12-30T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T03:00:04.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>2011 Review Extravaganza October-December!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="5" wrap="hard"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.itsalark.blogspot.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the final wrap for the 2011 Review Extravaganza!&amp;nbsp; Hosted by yours truly,&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emilisq&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janette of Johanson Journey&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mimi Living in France&lt;/a&gt; , and &lt;a href="http://runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Runner Mom.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Be sure to snag that button and mention each of us when you link your post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TT0_DIaapPg/Tv1lAZKSkiI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/74uLYDLE2x0/s1600/ryan6bday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TT0_DIaapPg/Tv1lAZKSkiI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/74uLYDLE2x0/s320/ryan6bday2.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Ryan's &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Ryan%27s%20bday%20http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-years-ago.html" target="_blank"&gt;birthday&lt;/a&gt;, but we also had a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Triple%20bday%20bash%20%20%20http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-late.html" target="_blank"&gt;TRIPLE BIRTHDAY BASH!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was featured on &lt;a href="http://thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Shell's &lt;/a&gt;Blog for her &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-say.html" target="_blank"&gt;Things They Can't Say!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was definitely a SQEEEE kind of moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ8YL_Q6V8w/Tv1nGZbcp1I/AAAAAAAAEKM/ngSByfDmaLc/s1600/lourieknotts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ8YL_Q6V8w/Tv1nGZbcp1I/AAAAAAAAEKM/ngSByfDmaLc/s320/lourieknotts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin was in The Hobbit at school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MSqL9pGNXs/Tv1nicppQGI/AAAAAAAAEKc/c-mphUSw4ts/s1600/IMG_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MSqL9pGNXs/Tv1nicppQGI/AAAAAAAAEKc/c-mphUSw4ts/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was an Elf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxPhrsq7IEI/Tv1nvYC6ADI/AAAAAAAAEKo/cHdpBb4-3m4/s1600/threekidshalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxPhrsq7IEI/Tv1nvYC6ADI/AAAAAAAAEKo/cHdpBb4-3m4/s320/threekidshalloween.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween, where my kids totally got into character and scored big time in the candy dept!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some proud academic moments for the kids in &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/proud-mommy-moments-academics.html" target="_blank"&gt;November.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Plus, Kristin had also scored a 3.0 for the semester!&amp;nbsp; Which we found out AFTER this particular post been written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving of course came along...and I named my big juicy bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxXytO9uOtw/Tv1o6OHC8XI/AAAAAAAAEK0/FDSrKlKOjV0/s1600/IMGP8085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxXytO9uOtw/Tv1o6OHC8XI/AAAAAAAAEK0/FDSrKlKOjV0/s320/IMGP8085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubba!&amp;nbsp; He was as good as he looks!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;December...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I talked about "&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/signs-of-weak-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Signs of Weak Mind&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;nbsp; I also got very busy.... like most of us did.&amp;nbsp; And I got sick too.&amp;nbsp; Like most of us did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INwGomyybZk/Tv1pq4-e5XI/AAAAAAAAELA/7FHqxeJYFLQ/s1600/sicklourie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INwGomyybZk/Tv1pq4-e5XI/AAAAAAAAELA/7FHqxeJYFLQ/s320/sicklourie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night, I literally almost cried myself to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Happily I am well again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And more importantly, I was healthy in time for &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-question.html" target="_blank"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; And after all the presents were unwrapped, I shared how I got my &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-crafty-christmas-gifts.html" target="_blank"&gt;craft on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeoVSEuUG4s/Tv1sCMUKZbI/AAAAAAAAELM/36YW2OXHjkY/s1600/DVD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeoVSEuUG4s/Tv1sCMUKZbI/AAAAAAAAELM/36YW2OXHjkY/s320/DVD.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And that was our year in review!&amp;nbsp; I can hardly wait to see what you all have to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=121850" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-600633655998695803?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/600633655998695803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=600633655998695803&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/600633655998695803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/600633655998695803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-review-extravaganza-october.html' title='2011 Review Extravaganza October-December!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-4942383290557279200</id><published>2011-12-28T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T06:30:01.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>My Crafty Christmas Gifts</title><content type='html'>Are you on Pinterest?&amp;nbsp; Sky blue?&amp;nbsp; Do bears....?&amp;nbsp; A while back, I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia6OoOejfws/TvoBqzKtIyI/AAAAAAAAEIY/UsBfb9hWaqA/s1600/spicerackidea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia6OoOejfws/TvoBqzKtIyI/AAAAAAAAEIY/UsBfb9hWaqA/s320/spicerackidea.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A spice rack turned polish holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw this a few times before I finally pinned it.&amp;nbsp; What a cute and clever idea.&amp;nbsp; I had a spice rack.&amp;nbsp; And sadly, I just didn't use it anymore. So I got the idea to make the spice rack into a polish rack.&amp;nbsp; Well I had taken a before picture of my plain spice rack and sadly I can not find it.&amp;nbsp; So you will have to use your imagination....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSZyJ8o2BIY/TvpJz5XcpxI/AAAAAAAAEIk/MkbVhrdq7-U/s1600/spicerackcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSZyJ8o2BIY/TvpJz5XcpxI/AAAAAAAAEIk/MkbVhrdq7-U/s320/spicerackcollage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I used Folk Art paint and painted two coats.&amp;nbsp; Then I added the stickers and covered the stickers with two coats of Mod Podge.&amp;nbsp; After that, I did two coats of High Gloss Finish Decopauge.&amp;nbsp; This really brought out the brilliance of the paint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b6m2dDADoBE/TvpKxONYvLI/AAAAAAAAEIw/9YNYay7fsqA/s1600/spicerackcollage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b6m2dDADoBE/TvpKxONYvLI/AAAAAAAAEIw/9YNYay7fsqA/s320/spicerackcollage2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The backing was done with foam board and scrapbook paper.&amp;nbsp; I simply glued the paper to the board then I glued the board to the rack.&amp;nbsp; However, on Christmas morning the backing came loose so I nailed the backing to the rack.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, kitty approves.&amp;nbsp; I made this for my girls since they are both big on doing their nails.&amp;nbsp; ALL. THE. TIME.&amp;nbsp; They love it.&amp;nbsp; Now I have to hang it up for use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, and I believe I blogged about this, Ryan asked if the meat I was serving, was ham.&amp;nbsp; I told him it was beef.&amp;nbsp; He asked, "Wouldn't it be funny if I had a shirt that said:&amp;nbsp; Where's the Beef?&amp;nbsp; I laughed so hard at that.&amp;nbsp; I just had to buy a white T-shirt and make him one for Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HyiAiib-pZQ/TvpM80vdrGI/AAAAAAAAEI8/i26Xm-jhEOM/s1600/ryanbeefshirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HyiAiib-pZQ/TvpM80vdrGI/AAAAAAAAEI8/i26Xm-jhEOM/s320/ryanbeefshirt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was so excited about this shirt that he wore it special for his best buddy yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pefig1FWrko/Tvq_UWuk4BI/AAAAAAAAEJI/DODLUOiWTS8/s1600/ryanandlucas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pefig1FWrko/Tvq_UWuk4BI/AAAAAAAAEJI/DODLUOiWTS8/s320/ryanandlucas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Ryan got to see his best buddy...I got to see mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLaw3Blp448/Tvq_hQGkeKI/AAAAAAAAEJU/ICo9B6avFVs/s1600/lourieandemmy8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLaw3Blp448/Tvq_hQGkeKI/AAAAAAAAEJU/ICo9B6avFVs/s320/lourieandemmy8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We all had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-4942383290557279200?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/4942383290557279200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=4942383290557279200&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4942383290557279200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4942383290557279200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-crafty-christmas-gifts.html' title='My Crafty Christmas Gifts'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia6OoOejfws/TvoBqzKtIyI/AAAAAAAAEIY/UsBfb9hWaqA/s72-c/spicerackidea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6307980346159586423</id><published>2011-12-26T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:19:01.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Simple Question...</title><content type='html'>I have a simple question today.&amp;nbsp; How was your Christmas???&amp;nbsp; I want to hear all about it.&amp;nbsp; I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours was great.&amp;nbsp; The whole day was just fun, relaxed, and filled with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjCb00-YZ7w/Tvims5AfvlI/AAAAAAAAEHU/tlhws-UNPfM/s1600/ourchristmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjCb00-YZ7w/Tvims5AfvlI/AAAAAAAAEHU/tlhws-UNPfM/s320/ourchristmas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a sampling of our morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The kids made out like bandits.&amp;nbsp; We had gifts from his parents, gifts from "Secret Santas" from church, from each other, and from Santa.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to my mom and dads and got spoiled some more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few things I got:&amp;nbsp; Jewelry.&amp;nbsp; I got necklaces.&amp;nbsp; A necklace you can string beads through.&amp;nbsp; One bead says "mother" one says "faith" and the other is blue like sapphire.&amp;nbsp; Kristin got us a mother/daughter set.&amp;nbsp; Very pretty.&amp;nbsp; I got The Golden Girls on DVD from my MIL.&amp;nbsp; Already started watching it.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AqB0kp0Rv0I/TvioAFU3O0I/AAAAAAAAEHg/wAgM5Kzn_CI/s1600/Christmastile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AqB0kp0Rv0I/TvioAFU3O0I/AAAAAAAAEHg/wAgM5Kzn_CI/s320/Christmastile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a closer look at the tile Ryan made for me.&amp;nbsp; A big deal since he absolutely hates getting his hands messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am only going to &lt;strike&gt;bore you with&lt;/strike&gt; share a couple more pictures as I felt these ones were truly special.&amp;nbsp; I was getting trigger happy with my camera, and my brother was...errr...."loosened up" so he was more than willing to pose with my kids. (He says he is too ugly!)&amp;nbsp; And I loved every second of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgUj43q-XA4/TviqDhq5rmI/AAAAAAAAEHs/oit00UDkLG8/s1600/emilyandunlcemike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgUj43q-XA4/TviqDhq5rmI/AAAAAAAAEHs/oit00UDkLG8/s320/emilyandunlcemike.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily and Uncle Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOo-6886oPk/TviqXNZTveI/AAAAAAAAEH4/Ux8i4JpyNzw/s1600/kristinandunclemike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOo-6886oPk/TviqXNZTveI/AAAAAAAAEH4/Ux8i4JpyNzw/s320/kristinandunclemike.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin(my love bug) and Uncle Mike--this is actually where the fun started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgoXy5feUAI/TviqlH0NBeI/AAAAAAAAEIE/9zD2MMKQIqc/s1600/ryanandunclemike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgoXy5feUAI/TviqlH0NBeI/AAAAAAAAEIE/9zD2MMKQIqc/s320/ryanandunclemike.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this one is my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also got a "snowball fight" in a can from Rich's mom.&amp;nbsp; She crocheted "snowballs"...10 I think for each of her kids and their families and sent them off for a Christmas Eve gift.&amp;nbsp; They are poofy snowballs.&amp;nbsp; We had a blast tossing them around.&amp;nbsp; A couple went missing.&amp;nbsp; I think they melted. ;) It was a super smart fun gift.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow I am going to be showing my craftiness off.&amp;nbsp; And on Friday for the last part the 2011 Review Extravaganza I will &lt;strike&gt;boring you with&lt;/strike&gt; sharing more Christmas pictures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So how as your Christmas???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6307980346159586423?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6307980346159586423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6307980346159586423&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6307980346159586423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6307980346159586423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-question.html' title='Simple Question...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjCb00-YZ7w/Tvims5AfvlI/AAAAAAAAEHU/tlhws-UNPfM/s72-c/ourchristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6224839045797410331</id><published>2011-12-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:54:02.485-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>Review Extravaganza Week 3</title><content type='html'>It's time for part three of the Review Extravaganza 2011!!!&amp;nbsp; This week covers July, August, and Sept!!! So come on and link up with us:&amp;nbsp; Me, &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mimi&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Em&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Runner Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Janette of Johansen Journey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea rows="5" cols="20" wrap="hard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsalarkblogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;July was a crazy busy and super fun month for me!&amp;nbsp; It started off with a most grand adventure with my lifetime bestie!&amp;nbsp; Love you Lou!&amp;nbsp; Muah!&amp;nbsp; She came to So Cal with her daughter for college orientation and I went with them.&amp;nbsp; We didn't cause too much &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/07/thelma-and-lousie-hardly.html" target="_blank"&gt;trouble&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMHdyrcLag4/TvS14IBF4TI/AAAAAAAAEFA/1Bq_7QGYQOQ/s1600/lorraineandlourieoldtown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMHdyrcLag4/TvS14IBF4TI/AAAAAAAAEFA/1Bq_7QGYQOQ/s320/lorraineandlourieoldtown.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I also saw my other bestie in there somewhere...I have pictures to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWIcW1hXw_A/TvS2JXATFqI/AAAAAAAAEFM/vDWd0ws-J-w/s1600/lourieandemmy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWIcW1hXw_A/TvS2JXATFqI/AAAAAAAAEFM/vDWd0ws-J-w/s320/lourieandemmy2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss you Emmy!XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also got a special visit from Rich's parents.&amp;nbsp; They took the kids on special adventures and then we all went to Knott's Berry Farm! Yes indeed July was a crazy busy month for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3UC6Ba5vuc/TvS2i3jTpNI/AAAAAAAAEFY/QOARUUuTONw/s1600/knottslogride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3UC6Ba5vuc/TvS2i3jTpNI/AAAAAAAAEFY/QOARUUuTONw/s320/knottslogride.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And some how we managed to get to the beach more than once!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August meant we had little or no time left to prepare for school...but before any of that could happen....a &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-what.html" target="_blank"&gt;very special event&lt;/a&gt; took place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsV8ngEN8hU/TvS3EuxalfI/AAAAAAAAEFk/_LFpHcMRhA0/s1600/aydenandlourie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsV8ngEN8hU/TvS3EuxalfI/AAAAAAAAEFk/_LFpHcMRhA0/s320/aydenandlourie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't mind being a "great" aunt, cause I already am!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a whole big &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-dont-want-to.html" target="_blank"&gt;drama&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/08/boomerang.html" target="_blank"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/a&gt; getting Emily all set for school.&amp;nbsp; I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute.&amp;nbsp; She literally didn't have a school to claim until the day before!!!! But she got where she needed to be.&amp;nbsp; And now finally is settled in her school. And more importantly it is where her friends are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So....school started up again...and because I had three big promotions in June, I had three big starts in "fall."&amp;nbsp; A big First Grader, Middle School, and "gulp" high school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcjxAa6a49Q/TvS40_NeVOI/AAAAAAAAEFw/C3jb1cy3FSU/s1600/firstday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcjxAa6a49Q/TvS40_NeVOI/AAAAAAAAEFw/C3jb1cy3FSU/s320/firstday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;September is a pretty special month in our house...but before I go there....I want to talk about something really important(heh)I love to recap Dancing with the Stars, and September it was coming back with a cast, that at the time I was less than happy with.&amp;nbsp; So I came up with my own &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/09/dwts-my-picks.html" target="_blank"&gt;picks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated MY birthday in September....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQDEqKR5JHw/TvS7OgNWjVI/AAAAAAAAEF8/C_1PHCL9pok/s1600/meandemmy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQDEqKR5JHw/TvS7OgNWjVI/AAAAAAAAEF8/C_1PHCL9pok/s320/meandemmy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We celebrated Kristin's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dys-RPKb5i8/TvS7iElVWtI/AAAAAAAAEGI/I8RQEvS-WgQ/s1600/kristinepicensemble2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dys-RPKb5i8/TvS7iElVWtI/AAAAAAAAEGI/I8RQEvS-WgQ/s320/kristinepicensemble2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was my 18th anniversary...even though I was convinced it was the 19th.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-do-math.html" target="_blank"&gt;I don't do math!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2YRQHNEuRk/TvS8X9o6LgI/AAAAAAAAEGU/WNbDVc0c47E/s1600/lourieandrichknotts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2YRQHNEuRk/TvS8X9o6LgI/AAAAAAAAEGU/WNbDVc0c47E/s320/lourieandrichknotts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now it's your turn to review and link up!!!&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=121849" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6224839045797410331?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6224839045797410331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6224839045797410331&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6224839045797410331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6224839045797410331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-extravaganza-week-3.html' title='Review Extravaganza Week 3'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2915553511139693655</id><published>2011-12-19T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:39:59.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Chronicles of Lourie'/><title type='text'>My Weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nUiwkXDJ6M/Tu9haH8LNOI/AAAAAAAAEEs/CMqDM_uWiSw/s1600/sicklourie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nUiwkXDJ6M/Tu9haH8LNOI/AAAAAAAAEEs/CMqDM_uWiSw/s320/sicklourie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My weekend started off like this.&amp;nbsp; I started with a sore throat on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; I was feeling kind of run down.&amp;nbsp; By Friday night (pictured) I was at death's door practically begging to be let in.&amp;nbsp; We promised the kids shopping and a visit with Santa!&amp;nbsp; I refused to break my promise no matter how horrible I felt.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, Rich was coming down with it too.&amp;nbsp; So we both just sucked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRTfpnif78o/Tu9nhTDG89I/AAAAAAAAEE0/9f8mD4gzZ_k/s1600/kidswithsanta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRTfpnif78o/Tu9nhTDG89I/AAAAAAAAEE0/9f8mD4gzZ_k/s320/kidswithsanta.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we alternated sleeping and being a parent.&amp;nbsp; Kristin was the "parent-aide" and Emily was the assistant.&amp;nbsp; Ryan was most awesome.&amp;nbsp; I called on my visiting teacher and had her bring dinner to us.&amp;nbsp; I had to drive to Orange County to pick up my nephew--because I said I would.&amp;nbsp; Luckily I was feeling much better than that!&amp;nbsp; But I was still down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church, lunch at my mom's with the fam and the driving all over the place to take one nephew one place and the other home.&amp;nbsp; What a day.&amp;nbsp; Rich was in recovery mode.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week I am taking time off from blogging...until Friday for week three of the &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-review-extraganza-rules.html"&gt;Review Extravaganza 2011!!!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I will be getting ready for Christmas, getting the house in order and catching up with all my bloggy pals!&amp;nbsp; I love you all have a wonderful week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-2915553511139693655?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2915553511139693655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2915553511139693655&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2915553511139693655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2915553511139693655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend....'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nUiwkXDJ6M/Tu9haH8LNOI/AAAAAAAAEEs/CMqDM_uWiSw/s72-c/sicklourie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-4416145080645264504</id><published>2011-12-16T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:27:48.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>RE2011 week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="5" wrap="hard"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is week two of The Review Extravaganza 2011!!&amp;nbsp; To be reminded of the rules just go &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-review-extraganza-rules.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; And remember you get an extra point for following anyone of the lovely hosts:&amp;nbsp; MOI!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/"&gt; Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mimi,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Runner Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Em of Emilisq&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janette of the Johanson Journey&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Remember to link your post and not your blog.&amp;nbsp; This week it is April, May and June!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite question in April was about Easter Eggs...or &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-like-to-call-them-spring-spheres.html"&gt;Easter Spheres!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy and I got to meet fellow blogger, Glamazon in real life!! It was most awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVJsV-NZp70/Tut_AsMqdlI/AAAAAAAAEEI/SuQEKdgJoVg/s1600/cagirlemmymomglam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVJsV-NZp70/Tut_AsMqdlI/AAAAAAAAEEI/SuQEKdgJoVg/s320/cagirlemmymomglam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I got my iPhone!&amp;nbsp; I was in Geek Heaven!&amp;nbsp; My favorite question was tied directly into a &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/05/double-parked.html"&gt;gripe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEzlYSNCeUI/Tut__9Ea9lI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/aV2UTXIC-nA/s1600/nicole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEzlYSNCeUI/Tut__9Ea9lI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/aV2UTXIC-nA/s320/nicole.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My niece had her baby shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In June we had not one, not two BUT THREE graduations!&amp;nbsp; It will be the only time it ever happens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8g5gs2SsGM/TuuAlUF3YfI/AAAAAAAAEEY/DmFntrU2k00/s1600/grads2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8g5gs2SsGM/TuuAlUF3YfI/AAAAAAAAEEY/DmFntrU2k00/s320/grads2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryan graduated from Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Kristin graduated from middle school. And Emily graduated from Elementary.&amp;nbsp; It was a crazy busy week for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite question for June was about &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-it-brain-damage.html"&gt;brain damage&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Is it ours or our kids?&amp;nbsp; You decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but never least we celebrated Emily's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PD6uU67RmQY/TuuBcvtlHwI/AAAAAAAAEEg/7OjU5932Sws/s1600/emilybirthday11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PD6uU67RmQY/TuuBcvtlHwI/AAAAAAAAEEg/7OjU5932Sws/s320/emilybirthday11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=120973" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-4416145080645264504?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/4416145080645264504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=4416145080645264504&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4416145080645264504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4416145080645264504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/re2011-week-2.html' title='RE2011 week 2'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-544355675901413610</id><published>2011-12-14T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:11:14.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>So Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="5" wrap="hard"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.itsalarkblogspot.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my blog is so random that it happened on a Thursday!&amp;nbsp; Before I get into anything totally random, I want to remind you all tomorrow is week 2 of the Review 2011 Extravaganza!&amp;nbsp; A quick refresher of the rules:&amp;nbsp; snag that button there.&amp;nbsp; Link back to all of your beautiful hosts!&amp;nbsp; ME, &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mimi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.grumpygratefulmom.com/"&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Runner Mom&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt; Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Em of Emilisq,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janette of Johanson Journey&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Then simply link your post--not your blog and viola!&amp;nbsp; It is that easy.&amp;nbsp; Plus it is lots of fun and there are prizes in the end!!!&amp;nbsp; You know you want to play along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bFFqlHuzvjA/Tuow2cdMPkI/AAAAAAAAEDw/NraRAvPOuj4/s1600/ryanmeme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bFFqlHuzvjA/Tuow2cdMPkI/AAAAAAAAEDw/NraRAvPOuj4/s320/ryanmeme.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Ryan landed on &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; at school.&amp;nbsp; This meant he got sent to the principals office.&amp;nbsp; He and some other boys were playing a game of, "Attack the Booty."&amp;nbsp; Awesome.&amp;nbsp; Things got rough.&amp;nbsp; Imagine that.&amp;nbsp; Ryan said he would tell.&amp;nbsp; The other boys said they would tell and started chasing him.&amp;nbsp; This set him off on a spiral of bad behavior and landed him in the office.&amp;nbsp; We hope this does not happen again.&amp;nbsp; He's a good guy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lT6hEUcoVBw/TuoznX1JdKI/AAAAAAAAED4/O-97LAzft0U/s1600/Image2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lT6hEUcoVBw/TuoznX1JdKI/AAAAAAAAED4/O-97LAzft0U/s320/Image2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin has finals this week.&amp;nbsp; She has math today.&amp;nbsp; The teacher is using practical math and getting goodies at the same time.&amp;nbsp; He wanted the students to bring in a recipe and also multiply the same recipe on paper by 2 1/4.&amp;nbsp; We made chocolate chip cookies.&amp;nbsp; I know this recipe by heart.&amp;nbsp; I wrote it down for her simply for the assignment.&amp;nbsp; Well.&amp;nbsp; I made a boo-boo!&amp;nbsp; It calls for two eggs.&amp;nbsp; I wrote down ONE egg.&amp;nbsp; We doubled the recipe.&amp;nbsp; I used two eggs and not FOUR!&amp;nbsp; The cookies are still tasty good.&amp;nbsp; The texture is just a little different, but not in a bad way.&amp;nbsp; It took until they were all cooked for me to figure out my error!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8gIRyVKXBY/Tuo0te5ilQI/AAAAAAAAEEA/F6u3Depv2r0/s1600/dietcoke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8gIRyVKXBY/Tuo0te5ilQI/AAAAAAAAEEA/F6u3Depv2r0/s320/dietcoke.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mistake with the eggs is just one of many I make on a regular basis round the clock!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately my family is totally used to it.&amp;nbsp; To the point, that yesterday when I was talking and saying stuff all wrong, and missing the turn to Little Middles school, she said, "Mom, you need a Diet Coke!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing one of my kids said....&amp;nbsp; This one was by Ryan...you ready?&amp;nbsp; We had roast beef for dinner on Monday.&amp;nbsp; He asked what it was, I told him it was beef.&amp;nbsp; He said, "Wouldn't it be funny if I had a shirt that said, where's the beef?"&amp;nbsp; If I had a Diet Coke then, I would've snotted it through my nose.&amp;nbsp; I was dying!&amp;nbsp; I am now making him a t-shirt that says:&amp;nbsp; Where's the beef?&amp;nbsp; LOL&amp;nbsp; Shhhh it's for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to link up tomorrow for the Review Extravaganza!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-544355675901413610?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/544355675901413610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=544355675901413610&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/544355675901413610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/544355675901413610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-random.html' title='So Random'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7536273674291353320</id><published>2011-12-13T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:09:36.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Stuff'/><title type='text'>Cactus Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJJvkvtHcVM/Tudz8m4iArI/AAAAAAAAEDg/HGhYfxzRUbA/s1600/cactusbuddies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJJvkvtHcVM/Tudz8m4iArI/AAAAAAAAEDg/HGhYfxzRUbA/s320/cactusbuddies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin has a friend.&amp;nbsp; She met &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; through The Hobbit.&amp;nbsp; One day during rehearsal they were all practicing with PVC pipes as swords, and this young man was goofing around and sort of dancing.&amp;nbsp; Kristin was puzzled, and asked, "What are you doing?"&amp;nbsp; He responded with, "I'm dancing." and then added, with the pipe&amp;nbsp; held above his head with both hands, "I feel like a cactus." and proceeded to dance like like a cactus.&amp;nbsp; And the cactus buddies were born.&amp;nbsp; For a long time I didn't know his real name.&amp;nbsp; She has names for all her friends.&amp;nbsp; It's almost like Seinfeld.&amp;nbsp; His real name: Teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday, he invited her to go Christmas shopping with him.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think of whole lot of it. His mom drove them.&amp;nbsp; He bought stuff for family and he bought stuff for her.&amp;nbsp; Yes, he likes her.&amp;nbsp; And she likes him.&amp;nbsp; It's &lt;strike&gt;very&lt;/strike&gt; a little scary for me.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful she has good moral standards.* They went and saw Santa Claus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKANRgaY2uQ/Tud3Rn4UyKI/AAAAAAAAEDo/eoal1FR8D-A/s1600/cactusbuddies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKANRgaY2uQ/Tud3Rn4UyKI/AAAAAAAAEDo/eoal1FR8D-A/s320/cactusbuddies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see happy smiles.&amp;nbsp; I see cuteness.&amp;nbsp; And I worry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;*I am in no way implying Teddy has no moral standards, as I really don't&lt;br /&gt;know him.&lt;br /&gt;What's a mom to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7536273674291353320?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7536273674291353320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7536273674291353320&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7536273674291353320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7536273674291353320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/cactus-buddies.html' title='Cactus Buddies'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJJvkvtHcVM/Tudz8m4iArI/AAAAAAAAEDg/HGhYfxzRUbA/s72-c/cactusbuddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6980608955738218260</id><published>2011-12-12T09:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:52:39.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Reality vs. Are You Serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfyTf58dtOA/TuY5mFRcT1I/AAAAAAAAEDI/Fr_ecmPc02c/s1600/kristinandmommy92597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfyTf58dtOA/TuY5mFRcT1I/AAAAAAAAEDI/Fr_ecmPc02c/s320/kristinandmommy92597.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin Sept 25, 1997 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When Kristin was born, I was surrounded by help.&amp;nbsp; And I do mean surrounded.&amp;nbsp; My mom came and stayed for almost two months.&amp;nbsp; Some might say overstay...we said please don't go!&amp;nbsp; At the time Rich was working two jobs.&amp;nbsp; I needed all the support and aid I could get.&amp;nbsp; While she was there.&amp;nbsp; Rich took his regular paternity leave plus he had leave saved up.&amp;nbsp; So he actually had a lot of time off.&amp;nbsp; His parents came in for a week.&amp;nbsp; My sister was there for a weekend and so was Rich's sister.&amp;nbsp; So when I say I was surrounded with help, I really meant it.&amp;nbsp; I could sleep if I wanted to.&amp;nbsp; I could shower if I wanted to.&amp;nbsp; It was so easy to be a Mommy.&amp;nbsp; But then, everyone left.&amp;nbsp; And Rich had to go back to work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was left alone.&amp;nbsp; All alone with a baby who was colicky.&amp;nbsp; She cried constantly.&amp;nbsp; And I was her soul provider, nurturer, everything.&amp;nbsp; Poor Rich felt mostly helpless and helped every chance he had.&amp;nbsp; It was rough.&amp;nbsp; Her first 6 months of life are basically a blur for me.&amp;nbsp; I was a train wreck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fast forward to present day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOd_3kdjNKA/TuY7ptpco2I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/OpY4RchOR7I/s1600/bearhat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOd_3kdjNKA/TuY7ptpco2I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/OpY4RchOR7I/s320/bearhat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's such a nut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay now please don't judge....the TV was just on, I was busy creating--it's a secret for now.&amp;nbsp; I will share later...like after Christmas, kthanks.&amp;nbsp; Anyway....it was The View.&amp;nbsp; And the guest was Ivanka Trump.&amp;nbsp; And their big hook was how life with baby has changed her.&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; How much has her life changed?&amp;nbsp; I have to know this.&amp;nbsp; So I turned up the TV so I could hear and went back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her new title:&amp;nbsp; MOM!&amp;nbsp; Her working title:&amp;nbsp; Executive Vice President of Development and Acquisition in the Trump Organization.&amp;nbsp; Whew, what a mouthful.&amp;nbsp; They asked her right away about Mommyhood.&amp;nbsp; Now her first response, I completely agree with.&amp;nbsp; She said that one would think with nine to ten months of preparation you could prepare, but nothing prepares you for parenthood.&amp;nbsp; She is absolutely right about that.&amp;nbsp; Nothing does.&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&amp;nbsp; And the more you think you got this thing covered the more you are going to fall flat on your face.&amp;nbsp; Eat crow. And all that humbling crap.&amp;nbsp; Then they asked her about "mommy guilt."&amp;nbsp; Oh how I hate that.&amp;nbsp; Mommy guilt is the worst.&amp;nbsp; And this is where she lost me.&amp;nbsp; She was playing golf with her husband and was only able to play two holes before she had to go home.&amp;nbsp; Oh cry me a river.&amp;nbsp; Am I wrong?&amp;nbsp; Am I cynical?&amp;nbsp; What is your opinion?&amp;nbsp; What is your mom guilt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_poCZUNuRM/TuY-pMd3I5I/AAAAAAAAEDY/PMSF6xNOFJQ/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_poCZUNuRM/TuY-pMd3I5I/AAAAAAAAEDY/PMSF6xNOFJQ/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6980608955738218260?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6980608955738218260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6980608955738218260&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6980608955738218260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6980608955738218260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/reality-vs-are-you-serious.html' title='Reality vs. Are You Serious?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfyTf58dtOA/TuY5mFRcT1I/AAAAAAAAEDI/Fr_ecmPc02c/s72-c/kristinandmommy92597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-4060242924827849091</id><published>2011-12-09T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:07:00.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>2011 Review Extravaganza!!!  Jan-March</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="5" wrap="hard"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.itsalark.blogspot.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is time to review your year!!!&amp;nbsp; And to earn points towards some great prizes from some great hosts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *wink wink*&amp;nbsp; Who is hosting?&amp;nbsp; To refresh your memory....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emmy Mom&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gUjZd2Np6Eg/SidHw7Rs1HI/AAAAAAAABSI/Jmqmpp9QLJ0/blog%20buttonSMALL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Girl&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="cagirl" border="0" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc83/eljayster/blogstuff/CAGirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em of Emilisq&lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i372.photobucket.com/albums/oo169/simplyyoursdesign/emilybutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i432.photobucket.com/albums/qq48/aprildurham23/Janae%20D/Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/Christy_button.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Janette of Johanson Journey &lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z104/danielle982/2011/Johanson%20Journey/TheJohansonJourneyBlogButton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;MiMi Living in France&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Bloggy Blog Designz"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i902.photobucket.com/albums/ac224/neuffj/Completed%20Desgnz/Button-8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Runner Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=119976" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="runner mom blog" border="0" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/244wtus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And to remind you what to do... each Friday of this month we will be reviewing 3 months of the year.&amp;nbsp; Today it is Jan, Feb, and March.&amp;nbsp; This can be done with a single post, pictures, links or all of the above.&amp;nbsp; Then link your post (not your blog) to me or any one of these lovely ladies.&amp;nbsp; You will have until Tuesday--Dec 13th to post the first review!&amp;nbsp; So don't feel you can't participate if you already posted something else today. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now for my first installment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I discovered....I am quite hilarious!&amp;nbsp; (and modest too!)&amp;nbsp; Seriously though...you decide how funny you think you I am....personally I think I am quite the comedian.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtpf6V3YYl4/TuG6QfZiViI/AAAAAAAAECk/YPflS8vqWLQ/s1600/downsized_01041113421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtpf6V3YYl4/TuG6QfZiViI/AAAAAAAAECk/YPflS8vqWLQ/s320/downsized_01041113421.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jan 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-to-do-when-you-are-bored.html"&gt;Things to do when you are bored...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/01/status-quote-january.html"&gt;The Status Quote....with my Witty commentary! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I can be serious when I need to be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/01/pour-your-heart-out.html"&gt;Depression&lt;/a&gt; is very real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMyO8n3wKgw/TuG61V8C8QI/AAAAAAAAECs/z6mK-4vaes8/s1600/IMGP6931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMyO8n3wKgw/TuG61V8C8QI/AAAAAAAAECs/z6mK-4vaes8/s320/IMGP6931.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feb. 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like to share &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/02/lifes-lessons.html"&gt;Life Lessons&lt;/a&gt;, the fact that sometimes &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/02/reality-is.html"&gt;Reality Sucks,&lt;/a&gt; and admitting that I suffer from &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/02/dds.html"&gt;DDS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqVwzz-MGvc/TuG81dJw4_I/AAAAAAAAEC8/h0uveLlOsxY/s1600/duckpond1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqVwzz-MGvc/TuG81dJw4_I/AAAAAAAAEC8/h0uveLlOsxY/s320/duckpond1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;March is loaded with birthday's in our family...but there is one very &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-11-19.html"&gt;special&lt;/a&gt; one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I talked about how cool you are if you are a&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/03/generation-x.html"&gt; GEN X&lt;/a&gt; kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And of course I had &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/03/ten-things-to-smile-about.html"&gt;TEN THINGS&lt;/a&gt; to smile about!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All right!&amp;nbsp; Now it is your turn to walk down memory lane, link up and earn chances to win prizes!!!!&amp;nbsp; What are you waiting for???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=119976" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-4060242924827849091?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/4060242924827849091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=4060242924827849091&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4060242924827849091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4060242924827849091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-review-extravaganza-jan-march.html' title='2011 Review Extravaganza!!!  Jan-March'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7522215693350825933</id><published>2011-12-08T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:40:30.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments</title><content type='html'>Santa is watching so these kids have to be on their best behavior.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here's what has been going on with the CA kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCQNE4hTLs8/TuDyPeHcgWI/AAAAAAAAECc/pC0gZbITsxo/s1600/christmas2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCQNE4hTLs8/TuDyPeHcgWI/AAAAAAAAECc/pC0gZbITsxo/s320/christmas2011.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kristin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a 3.0 GPA!&amp;nbsp; She sweated for this one.&amp;nbsp; And we couldn't be prouder.&amp;nbsp; Not only that, but....drum roll please.... she stepped far out of her comfort zone and auditioned for the musical.&amp;nbsp; We will not know if she has been cast until Friday.&amp;nbsp; And if not, she is going to try out for ensemble.&amp;nbsp; I love her courage.&amp;nbsp; She has really grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blows me away sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Each night this week, she has sat quietly and done her homework.&amp;nbsp; All of it.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; She is not a homework kid.&amp;nbsp; We fight it.&amp;nbsp; It's a horrible battle with tears, yelling and bribery.&amp;nbsp; It's ugly.&amp;nbsp; So to see her sit and just do it is awesome.&amp;nbsp; Not only that, she showed her sweeter side yesterday and this morning.&amp;nbsp; She wanted to make sure her sister got some of the cookies I bought--they got eaten up and gone in one day.&amp;nbsp; She also wanted to make sure Ryan was okay--he had to go to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; He is fine--swollen tonsils but no infection.&amp;nbsp; Just her genuine concern for her siblings touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has passed level one of his "rainbow" words and is now on level two.&amp;nbsp; I went over them with him and was so impressed with how easily he read them.&amp;nbsp; He said, "Mom they are the same!"&amp;nbsp; Some of them are the same but there are new ones too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Link up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt;KMama&lt;/a&gt; to share your Proud Mommy Moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7522215693350825933?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7522215693350825933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7522215693350825933&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7522215693350825933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7522215693350825933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/proud-mommy-moments.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCQNE4hTLs8/TuDyPeHcgWI/AAAAAAAAECc/pC0gZbITsxo/s72-c/christmas2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3582730137488698108</id><published>2011-12-06T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:09:55.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Signs of a Weak Mind</title><content type='html'>My mind is weak.&amp;nbsp; People might mistake my weak brain for that of stupidity.&amp;nbsp; So clear up any confusion of stupidity and weakness, you need to go and see &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/p5ZkdHImCuQ"&gt;this link.&lt;/a&gt;...embedding has been disabled.&amp;nbsp; Boo.&amp;nbsp; But go see it.&amp;nbsp; It's fun.&amp;nbsp; I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are clear as to what is stupid....let me tell you what are some signs of a weak mind.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing a loved ones ring tone in the early morning, waking you up.&amp;nbsp; Only to realize that your phone was on silent, and said loved one didn't even butt dial you.&amp;nbsp; You know this because you texted them and asked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to put your oatmeal in the fridge to heat it up--as if it were the microwave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saying "breakfast" when you mean "dinner" trying again only to say "lunch" and finally giving up and saying "food" because it is food after all!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paying a bill twice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forgetting when a bill is due&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing a request from a child--like 25 times--and still forgetting to follow through with it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leaving laundry in the dryer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leaving laundry in the washer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forgetting to put the mayonaise back in the fridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Losing the remote for the umpteenth time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;These are just a few signs of a weak mind.&amp;nbsp; Or a sleep deprived mind.&amp;nbsp; What are some that I may have missed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-3582730137488698108?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3582730137488698108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3582730137488698108&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3582730137488698108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3582730137488698108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/signs-of-weak-mind.html' title='Signs of a Weak Mind'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-4549360600994509987</id><published>2011-12-05T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:21:34.435-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zVc9A0xsXc/Ttz6UjWs2uI/AAAAAAAAECM/b2exMmxIe1s/s1600/charliexmas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zVc9A0xsXc/Ttz6UjWs2uI/AAAAAAAAECM/b2exMmxIe1s/s320/charliexmas1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tis the season of Christmas specials.&amp;nbsp; I love them.&amp;nbsp; Of course I do.&amp;nbsp; I grew up with them.&amp;nbsp; I looked forward each season to seeing them.&amp;nbsp; And sure you can buy them on DVD and enjoy them any time you time you want, but really where is the fun in that???&amp;nbsp; It's more fun to anticipate and wait for it to be on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the Peanuts gang is on to teach us the true meaning of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I love this one, because it really does.&amp;nbsp; It's not about presents.&amp;nbsp; It's not about lights and Santa.&amp;nbsp; It's about the birth of our Savoir.&amp;nbsp; Ironically, it was the creator's least favorite special.&amp;nbsp; He said the animation was poor.&amp;nbsp; But everyone loves it most.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The message is simple and true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I enjoy the lighter and more child-like specials as well:&amp;nbsp; Rudolph.&amp;nbsp; (It's already been on!)&amp;nbsp; Santa Claus is Comin' to Town.&amp;nbsp; It's been on but will be on again on ABC Family.&amp;nbsp; I like some of the newer ones too:&amp;nbsp; Prep and Landing and Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.&amp;nbsp; But I think the biggest treat is watching them with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite Holiday Special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLwyz9kU1Es/Ttz9LCvJ9QI/AAAAAAAAECU/fTmc3CYKhWY/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLwyz9kU1Es/Ttz9LCvJ9QI/AAAAAAAAECU/fTmc3CYKhWY/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-4549360600994509987?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/4549360600994509987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=4549360600994509987&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4549360600994509987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4549360600994509987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zVc9A0xsXc/Ttz6UjWs2uI/AAAAAAAAECM/b2exMmxIe1s/s72-c/charliexmas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5596727791057111703</id><published>2011-12-02T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:02:30.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>2011 Review Extraganza--The Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;All right are you ready for this?  I am so excited about this year's Review Extravaganza that is going to be begin NEXT Friday! So today I am telling you all the rules and nitty gritty.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the 2011 Review Extravaganza?&lt;/span&gt; It is your chance to write up some posts and recap what happened during the year. You can put your favorite pictures, tell your favorite stories, link back to your favorite posts, however you want.  That way if you had a slow month, since we will be reviewing three months at a time it will be just fine.  And it does not matter if you did not blog during any of the months- after all you still were living so something had to happen./Starting next Friday- you can come here or to any of the other bloggers hosting this extravaganza (whom I will list here soon) and link up your post. You only need to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;link up at one location&lt;/span&gt; as it will show up on each of the lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday the 9th, you will link up with your recap about January, February and March.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday the 16th-link up with recap of April, May and June.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday the 23rd-link up with recap of July, August and September.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday the 30th-link up with recap of October, November and December.See how nicely that works out-by the time it is December's recap, December will be practically  over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; have to write your post on Friday, you can write it any day that week, that is just the day to link up.  And you will have a few extra days to link up- until Wednesday.  When you link up, make sure you put a link to your post and not just your blog in general. ((To do this, just click on the title of your post and then you can copy all that www gibberish that is in your browser bar))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the Extravaganza part! Every time you link up with a recap AND include the cute little button you will get entered into the drawing. Link up on the 9th and get an entry, the 16th and get another entry, etc., with a total of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 possible entries&lt;/span&gt;. When all is said and done, I will let random.org do the dirty work and pick a winner and what will you win?   Each of the hosts- all 8 of us will personally pick a present for the winner- so imagine getting 8 pacakges filled with something just for you!! You can also receive some bonus entries- if you follow through GFC all of the hosts of the blog you can receive a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bonus 5th entry&lt;/span&gt;.   Once you are following all of the fabulous hosts come back to THIS post on my blog and leave a comment telling me that you following everyone. So who are the hosts?In no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emmy Mom&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gUjZd2Np6Eg/SidHw7Rs1HI/AAAAAAAABSI/Jmqmpp9QLJ0/blog%20buttonSMALL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;California Girl&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="cagirl" border="0" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc83/eljayster/blogstuff/CAGirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em of Emilisq&lt;a href="http://gibsonfamilyof3.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i372.photobucket.com/albums/oo169/simplyyoursdesign/emilybutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grumpy Grateful Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://grumpygratefulmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i432.photobucket.com/albums/qq48/aprildurham23/Janae%20D/Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/Christy_button.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Janette of Johanson Journey &lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://thejohansonjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z104/danielle982/2011/Johanson%20Journey/TheJohansonJourneyBlogButton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;MiMi Living in France&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Bloggy Blog Designz"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i902.photobucket.com/albums/ac224/neuffj/Completed%20Desgnz/Button-8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Runner Mom&lt;a href="http://www.runnermom-jen.blogspot.com%20/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="runner mom blog" border="0" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/244wtus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All great ladies you should definitely read!  So to break it down really simply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link up each Friday with your recap-- you will have between Friday to the following Tuesday to link up for it to count for points&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receive 1 point for every week you link up -button &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; be in your post (4 possible)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receive 1 bonus point for following all of the hosts blog (1 pt) -leave a comment stating you are following on THIS post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are the winner receive 8 gifts picked just for you! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Any questions feel free to ask as we want this to be a great experience for everyone!  So get your recaps ready and join in next Friday for the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="5" wrap="hard"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&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/5243779065169722919-5596727791057111703?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5596727791057111703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5596727791057111703&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5596727791057111703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5596727791057111703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-review-extraganza-rules.html' title='2011 Review Extraganza--The Rules'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gUjZd2Np6Eg/SidHw7Rs1HI/AAAAAAAABSI/Jmqmpp9QLJ0/s72-c/blog%20buttonSMALL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3239778267280503819</id><published>2011-11-30T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:52:22.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Want to Know'/><title type='text'>We Want to Know--Jobs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's We want to know wednesday with your Fabulous Hosts, &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi &lt;/a&gt;(she's on a break),&lt;a href="http://houseofcline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Queso&lt;/a&gt; (she's asking the questions this week) and &lt;a href="http://crazymamaof6.blogspot.com/"&gt;CRAZYMAMA&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Take a break from the housework and link on up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week&lt;a href="http://houseofcline.blogspot.com/"&gt; Queso&lt;/a&gt; want's to know all about your job history. Here are the Questions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. what is the worst job you have ever had?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. have you ever been fired?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. what would your dream job be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. what did you want to be when you "grew up"?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. how old were you when you got your first job?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What is the worst job you ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Waitress.&amp;nbsp; That is a brutal job.&amp;nbsp; People are horrible and do things to screw with the server.&amp;nbsp; You can run your tail off and be left with a dollar tip or simply be stiffed.&amp;nbsp; Some service is bad but there is no excuse to be rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Have you ever been fired?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yes and no.&amp;nbsp; I could not stand my boss at the time.&amp;nbsp; She was ...a horrible woman.&amp;nbsp; The Wicked Witch of the West is a fairy princess compared to her.&amp;nbsp; She berated&amp;nbsp; me in front of dozens of customers.&amp;nbsp; I felt about 2 inches tall and the customers were on my side; telling me after she had left that she was way out of line. Instead of giving notice, I simply did not show up for a meeting that was mandatory.&amp;nbsp; I was engaged to Rich and he was about to go on a two month patrol.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to spend more time with him than go to her stupid #$$ meeting.&amp;nbsp; I came back the following day and dropped my smock into her bony old lady hands with a pretty smug look on my face.&amp;nbsp; I could have cared less.&amp;nbsp; I said nothing, just held out my hand for my final check.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Being paid to write...like the DWTS recaps.&amp;nbsp; Being paid to write period.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What did you want to be when you "grew up?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Two choices:&amp;nbsp; A teacher...cause I had some cool ones.&amp;nbsp; And a doctor.&amp;nbsp; Cause growing up I had the best doc ever!&amp;nbsp; Now...why didn't that happen?&amp;nbsp; I am not good with other people's children...especially in great numbers too much noise and chaos from the little ankle biters.&amp;nbsp; That and germs.&amp;nbsp; I am not thrilled with germy stuff.&amp;nbsp; Kids are loaded with them.&amp;nbsp; And so are sick people.&amp;nbsp; Ewwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: tahoma,'new york',times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; How old were you when you got your first job?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ummmm.... 16 or 17.&amp;nbsp; I can't remember the year.&amp;nbsp; That would tell me.&amp;nbsp; I worked at Target.&amp;nbsp; I started for the Christmas season and they kept me on.&amp;nbsp; It was great, money and a discount!&amp;nbsp; Woot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Now it's your turn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-3239778267280503819?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3239778267280503819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3239778267280503819&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3239778267280503819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3239778267280503819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-want-to-know-jobs.html' title='We Want to Know--Jobs!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7461425863611745896</id><published>2011-11-29T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:08:42.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten Things'/><title type='text'>Ten Things Nov. 2011</title><content type='html'>Last month our Bishop challenged us to write one thing we were thankful for each day over the course of the next 30 days.&amp;nbsp; My mom and I did this, and emailed our list to each other every night.&amp;nbsp; Some days it was simple stuff:&amp;nbsp; no rehearsal for Kristin.&amp;nbsp; That was one less car ride for me.&amp;nbsp; Other times it was gratitude for shelter.&amp;nbsp; I picked simple things most days.&amp;nbsp; It was a good assignment.&amp;nbsp; And of our own accord, we are doing it again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it is time to reflect on just Ten Things to smile about for the month of November.&amp;nbsp; And to link up with my BFF &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad218/acrosscreative/emmymomsmilebutton200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l0uUIRAXww/TtUZKi8ALDI/AAAAAAAAEBs/PEhj4HkFT44/s1600/emilygogold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l0uUIRAXww/TtUZKi8ALDI/AAAAAAAAEBs/PEhj4HkFT44/s320/emilygogold.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Emily earned a gold certificate as she leveled up in state testing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf1s3KiLHNI/TtUZ8kCRjqI/AAAAAAAAEB0/G3ediWWflZY/s1600/Ryanruns.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf1s3KiLHNI/TtUZ8kCRjqI/AAAAAAAAEB0/G3ediWWflZY/s320/Ryanruns.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Ryan reading double the amount of wpm for a first grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp; All three kids having good dental check ups...no cavities.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Feeling the Christmas spirit even before Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uTxk8A_7a9Y" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My all time favorite commercial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp; Learning that one of Ryan's friends lives just two doors down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Taking Ryan and Emily Christmas shopping (at the Dollar Tree) so that they could buy presents just like their sister did with her babysitting money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxXvvEjayP4/TtUetfFFtvI/AAAAAAAAEB8/n4akVuoS0vU/s1600/IMGP8085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxXvvEjayP4/TtUetfFFtvI/AAAAAAAAEB8/n4akVuoS0vU/s320/IMGP8085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; My turkey that literally filled and spilled out of the roasting pan.&amp;nbsp; All 24 pounds of him.&amp;nbsp; He was super moist and delicious.&amp;nbsp; A shout out to Emmy for introducing me to brinning last year!&amp;nbsp; If you haven't done it...do!&amp;nbsp; YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; It was a smaller Thanksgiving--we only had 13...14 if you count the baby...but it was still wonderful being with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ1IfOQuf_8/TtUfP1pPOkI/AAAAAAAAECE/m58DRKInFzQ/s1600/IMGP8089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ1IfOQuf_8/TtUfP1pPOkI/AAAAAAAAECE/m58DRKInFzQ/s320/IMGP8089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Zumba....yes I am totally thankful for it.&amp;nbsp; I am also thankful I can go twice a week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Christmas music.&amp;nbsp; I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7461425863611745896?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7461425863611745896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7461425863611745896&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7461425863611745896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7461425863611745896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/ten-things-nov-2011.html' title='Ten Things Nov. 2011'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l0uUIRAXww/TtUZKi8ALDI/AAAAAAAAEBs/PEhj4HkFT44/s72-c/emilygogold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7779819106135683046</id><published>2011-11-28T09:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T09:36:10.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Peace On Earth, Good Will Toward Men</title><content type='html'>Peace on earth and good will toward men is the creed in which we claim to live by...at Christmas time.&amp;nbsp; And every year it is said we should keep that with us all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what the heck is Black Friday doing to us?&amp;nbsp; It used to be stores opened at 5AM and people shopped all day.&amp;nbsp; ALL DAY.&amp;nbsp; I have worked a few Black Friday's in my time.&amp;nbsp; The last one was the most unpleasant one.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps because I was tired.&amp;nbsp; Or because the people were grouchier.&amp;nbsp; Stores started opening earlier.&amp;nbsp; They now must compete with cyber deals.&amp;nbsp; And now they are opening on Thanksgiving and taking people away from their families all for the sake of the once mighty dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B2nOwJTL49U" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; The waffle iron riot is positively revolting.&amp;nbsp; Is that what people have become.&amp;nbsp; A pack of wild coyotes fighting over the last piece of meat.&amp;nbsp; My sister and niece went out Thursday night and Friday morning, and my sister witnessed a little girl nearly being trampled while grown men and women fought for the $1.99 dvd's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YOVD-m8urJU" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What the heck is wrong with people?&amp;nbsp; All to maybe save a buck or two.&amp;nbsp; I'd much rather sleep in--which I did.&amp;nbsp; I would much rather kick back and hang out with my family and decorate the tree.&amp;nbsp; Which we did.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully the lunatics were gone.&amp;nbsp; However, I was greeted with a flat tire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLIvDiJtjOY/TtPEXHPVSTI/AAAAAAAAEBc/zqWEfObcc6c/s1600/flattire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLIvDiJtjOY/TtPEXHPVSTI/AAAAAAAAEBc/zqWEfObcc6c/s320/flattire.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luckily I had not got too far from home.&amp;nbsp; Rich was able to walk down the hill with Ryan and take care of me.&amp;nbsp; But in all that time on the side of the road during this time of "peace of on earth" and "good will toward men" only ONE person pulled over.&amp;nbsp; And that one person knows us.&amp;nbsp; Are people really thinking of peace and good will?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30T57vXQDfs/TtPGWQdD6HI/AAAAAAAAEBk/bnDoQlCZkCY/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30T57vXQDfs/TtPGWQdD6HI/AAAAAAAAEBk/bnDoQlCZkCY/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7779819106135683046?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7779819106135683046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7779819106135683046&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7779819106135683046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7779819106135683046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/peace-on-earth-good-will-toward-men.html' title='Peace On Earth, Good Will Toward Men'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B2nOwJTL49U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-25958994708306874</id><published>2011-11-23T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T07:00:03.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>Dancing With the Stars--Finals</title><content type='html'>Due to time constraints, I am not going to go into great detail with my final recap.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to remember if they ever held them the week of Thanksgiving before and I honestly think they haven't.&amp;nbsp; I am crazy busy right now getting the food ready and my house and entertaining kids.&amp;nbsp; Plus, we have new neighbors who just happen to have a kid who is in Ryan's class.&amp;nbsp; Great!&amp;nbsp; Yes...and no.&amp;nbsp; Another blog for another day because it is time for Dancing with the Stars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really was fooled by this entire season.&amp;nbsp; I thought who are these people??&amp;nbsp; There were a couple I knew:&amp;nbsp; Ricki Lake and Carson Kressley.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea who JR Martinez was but I was immediately drawn to him because of his bright spirit and his incredible story.&amp;nbsp; I could have cared less about rich boy Rob Kardashian when it started. And yet as the weeks went on, he let his true self come to the surface and he blossomed into a true gentleman whom I could honestly root for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night the three remaining couples each danced a new dance and the ever crucial freestyle.&amp;nbsp; This dance can make or break you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8w5Nq-kOKk/Ts0CQTtYPaI/AAAAAAAAEA8/IilHjEQioKM/s1600/dwtsrickiandderek10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8w5Nq-kOKk/Ts0CQTtYPaI/AAAAAAAAEA8/IilHjEQioKM/s320/dwtsrickiandderek10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ricki and Derek's freestyle did not disappoint.&amp;nbsp; It began with Ricki bursting through a photo of herself from when this season started.&amp;nbsp; The transformation is positively amazing.&amp;nbsp; She has easily lost 50 pounds.&amp;nbsp; Their dance was high energy with lifts(typical with Derek) and ended with him spinning her --to the point where she was a little dizzy--so good thing the dance was over!&amp;nbsp; It was a good dance.&amp;nbsp; The judges each raved about their freestyle and gave them high marks.&amp;nbsp; No ten's though.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dv35C3hIOY/Ts0Dcl4C18I/AAAAAAAAEBE/U5b4LgY0wwQ/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dv35C3hIOY/Ts0Dcl4C18I/AAAAAAAAEBE/U5b4LgY0wwQ/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then came Rob and Cheryl.&amp;nbsp; She was smart and started the dance off slow like a waltz as this is his strength.&amp;nbsp; And then she kicked it up.&amp;nbsp; It was like old timey dancing.&amp;nbsp; And he was having a blast.&amp;nbsp; Not only was he having such a good time he was doing amazing.&amp;nbsp; Their dance, to me, was the superior dance...at this point.&amp;nbsp; I still had not seen JR and Karina.&amp;nbsp; But they had a lot to live up to.&amp;nbsp; The judges gave them perfect scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_D7V6OGnT9A/Ts0EU5xJC4I/AAAAAAAAEBM/U8i3wNg9Nic/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_D7V6OGnT9A/Ts0EU5xJC4I/AAAAAAAAEBM/U8i3wNg9Nic/s320/dwtsjrandkarina10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR and Karina, the fan favorites.&amp;nbsp; First let me say, their first dance they got low scores.&amp;nbsp; The judges tore them up.&amp;nbsp; JR later promises Karina he will get her that win.&amp;nbsp; (She has never won the mirror ball)&amp;nbsp; I do not like the music at all.&amp;nbsp; Music aside, the dance itself was great.&amp;nbsp; I am not going to let a little thing like a song steal votes--it totally didn't.&amp;nbsp; I voted for them.&amp;nbsp; But here's the rub.&amp;nbsp; I liked all three of them!!!&amp;nbsp; After seeing all three freestyles, I was convinced Rob and Cheryl had it in the bag.&amp;nbsp; Their freestyle, in my humble opinion was the best one.&amp;nbsp; Remember freestyle will make or break you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night all the couples returned and danced.&amp;nbsp; It was fun seeing everyone.&amp;nbsp; Carson danced with Anna, and Maks, and Anna and a few other guys.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious.&amp;nbsp; Chaz, Lacey and Lacey's Dad all danced.&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&amp;nbsp; David and Kym danced with a whole crew and he had a blast.&amp;nbsp; But the three remaining had to dance one more and then it would be decided who took third.&amp;nbsp; After that, the last two couples would dance off for the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricki and Derek danced their Psycho dance.&amp;nbsp; It was really good. Again.&amp;nbsp; Rob wanted to do the Fox Trot--the dance he dedicated to his dad. And JR and Karina danced their original jive which Len had called too much Lindy.&amp;nbsp; All were amazing.&amp;nbsp; So glad I didn't have to call it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In third place.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricki and Derek.&amp;nbsp; SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it is JR and Karina and Rob and Cheryl dancing off in a Samba.&amp;nbsp; Between points and votes it comes down to....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omZf5hLkpa4/Ts0G9SK0yQI/AAAAAAAAEBU/UkiVCWGmSeE/s1600/dwtsjrandkarinachamps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omZf5hLkpa4/Ts0G9SK0yQI/AAAAAAAAEBU/UkiVCWGmSeE/s320/dwtsjrandkarinachamps.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR AND KARINA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(with a one point difference in the judges totals)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be back with my DWTS recaps March 19, 2012!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-25958994708306874?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/25958994708306874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=25958994708306874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/25958994708306874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/25958994708306874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/dancing-with-stars-finals.html' title='Dancing With the Stars--Finals'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8w5Nq-kOKk/Ts0CQTtYPaI/AAAAAAAAEA8/IilHjEQioKM/s72-c/dwtsrickiandderek10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7620618285838622374</id><published>2011-11-22T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:45:39.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>What's On Your Plate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_g0tAvLRSk/TsvZiicXqnI/AAAAAAAAEA0/bcWaN1Cumyc/s1600/thanksgiving-plate-ENTERT1106-de.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_g0tAvLRSk/TsvZiicXqnI/AAAAAAAAEA0/bcWaN1Cumyc/s320/thanksgiving-plate-ENTERT1106-de.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey day is just two days away.&amp;nbsp; For some it can be one the most scariest days of the year as it is perhaps the biggest gorge fest of the year.&amp;nbsp; It was fine to do this when our forefathers sat down to feast with the Natives because it truly was a feast of great thanks.&amp;nbsp; They also didn't have McDonald's at every corner, cars, and the technology that glues our hind quarters down.&amp;nbsp; So this feast was acceptable to ... well... feast upon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/templates/gateway/gateway_dyn_3col.aspx?pageid=1217911"&gt;Weight Watchers &lt;/a&gt;last week we talked about how to plan for Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; What is going on our plate.&amp;nbsp; And not just that.&amp;nbsp; Have a good breakfast that morning.&amp;nbsp; When is dinner that day?&amp;nbsp; Do you eat in the afternoon?&amp;nbsp; Or do you have it at a more normal dinner time?&amp;nbsp; Keep your stomach satisfied with your regular meals.&amp;nbsp; Eat fruits and veggies through out the day.&amp;nbsp; Are you a guest?&amp;nbsp; Bring something that you know isn't high in calories and fat--but don't tell anyone.&amp;nbsp; That's your secret.&amp;nbsp; Are you the chef?&amp;nbsp; Instead of you being the taster, assign someone else the task.&amp;nbsp; You chew some gum:&amp;nbsp; POLAR ICE by EXTRA will keep you out of everything.&amp;nbsp; How about adding some movement this week?&amp;nbsp; I am going to Zumba today.&amp;nbsp; How about a walk or a game of tag football on the big day.&amp;nbsp; Just don't lock yourself out of the house the way they did on FRIENDS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to see the total points values of all the food for the day.&amp;nbsp; Rather than go into the great explanation of points, I will simply link you to a &lt;a href="http://walking.about.com/library/cal/blthanksgivingcalories.htm"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; that counts calories.&amp;nbsp; Now &lt;a href="http://walking.about.com/library/cal/blthanksgivingcalories.htm"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; is awesome.&amp;nbsp; It gives you a list of all the possible foods and drinks you may be having on Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; You check the items you will be having and then hit calculate.&amp;nbsp; It gives your grand total and even tells you how much exercise you will have to do--that is the scary part.&amp;nbsp; But guess what?&amp;nbsp; It is offering full serving sizes.&amp;nbsp; I am not planning on taking 1/2 cup of stuffing, 1/2 cup of mashed potatoes, and 1/2 cup of yams.&amp;nbsp; I am planning on about 1/2 of each of those.&amp;nbsp; Or less.&amp;nbsp; I want the rolls.&amp;nbsp; I want room for pie.&amp;nbsp; All those foods will fill up your plate fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat slowly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy the conversations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;use a smaller fork&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;use a smaller plate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you take a nice deep breath(sigh) it's your body's way of saying I am done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7620618285838622374?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7620618285838622374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7620618285838622374&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7620618285838622374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7620618285838622374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-on-your-plate.html' title='What&apos;s On Your Plate?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_g0tAvLRSk/TsvZiicXqnI/AAAAAAAAEA0/bcWaN1Cumyc/s72-c/thanksgiving-plate-ENTERT1106-de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5169181139799114877</id><published>2011-11-21T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:57:51.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Extravaganza 2011'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peak?</title><content type='html'>Did you happen to notice the button on my sidebar?&amp;nbsp; What? You didn't?&amp;nbsp; I will show you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsalark.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/2011buttonblue200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you were here last year you may remember we hosted this fantastic way to recap to the year!&amp;nbsp; Here's one of my recaps &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-review-extravaganza_23.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; So you see all those fabulous names listed on that button?&amp;nbsp; They are your gracious and humble hosts this year!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the 2011 Review Extravaganza? &lt;/span&gt; It is your chance to write up some posts and recap what happened throughout  the year.  You can put your favorite pictures, tell your favorite   stories, link back to your favorite posts, really however you want to do it.      And just in case you had some slow months, we will be reviewing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three   months at a time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will begin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, December 9th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday the 9th&lt;/span&gt;, you will link up with your recap about January, February and March.&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 16th-link up with recap of April, May and June.&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 23rd-link up with recap of July, August and September.&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 30th-link up with recap of October, November and December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you the best part-- there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prizes involved&lt;/span&gt;-- 8 prizes in fact!   A personal prize will be picked by each of our hosts for the winner.  And how do you win?   Every week that you link up with your review you get a point- and the more points you have the more time your name is thrown into the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week the other hosts and I will break down the nitty gritty of all the rules and introduce you to all of the lovely ladies hosting this extravaganza.   Set your Fridays in December aside as you are not going to want to miss this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5169181139799114877?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5169181139799114877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5169181139799114877&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5169181139799114877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5169181139799114877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak Peak?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/2011%20Blog%20Pictures/th_2011buttonblue200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1217829141659546876</id><published>2011-11-18T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:51:52.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>A Typical Week CA Girl Style</title><content type='html'>What is a typical week for you?&amp;nbsp; A typical week for me goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&amp;nbsp; Take the kids to school.&amp;nbsp; Take the man to work.&amp;nbsp; I usually end up running an errand or have an appointment on this day.&amp;nbsp; It's early release for the two younger kids and they get out five minutes apart and the schools are 2 miles apart.&amp;nbsp; Who set this up?&amp;nbsp; After I get them home I have about a 30 minute break before picking up the teen.&amp;nbsp; Come home for a small break, homework, dinner, dishes and pick up the man. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is similar, but add in Weight Watchers and usually a Wal-Mart trip. The kids all get out at the same time...well let me rephrase that...they get out at 2:45(elementary and high school) and 3:10 Middle school.&amp;nbsp; Homework is in there, dinner, dishes, DWTS recap, picking up the man and finish that recap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&amp;nbsp; Husband and kids all need to be to school/work between 8:30 and 9.&amp;nbsp; I like to keep Wednesday's open for working at home. But they are usually crowded out by last minute errands, appointments, grocery trips, business calls, etc.&amp;nbsp; Pick up kids blah blah.&amp;nbsp; Husband gets off at the dinner hour so teen has to finish up dinner.&amp;nbsp; Come home to make sure homework and dishes are completed before bedtimes are enforced. And collapse in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&amp;nbsp; My regular shopping day.&amp;nbsp; Plus everyone to work and school.&amp;nbsp; Shopping knocks me out!&amp;nbsp; Maybe it is because I am always running.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it is because I am wimp.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it is, by the time I am done, I am DONE!&amp;nbsp; Sit and have lunch and then I just sit!&amp;nbsp; But then I am back in the van!&amp;nbsp; I swear sometimes I live there!&amp;nbsp; Kids. Homework.&amp;nbsp; Dinner.&amp;nbsp; Husband.&amp;nbsp; Bed times...collapse again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday comes and I am ready for it be Saturday!!!&amp;nbsp; No taxiing.&amp;nbsp; No lunch making...what?&amp;nbsp; I didn't mention that?&amp;nbsp; Shoot.&amp;nbsp; I do that.&amp;nbsp; Did you notice I didn't mention the laundry.&amp;nbsp; Yeah I do it on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I do not take time for me?&amp;nbsp; Almost!&amp;nbsp; I do go to Zumba and Weight Watchers.&amp;nbsp; Those are mine.&amp;nbsp; I just lead a very crazy busy hectic life. I am sure one day it will slow down, and I will wonder where all the time went.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I will be busy busy busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a typical week for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Me2KJaO1T1s/TsaacN_RPRI/AAAAAAAAEAo/JU8FZvlclmI/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Me2KJaO1T1s/TsaacN_RPRI/AAAAAAAAEAo/JU8FZvlclmI/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&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/5243779065169722919-1217829141659546876?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1217829141659546876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1217829141659546876&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1217829141659546876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1217829141659546876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/typical-week-ca-girl-style.html' title='A Typical Week CA Girl Style'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Me2KJaO1T1s/TsaacN_RPRI/AAAAAAAAEAo/JU8FZvlclmI/s72-c/question2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5110710630418537541</id><published>2011-11-17T09:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:05:01.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy  Moments-Academics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's time for Proud Mommy Moments with EmmyMom and KMama and have I got some proud moments to &lt;strike&gt;brag about&lt;/strike&gt; share with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's start with my Little Middle...Emily.&amp;nbsp; Miss Em as we often call her struggles so much in school but she is fierce and she works hard.&amp;nbsp; And she has a team of people working with her.&amp;nbsp; And it has paid off because she has leveled up in the state testing.&amp;nbsp; Yeah those horrible state tests that the kids take every year.&amp;nbsp; I hate those!&amp;nbsp; But she was among the highest scoring in her class!!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; Go Emily!&amp;nbsp; Well she got an award for her achievements!&amp;nbsp; Go girl!&amp;nbsp; See!&amp;nbsp; Hard work does pay.&amp;nbsp; You can do it!&amp;nbsp; We are so proud of our fierce girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12mXljUeROU/TsVKvVtSwVI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/D3ov8Ol_MNM/s1600/emilygogold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12mXljUeROU/TsVKvVtSwVI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/D3ov8Ol_MNM/s320/emilygogold.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9oMlj4NlO0/TsVK2hZ5u2I/AAAAAAAAEAY/NxSeV4dxd58/s1600/emcertificate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9oMlj4NlO0/TsVK2hZ5u2I/AAAAAAAAEAY/NxSeV4dxd58/s320/emcertificate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But that is not all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have one more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a parent teacher conference earlier this week with Ryan's teacher.&amp;nbsp; I went in knowing that there would be lots of talk about his behavior.&amp;nbsp; It was absolutely hilarious because she was actually apologizing to me because she knows he is not a bad kid.&amp;nbsp; We talked about his stress issues and anxieties and about how he just gets super busy.&amp;nbsp; Hehe.&amp;nbsp; We talked about some ideas to help him improve.&amp;nbsp; And since our talk he has had better days.&amp;nbsp; But that is not the brag...no...the brag is this....are you ready???&amp;nbsp; Ryan is in the first grade...age 6--he is also one of the youngest in his class--I have to make this brag really count!&amp;nbsp; First graders should be able to read 35 words per minute.&amp;nbsp; Ryan can read 71.&amp;nbsp; Yep!&amp;nbsp; 71!&amp;nbsp; I almost fell off my chair when she told me that.&amp;nbsp; She also told me he is top of the class academically.&amp;nbsp; Yeah I was proud.&amp;nbsp; I am proud of both my babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MgyNYoSHTM/TsVMlrA_3MI/AAAAAAAAEAg/OXz___5hCxQ/s1600/ryandemily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MgyNYoSHTM/TsVMlrA_3MI/AAAAAAAAEAg/OXz___5hCxQ/s320/ryandemily.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5110710630418537541?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5110710630418537541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5110710630418537541&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5110710630418537541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5110710630418537541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/proud-mommy-moments-academics.html' title='Proud Mommy  Moments-Academics'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12mXljUeROU/TsVKvVtSwVI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/D3ov8Ol_MNM/s72-c/emilygogold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5855406187379364718</id><published>2011-11-16T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:20:58.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>Dancing with the Stars--Semi Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8G6JLh8hJg/TsNVXrJYhpI/AAAAAAAAD-4/UinL9Cli-Rc/s1600/dwtsweek9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8G6JLh8hJg/TsNVXrJYhpI/AAAAAAAAD-4/UinL9Cli-Rc/s320/dwtsweek9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight it is the semi finals, and the four remaining couples are dancing two dances PLUS a cha-cha relay where each couple will dance a segment of the Cha-cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW_zHZMRI64/TsNWpixezhI/AAAAAAAAD_I/TIF69cVqnYE/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW_zHZMRI64/TsNWpixezhI/AAAAAAAAD_I/TIF69cVqnYE/s320/dwtshopeandmaks9a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope has THIRTEEN anchors in her shoulder.&amp;nbsp; Yes you read that right.&amp;nbsp; Thirteen.&amp;nbsp; She was in a lot of pain.&amp;nbsp; And you know, for an athlete to admit any kind of pain it's bad.&amp;nbsp; She called her doctor in to give some shots which she was saving for the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Paso Doble was powerful, perhaps too much.&amp;nbsp; It started with Hope chained at the wrists.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Hope has come out of her shell but now she has an attitude. Hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said she had attitude and aggression,but there was so much aggression and attaack it lacked finesse and control.&amp;nbsp; (I actually agree with Len????)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said she was unchained and untamed, but that she went so far she lacked artistry.&amp;nbsp; He pointed out that control is as important as energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann told her she had the character of the dance in the zone, but that in the holds she lost the shaping.&amp;nbsp; She said the character took over.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSewPpQLYvw/TsNX1av-pgI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/z0G1QOqw_u8/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSewPpQLYvw/TsNX1av-pgI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/z0G1QOqw_u8/s320/dwtsjrandkarina9a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JR got hurt during rehearsal of their Paso Doble.&amp;nbsp; He landed wrong and rolled his ankle.&amp;nbsp; It was not a pretty sight.&amp;nbsp; Karina refused to let him run the dance any more because he was limping.&amp;nbsp; Ice and wrapping.&amp;nbsp; It definitely effected his performance.&amp;nbsp; He pushed through it and gave it all he had.&amp;nbsp; I could tell how much it effected him physically and mentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said he could feel the thrill and excitement of the chase. He warned him about posture(due to his injury) and how it wasn't quite there. He said the performance wasn't as good as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she gave him so much credit for attacking that with a hurt ankle, but she agreed that the posture did suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len gave the "Certain dances suit you other don't." speech and mentioned the posture as well.&amp;nbsp; Then he said the dance was more Zero, than Zorro! Dang, Len!&amp;nbsp; Way to kick a guy when he is down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDmiKX6lEFU/TsNaSDYmsgI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/iyBoZjk7iEU/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDmiKX6lEFU/TsNaSDYmsgI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/iyBoZjk7iEU/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl9a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl are dancing the Samba.&amp;nbsp; In the weeks past, Rob has been told to tuck in his butt.&amp;nbsp; And now Cheryl is telling him shake it.&amp;nbsp; Work it. And he did.&amp;nbsp; He did great.&amp;nbsp; They came out on a float.&amp;nbsp; And danced a great Samba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann shouted, "Who are you???" She thought the float strange was a beginning, but that the dance was fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said his first thought was: &amp;nbsp; Oh no a float!&amp;nbsp; and then it was OH YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called it Beyond the rainbow exceeding all expectations!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8e9AwpurRc/TsNbyCCNO_I/AAAAAAAAD_g/VgeV6y4WX4o/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8e9AwpurRc/TsNbyCCNO_I/AAAAAAAAD_g/VgeV6y4WX4o/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek9a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another Samba from Rikki and Derek.&amp;nbsp; And it was a good one.&amp;nbsp; Rikki is good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said there were No chains, no floats, no funny costumes, just&amp;nbsp; straight into the dance, and it&amp;nbsp; Fabulous fabulous fabulous! "You've just taken a giant step into the finals!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called it&amp;nbsp; Sizzling hot, bright and brilliant from beginning to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she saw her working your shoulders so hard!&amp;nbsp; It makes all the difference in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMwJXBWBaAc/TsNefvs5QuI/AAAAAAAAD_o/F-5VbgggwlI/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMwJXBWBaAc/TsNefvs5QuI/AAAAAAAAD_o/F-5VbgggwlI/s320/dwtshopeandmaks9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope's parents divorced when she was a child and her father tried to steal her brother and her from her mom, but even so she always felt safe with him and never has or had bad feelings about him.&amp;nbsp; He passed away in 07.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that this dance was far better than Paso with clean lifts and that it was well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno agrees saying it was much better and more control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said there was much more more fluidity but she didn't like the in and outs of the lifts but gave them credit for the ambitiousness of them. I thought the lifts looked awkward myself.&amp;nbsp; I simply tied it too Hope's height.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 24 with a 45 out of 60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kE3CYlNkkUg/TsNhKGhjefI/AAAAAAAAD_w/9bjkwR2BnVA/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kE3CYlNkkUg/TsNhKGhjefI/AAAAAAAAD_w/9bjkwR2BnVA/s320/dwtsjrandkarina9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His mother taught him from a young age to always smile no matter what life throws at you.&amp;nbsp; It has given him the best attitude.&amp;nbsp; She also told him after his accident that the girl who will love him, will love JR for JR.&amp;nbsp; He joined the armed forces for college funds at age 19, as most young men and women do, not thinking he might be deployed to a dangerous place.&amp;nbsp; And he was.&amp;nbsp; He was in a terrible accident, but he survived and is quite the inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Argentine Tango is very precise, has sharp moves and lots of lifts.&amp;nbsp; This is not a great dance to do with a bum ankle.&amp;nbsp; He manages though.&amp;nbsp; However at the end, you can see the pain in his face.&amp;nbsp; He's hurting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said he was strong and fearless and that he did an incredible job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said there is a true fire burning and that it was truly fabulous&amp;nbsp; the way he handled the mounts and dismounts of the lifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said there was mood, intensity and that he came back strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 27/50/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8YHwoA7wns/TsNmO1K-C-I/AAAAAAAAD_4/lKUaxySjygI/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8YHwoA7wns/TsNmO1K-C-I/AAAAAAAAD_4/lKUaxySjygI/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob was 16 when his dad died.&amp;nbsp; His sisters used to dress him up in their clothes and make up and his picture. They showed a picture. Poor kid.&amp;nbsp; When he first started this show he was such a punk. I couldn't stand him. And out of all of them, he has grown and changed the most.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing. And not only that.&amp;nbsp; He has learned how to dance!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann that there is no way to fake good dancing and that there was no faking involved.&amp;nbsp; She said it was good strong dancing. " I want to see it in the finals."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that on DWTS it's not where you start, it's where you finish.&amp;nbsp; "And you're finishing strong."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said that he started as a goofy outsider and now he is a leading man. Slick, dark, in control.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 27/55/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQxRUch3-rU/TsNoOW_FfQI/AAAAAAAAEAA/3zJfphDpiQw/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQxRUch3-rU/TsNoOW_FfQI/AAAAAAAAEAA/3zJfphDpiQw/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rikki Lake was molested as a child.&amp;nbsp; She was molested in her own home she said, by whom she did not say.&amp;nbsp; But this girl is a fighter.&amp;nbsp; And I like her now more than ever before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their dance is amazing.&amp;nbsp; First of all, she is totally paranoid about "breaking" Derek when he lifts her.&amp;nbsp; She still thinks of herself as big or fat.&amp;nbsp; Girl, look at yourself!&amp;nbsp; And Derek is strong.&amp;nbsp; He lifts her like she weighs next to nothing.&amp;nbsp; That comes from two things:&amp;nbsp; skill and trust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lLen said it was a lovely contrast of movement.&amp;nbsp; He said the lifts were just part of the dance.&amp;nbsp; "It was really really good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said he was totally transported and that&amp;nbsp; the moving was spot on and the dancing was fearless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she could see the core strength, and added that she&amp;nbsp; always had the passion now she's got the pop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 29/59/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJdkalHzKFs/TsNp4a6-O7I/AAAAAAAAEAI/NuioONXx5Vw/s1600/dwtschacharelay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJdkalHzKFs/TsNp4a6-O7I/AAAAAAAAEAI/NuioONXx5Vw/s320/dwtschacharelay.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cha-Cha Relay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this dance, the couples each dance a segment of the Cha-Cha and the scoring goes: 4, 6, 8, and 10.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, you want that 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len described the whole night beautiful meal. And said his winner is not going to be their winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said Everybody did a fantatstic show.&amp;nbsp; The margin is so small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said it was good to see them all dance in the relay to see who could what.&amp;nbsp; And she said it was a surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope and Maks 49 4th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JR and Karina 56&amp;nbsp; 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rikki and Derek 67&amp;nbsp; 2nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 65&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going home:&amp;nbsp; Hope and Maks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next Week:&amp;nbsp; The finals and potentially FOUR dances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5855406187379364718?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5855406187379364718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5855406187379364718&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5855406187379364718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5855406187379364718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/dancing-with-stars-semi-finals.html' title='Dancing with the Stars--Semi Finals'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8G6JLh8hJg/TsNVXrJYhpI/AAAAAAAAD-4/UinL9Cli-Rc/s72-c/dwtsweek9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8051671667379021791</id><published>2011-11-15T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:56:51.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Strangers and Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP9ZiSBJ4Fg/TsKOIc2NTAI/AAAAAAAAD-w/OU5PVvMJ9a0/s1600/messes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP9ZiSBJ4Fg/TsKOIc2NTAI/AAAAAAAAD-w/OU5PVvMJ9a0/s1600/messes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday I was on the go.&amp;nbsp; It was non stop.&amp;nbsp; I had an award assembly, minimum day, early out, parent teacher conference and regular school release.&amp;nbsp; It was back to back.&amp;nbsp; I have some proud mommy moments, but those will wait until Thursday so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between all that running, there was some interesting things that could only happen to a blogger.&amp;nbsp; I say that because only a blogger would write about it.&amp;nbsp; Especially on a random day like today!!&amp;nbsp; After the award assembly I hopped over to the dollar tree.&amp;nbsp; I had to buy a frame after all.&amp;nbsp; Well no one ever buys just one thing at that place...do they?&amp;nbsp; Well when I left, this little old lady pulled aside to tell me a joke.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I will play.&amp;nbsp; She told me to spell like four times.&amp;nbsp; I did.&amp;nbsp; Then spell silk.&amp;nbsp; I did.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention I am a bad speller?&amp;nbsp; She then asked me what cows drink.&amp;nbsp; I said, milk.&amp;nbsp; She said, "No, honey they drink water."&amp;nbsp; Her delivery was fantastic. I loved it.&amp;nbsp; It did not matter one bit that I already knew the joke.&amp;nbsp; She was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the award assembly, I ran into a lady who not only knew me, she knew me and Kristin.&amp;nbsp; I talked to her.&amp;nbsp; But I can honestly tell you I have no clue who she is.&amp;nbsp; But she knew me.&amp;nbsp; She didn't say my name though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all the more random I can be at this late hour....I have to get to my DWTS post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-8051671667379021791?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/8051671667379021791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=8051671667379021791&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8051671667379021791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8051671667379021791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/strangers-and-jokes.html' title='Strangers and Jokes'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP9ZiSBJ4Fg/TsKOIc2NTAI/AAAAAAAAD-w/OU5PVvMJ9a0/s72-c/messes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5172988620472547135</id><published>2011-11-14T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:32:00.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Don't Make Me Go Jack Bauer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U_aBmxNeUw/TsFLj4jOdwI/AAAAAAAAD-g/haPnTUiH8dU/s1600/jackbauer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U_aBmxNeUw/TsFLj4jOdwI/AAAAAAAAD-g/haPnTUiH8dU/s320/jackbauer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being a stay at home mom has it's pros and cons.&amp;nbsp; The pros of course are you are there for your children.&amp;nbsp; As a young teenager, I literally scoffed at that.&amp;nbsp; I was going to have a career.&amp;nbsp; Staying at home was so 1950's.&amp;nbsp; But maturing and having children does something to your brain.&amp;nbsp; It changes it.&amp;nbsp; Also I realized I have control issues.&amp;nbsp; Another problem I have is, I am an enabler.&amp;nbsp; And I really need to stop being that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, Kristin was sick.&amp;nbsp; Not like deathly ill just blah I feel like crap kind of sick.&amp;nbsp; She spent the night in our room.&amp;nbsp; On the floor.&amp;nbsp; Come on she is 14.&amp;nbsp; Last night she was hinting at it, and I was proud of myself for simply telling her, "You will be much more comfortable in your own bed and sleep much better."&amp;nbsp; Which is true.&amp;nbsp; She did.&amp;nbsp; Ryan woke up in the night with a bad dream.&amp;nbsp; When I had bad dreams, my mom always took me back to my room, laid down with me til I went back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how she did this.&amp;nbsp; And she worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was running back and forth and up and down getting the two younger ones ready for school.&amp;nbsp; And I decided I was done.&amp;nbsp; Okay as I said, my mom worked so I was forced to be independent. Is that a bad thing?&amp;nbsp; I don't think so.&amp;nbsp; I made my own lunches, I made my breakfast, I made sure I got dressed, I walked--yes walked people, to school, and I was...brace yourself...A LATCH KEY KID.&amp;nbsp; Anyone too young to know what that is?&amp;nbsp; Google it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, my kids will not walk or need to be latch key kids, but they can do way more than they do...which right now...is practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about your kids?&amp;nbsp; How much do they do for themselves?&amp;nbsp; Is it time to go Jack Bauer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmZeazr48wI/TsFPs9qlUEI/AAAAAAAAD-o/GcgjFHBKFo4/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmZeazr48wI/TsFPs9qlUEI/AAAAAAAAD-o/GcgjFHBKFo4/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-5172988620472547135?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5172988620472547135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5172988620472547135&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5172988620472547135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5172988620472547135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-make-go-jack-bauer.html' title='Don&apos;t Make Me Go Jack Bauer....'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U_aBmxNeUw/TsFLj4jOdwI/AAAAAAAAD-g/haPnTUiH8dU/s72-c/jackbauer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7011579124321970</id><published>2011-11-11T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:30:31.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><title type='text'>It's All About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess I am overwhelmed with joy that today is a day off from school.&amp;nbsp; I get to sleep in.&amp;nbsp; I get to hang out in my jammies a little longer.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to scramble and get everyone out the door.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to deal with homework.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to pick everybody up.&amp;nbsp; It's just a nice day to sit back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That after that first confession it took me ten minutes before I could write another because my son never stopped asking me questions.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I don't like this day off after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do because I am going to Zumba which is always fun and I really need it.&amp;nbsp; And then after Zumba we are having some WW soup.&amp;nbsp; It's a soup kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling the Christmas spirit already.&amp;nbsp; In recent years, it's been a real battle to get into it.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure why it is different, but I am holding onto it.&amp;nbsp; I like it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's because I've already bought a few small things.&amp;nbsp; And by small...I do mean small.&amp;nbsp; But whatever...I am not feeling the least bit Grinchy or Scrooge like.&amp;nbsp; Bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot what I was going to confess of.&amp;nbsp; It's my sad little mind.&amp;nbsp; It is sleep deprived and has way too much going on around it.&amp;nbsp; I want desperately to be organized and to go to bed at a decent hour, but I love certain TV shows and I love sitting without demands being made on me, or listening to petty arguments and having to listen to/watch kid television.&amp;nbsp; It's such a power trip.&amp;nbsp; It's all about me.&amp;nbsp; All me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to see how many people wish to be anonymous!&amp;nbsp; I hope to see some blogs pouring in!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to confess?&amp;nbsp; Link up with &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7011579124321970?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7011579124321970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7011579124321970&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7011579124321970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7011579124321970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s All About Me'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2842753099143382622</id><published>2011-11-10T10:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:17:11.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b73CoAX-0vw/TrwRh8BY9-I/AAAAAAAAD-Q/G89cH-YuhmA/s1600/emily11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b73CoAX-0vw/TrwRh8BY9-I/AAAAAAAAD-Q/G89cH-YuhmA/s320/emily11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got into a fight with this child about underwear.&amp;nbsp; Yep, you read that right. Underwear.&amp;nbsp; She had gathered her clothes for the school day, but claimed she could not find any underwear. I told her to go back upstairs and look again.&amp;nbsp; To which she simply said, "No."&amp;nbsp; Oh no she didn't!&amp;nbsp; Oh yes she did! She said she wanted me to do it.&amp;nbsp; Okay number one this is totally ridiculous. Hello, you have legs child!&amp;nbsp; Number two my knee is in arthritic fits right now as is my ankle.&amp;nbsp; Like h e double tooth picks I am going upstairs to fetch your dang underwear!&amp;nbsp; Get it yourself!&amp;nbsp; We literally fought for 5 minutes over WHO was getting her underwear.&amp;nbsp; I finally told her I am her teacher and not her servant.&amp;nbsp; She stomped up the stairs and got herself some underwear.&amp;nbsp; After she was dressed she was finally remorseful.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; Look long and hard at that face....she can be stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AJXvfAf4v8/TrwTV9Pw93I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/E_MIif2Y1UA/s1600/ryanstent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AJXvfAf4v8/TrwTV9Pw93I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/E_MIif2Y1UA/s320/ryanstent.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh he's so sweet.&amp;nbsp; He will woo you with those big beautiful blue eyes of his.&amp;nbsp; But don't fooled.&amp;nbsp; He is a master of deception.&amp;nbsp; Or at least a devil in disguise.&amp;nbsp; Last Saturday, Kristin babysat our neighbor's kids and earned a nice chunk of change.&amp;nbsp; She put it trustingly on her desk.&amp;nbsp; Why wouldn't she?&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't take it.&amp;nbsp; Rich wouldn't.&amp;nbsp; Emily is far too smart to take that kind of cash.&amp;nbsp; Monday morning--what is it about MONDAY!?&amp;nbsp; Monday morning came rolling in and Ryan strolled into the family room with cash in his hands and a big grin.&amp;nbsp; At first I couldn't figure out where he got money.&amp;nbsp; Nobody has money in this house.&amp;nbsp; Then it hit me.&amp;nbsp; Kristin!&amp;nbsp; He took her babysitting money.&amp;nbsp; He happily told me he could now buy lunch!&amp;nbsp; (And then some you little thief!)&amp;nbsp; I told him that was Kristin's money and he was to put it back.&amp;nbsp; He did.&amp;nbsp; I made sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...some proud moments this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;EmmyMom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt;KMama&lt;/a&gt; this and their Proud Mommy Moments.&amp;nbsp; What are your PMM's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-2842753099143382622?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2842753099143382622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2842753099143382622&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2842753099143382622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2842753099143382622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/proud-mommy-moments.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments--'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b73CoAX-0vw/TrwRh8BY9-I/AAAAAAAAD-Q/G89cH-YuhmA/s72-c/emily11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2491602680464287679</id><published>2011-11-09T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:29:07.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>DWTS Double Dances</title><content type='html'>Tonight it is two dances, one that is rehearsed and one where they are given the music the night of the show.&amp;nbsp; Each couple has 20 minutes to practice their routine with their music for their Jive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUWFYoF6L0/TroNqf6P5qI/AAAAAAAAD5g/z1UEKN9cbwI/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUWFYoF6L0/TroNqf6P5qI/AAAAAAAAD5g/z1UEKN9cbwI/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl's first dance is the Quick Step. In rehearsal, Cheryl tells him that she is the picture and he is the frame and that he must hold them up.&amp;nbsp; I thought this was a great analogy.&amp;nbsp; Their dance was very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that he when started (the season) he thought this wasn't going to work. He said the opening section was terrible--booing ensued--but that once he got in holds the whole thing changed and that it was his best dance so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno compared him to a speedy drag racer, and said that it was an &amp;nbsp; incredible improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said he was the ideal contestant, because first he was not that great and then he grew and grew to&amp;nbsp; smooth and polished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPySnfhiKuw/TroN8toZYpI/AAAAAAAAD5o/8wQmjiBtHUo/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPySnfhiKuw/TroN8toZYpI/AAAAAAAAD5o/8wQmjiBtHUo/s320/dwtshopeandmaks8a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope and Maks have the&amp;nbsp; Quick Step also.&amp;nbsp; And it's good.&amp;nbsp; She does an excellent job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called it the night of miracles. He said she rebooted and re-energized.&amp;nbsp; He said she never moved so well. "Best dance yet!"&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said she just wanted to give her a hug. She commended&amp;nbsp; Maks for doing a great job, and noted the amount of joy and love in the dance.&lt;br /&gt;Len said it had the perfect blend of speed and control and that it was their best dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;br /&gt;Total: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvEreOpZwHk/TroYSAps8MI/AAAAAAAAD5w/qSl7GthhvSA/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvEreOpZwHk/TroYSAps8MI/AAAAAAAAD5w/qSl7GthhvSA/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek8a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week, Rikki got to talk to Jennifer Grey.&amp;nbsp; She went to the former mirror ball champ for advise and a pep talk.&amp;nbsp; She and Derek are dancing the Waltz and it is lovely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said there was a little stumble at the end. (There was? I missed that) But she said the movement is exquisite.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Len said it should be Rikki "Lake" but more like a river: gently going through the dance.&amp;nbsp; He nitpicked on the footwork.&amp;nbsp; When are so good, you get nitpicked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bruno said it was deliciously dreamy and absolutely beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;br /&gt;Total: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6h3z28HMWc/TroZ0qhe00I/AAAAAAAAD54/xFezNn2B6_M/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6h3z28HMWc/TroZ0qhe00I/AAAAAAAAD54/xFezNn2B6_M/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan8a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nancy and Tristan are dancing the Tango this week, and this is one of her better dances.&amp;nbsp; Oh my, I am just now noticing this picture...it looks as if her hand is right on his....welll you decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that week two she did her best dance and since then she's been on a plateau and today "whoop up you've gone!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said he was so shocked by the brazen&amp;nbsp; jezzabelle! And that she had the right attitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she loved her spirit and how she she never stops. She said it was a great job overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySWEwo1dqdI/TrochHtf-rI/AAAAAAAAD6A/_uUAzZ3s9nM/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySWEwo1dqdI/TrochHtf-rI/AAAAAAAAD6A/_uUAzZ3s9nM/s320/dwtsjrandkarina8a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JR and Karina dance a Waltz and while Rikki and Derek may have danced a "dreamy" waltz these too blew them right out of the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called it a musical Valentine card.&amp;nbsp; He said that JR made beautiful music with Karina and called it divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said he had incredible natural grace and that something magic happened in the dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When it was Len's turn, Tom warned him not to be a buzz kill.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't.&amp;nbsp; He said, like a soldier he came back this week with all guns blazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 30 First perfect score of season 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEehPklEsy8/Trod-XKTNPI/AAAAAAAAD6I/pIkdsRT3sk4/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEehPklEsy8/Trod-XKTNPI/AAAAAAAAD6I/pIkdsRT3sk4/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl8a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl Instant Jive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can not get over the change in this rich boy.&amp;nbsp; When he started this show he was arrogant, obnoxious, and could not dance to save his life.&amp;nbsp; I thought: Poof be gone!&amp;nbsp; Well look at him now.&amp;nbsp; He's dancing, he's matured and he just might go to the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said there were no glaring mistakes and that he did great, but that he needed to&amp;nbsp; sharpen up those feet.&amp;nbsp; (And the booing ensues.)&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said they had great pace, but that he agreed with&amp;nbsp; Len.&amp;nbsp; It is all about kicks and flicks.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann was yammering on about his booty shaking he did at the beginning of the dance on the judges table.&amp;nbsp; Someone has to hose her down quick.&amp;nbsp; She liked the dance overall but also agreed Len and Bruno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24/51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VMCOSkzVhg0/TrofXeJWwvI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/rSRh5Jyi9oc/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VMCOSkzVhg0/TrofXeJWwvI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/rSRh5Jyi9oc/s320/dwtshopeandmaks8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks Instant Jive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She is finally relaxing and having fun.&amp;nbsp; And it shows in her dancing.&amp;nbsp; She has improved.&amp;nbsp; And maybe Maks has lightened up a little.&amp;nbsp; (Or maybe somebody had a talk with him after last weeks rehearsal.)&amp;nbsp; Whatever the difference is, she is much improved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said she was fast and furious and a wild child. He advised her &amp;nbsp; stretch the back of her knees on her kicks.&amp;nbsp; She's got a lot leg...I ought to know....I am built just like her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said it was a definite&amp;nbsp; improvement from the last time she did the jive, but that there was someething strange about her hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said it was fantastic and bloody brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 25/52&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGumMgc7PF0/TrogsuNqZKI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/Oe2GS3Os3m0/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGumMgc7PF0/TrogsuNqZKI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/Oe2GS3Os3m0/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rikki and Derek Instant Jive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her first jive was more impressive than this one, but it's still good.&amp;nbsp; And in the move pictured above, despite her claims to "grinding her feet to the floor" they did come up twice.&amp;nbsp; Even though they came up twice, the Lift Nazi aka Carrie Ann, did not pick up on it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she was on it!&amp;nbsp; She said the flicks were nice but there were points where she lost it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said it is hard with two dances waltz and jive that are so different. And he agrees with Carrie Ann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno says that the choreography was very demanding as usual and that she didn't do as well as she could have, but good job overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 24/52&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMkZT8OsABY/TroiV3XDMiI/AAAAAAAAD6g/PO3ukCC2_-U/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMkZT8OsABY/TroiV3XDMiI/AAAAAAAAD6g/PO3ukCC2_-U/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy and Tristan Instant Jive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not sure what kind of following Nancy has.&amp;nbsp; It has to be a fairly strong one to have kept her this long.&amp;nbsp; I also think her partner, newbie, Tristan has a following too.&amp;nbsp; The thing is he won't be gone.&amp;nbsp; He gets to stay and continue dancing.&amp;nbsp; Her jive is not week eight quality.&amp;nbsp; I will leave it at that. And no, I could not do better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said she was like Cinderella.&amp;nbsp; She has lasted 8 weeks, but now it is&amp;nbsp; midnight and it is time to go home.&amp;nbsp; Ouch!&amp;nbsp; That one hurt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno told her it was too laid back and loose for a jive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she got lost, but pointed out she trusted in Tristan to get her back in the dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 6 (Gees Len...why so mean?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 20/44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h97Zz9aB_YY/Troj7Yd98ZI/AAAAAAAAD6o/bZ8QOOEBVIY/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h97Zz9aB_YY/Troj7Yd98ZI/AAAAAAAAD6o/bZ8QOOEBVIY/s320/dwtsjrandkarina8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR and Karina Instant Jive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first time they danced the jive, they blew me away.&amp;nbsp; But grouchy Len said it was too much Lindy Hop.&amp;nbsp; Whatever.&amp;nbsp; So Karina put some serious Jive into this and they busted their butts.&amp;nbsp; And it showed.&amp;nbsp; For an instant dance, you would never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said he went off like a rocket and added, "You got it man!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann simply told him he was in a class all his own and that nobody was coming close to them tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said he had the X factor, the feel good factor, and that it was a fantastic jive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 30/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going Home:&amp;nbsp; Nancy and Tristan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next week:&amp;nbsp; The Semi Finals.&amp;nbsp; What?&amp;nbsp; Already???&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/5243779065169722919-2491602680464287679?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2491602680464287679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2491602680464287679&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2491602680464287679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2491602680464287679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/dwts-double-dances.html' title='DWTS Double Dances'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUWFYoF6L0/TroNqf6P5qI/AAAAAAAAD5g/z1UEKN9cbwI/s72-c/dwtsrobandcheryl8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5607830943682548790</id><published>2011-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T06:00:06.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Status Quote'/><title type='text'>The Status Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAGirl" border="0" src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea cols="15" rows="4" wrap="”VIRTUAL”"&gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" border="0" alt="CAGirl"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm turning in to an old lady :( Send HELP!! &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Honey if you're old, I'm the crypt keeper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Im totally not bowling with Brad Pitt right now. Stupid internet rumors. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sure, then who was that I saw you with you then??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crunch Berries should be filled with a delicious and soothing berry lotion specifically designed to repair roof-of-mouth damage.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I think all Cap't Crunch should come with a warning label.&amp;nbsp; "Made with sand paper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nothing puts me in the Thanksgiving spirit like Christmas Music&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"It's beginning to look a lot like....Thanksgiving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mmmmm Taco Bell sounds good? What is WRONG with me!?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Possessed? Pregnant?&amp;nbsp; Psycho?" One of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How are you Sponge Bob? :) &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This was posted on the wall of one my BFF's it's one of her nicknames.&amp;nbsp; She has several.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Will someone please come upgrade the OS on my Mac? I lack the bandwidth and the will. Never mind, I'd have to put on clean clothes. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That reminds me, I need to do laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The longer I teach first grade, the more I realize that EVERY first grader picks their nose. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ryan totally denies this fact, though his sister ratted him out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got dressed like my children today... I put my shirt on backwards. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I so want to do this now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Now there is a parenting tip : if our kids wake us before 8am on the weekends they get to pick dog poop up from the yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I almost want a dog now.&amp;nbsp; But not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;They say that spontaneity is the spice of life but I don't see it on the shelf so I'm going with Paprika. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I think I will go with garlic.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Now it is your turn to copy and paste status updates and tweets, and auto corrects!&amp;nbsp; Sure why not.&amp;nbsp; Remember no names.&amp;nbsp; We must protect the guilty...I mean innocent.&amp;nbsp; Then link up with me and &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=115597" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5607830943682548790?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5607830943682548790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5607830943682548790&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5607830943682548790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5607830943682548790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/status-quote.html' title='The Status Quote'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1635303176220772229</id><published>2011-11-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:06:55.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>What Motivates You?</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, I was "solid." I was also very active.&amp;nbsp; I grew up in the time of playing outside until the street lights came on.&amp;nbsp; We chased, we skated, we rode bikes, we played stick ball.&amp;nbsp; You name any one of the grand &lt;i&gt;old &lt;/i&gt;games and I played them.&amp;nbsp; I got skinned knees, walked in a cloud of dirt and had an absolute ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 12 however, despite my activity, my love for food increased.&amp;nbsp; Food can be a wonderful friend you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIe5n1vi_4g/Trf-rGL4auI/AAAAAAAAD5A/unbCLyH0tXk/s1600/chocolate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIe5n1vi_4g/Trf-rGL4auI/AAAAAAAAD5A/unbCLyH0tXk/s320/chocolate.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Needless to say, I developed a weight problem over the years.&amp;nbsp; And like most people I have done many crazy diets.&amp;nbsp; I even had a doctor prescribe me diet pills once.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember them making me all hyper, and I don't remember my appetite being suppressed.&amp;nbsp; I think I lost 10 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1991 my mother returned to Weight Watchers to lose weight for her high school reunion and when she got smaller than me, I was motivated to lose the weight.&amp;nbsp; And I did.&amp;nbsp; I lost 50 pounds.&amp;nbsp; I ended up wearing a size SIX.&amp;nbsp; I was skinny for the first time in my life.&amp;nbsp; But I was too skinny.&amp;nbsp; I didn't see it that way.&amp;nbsp; I finally saw a thin person.&amp;nbsp; I could look in the mirror and not be completely disgusted with myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 2003.&amp;nbsp; We were living in VA and I guess I thought I needed some insulation because slowly ever slowly I started putting on the pounds.&amp;nbsp; And I ended up back where I started.&amp;nbsp; Then I got pregnant with baby number three, and got huger than I ever thought possible.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for me I had a big boy!&amp;nbsp; And I lost half of it the day he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, buy 2009 I had gained most of it back and then some.&amp;nbsp; I was the biggest I had ever been.&amp;nbsp; And my motivation was beyond my vanity.&amp;nbsp; It was my doctor being very blunt with me.&amp;nbsp; She was telling me she did not want to treat for me diabetes in three months which is where I was headed.&amp;nbsp; Her scare tactics worked because I got myself in gear and started to lose the weight.&amp;nbsp; How?&amp;nbsp; I went back to Weight Watchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3WfR6MqrmM/TrgDFJjYF3I/AAAAAAAAD5I/R9KtE6kJsjM/s1600/beforeandafter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3WfR6MqrmM/TrgDFJjYF3I/AAAAAAAAD5I/R9KtE6kJsjM/s320/beforeandafter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited!&amp;nbsp; I had lost 35 pounds at this point and had just 7 more to go.&amp;nbsp; And then Christmas of last year happened and I gained 7 pounds.&amp;nbsp; And then over the next 10 months I gained another 7.&amp;nbsp; So now I must lose 14 pounds!&amp;nbsp; It's such a horrible battle.&amp;nbsp; Food is so good.&amp;nbsp; Especially this time of this year.&amp;nbsp; I am looking for motivation, and I came across this on pinterest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87mlCXAROa4/TrgD4oSOe2I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/grifsfPis2o/s1600/skinny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87mlCXAROa4/TrgD4oSOe2I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/grifsfPis2o/s320/skinny.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is supposed to motivate me.&amp;nbsp; It makes me ill.&amp;nbsp; This woman has no shape.&amp;nbsp; You can see her bones. I do not wish to look like this at all.&amp;nbsp; I want curves.&amp;nbsp; Real ones.&amp;nbsp; Do you know why all those actresses get implants?&amp;nbsp; It's because they have NO FAT.&amp;nbsp; None.&amp;nbsp; You can't have boobs without fat.&amp;nbsp; We need some fat.&amp;nbsp; Fat is not evil.&amp;nbsp; What ever happened to real curves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpFpuJpAxoI/TrgN-gup8iI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/tybsvFdgND8/s1600/marilyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpFpuJpAxoI/TrgN-gup8iI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/tybsvFdgND8/s320/marilyn.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is your opinion?&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/5243779065169722919-1635303176220772229?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1635303176220772229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1635303176220772229&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1635303176220772229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1635303176220772229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-motivates-you.html' title='What Motivates You?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIe5n1vi_4g/Trf-rGL4auI/AAAAAAAAD5A/unbCLyH0tXk/s72-c/chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6967903439259631012</id><published>2011-11-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:54:15.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever...?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a doozy of a day/week/month LIFE and just wished for a day that your blog could be anonymous?&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I feel this way.&amp;nbsp; Then it hit me.&amp;nbsp; What if I gave you that gift?&amp;nbsp; Do you even want it?&amp;nbsp; I put a poll on the side bar there.&amp;nbsp; I really want to know so answer...the poll is anonymous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I would do...every Friday I would host an anonymous post.&amp;nbsp; The poster could write whatever they wanted.&amp;nbsp; Names can be changed, no links to personal blogs just an anonymous post to get something off your chest that you might not otherwise dare say on your own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEbsNq6v_yI/TrQJsAMs5cI/AAAAAAAAD44/IJmo6Jd_9bA/s1600/shhh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEbsNq6v_yI/TrQJsAMs5cI/AAAAAAAAD44/IJmo6Jd_9bA/s1600/shhh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All you would have to do is contact me privately at eljayster at gmail dot com.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts?&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/5243779065169722919-6967903439259631012?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6967903439259631012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6967903439259631012&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6967903439259631012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6967903439259631012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever...?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEbsNq6v_yI/TrQJsAMs5cI/AAAAAAAAD44/IJmo6Jd_9bA/s72-c/shhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3989587486718561163</id><published>2011-11-03T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:34:28.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments-Fun Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFuGwGSWt2c/TrK_PooTaSI/AAAAAAAAD4w/IwnvjSu1QLs/s1600/threekidshalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFuGwGSWt2c/TrK_PooTaSI/AAAAAAAAD4w/IwnvjSu1QLs/s320/threekidshalloween.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Trick or treat,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smell my feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;give me something good to eat!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thank goodness they don't sing that one when they really go trick or treating.&amp;nbsp; Although, they happily sing it out loud and proud in the days leading up to Halloween.&amp;nbsp; No, I am happy to report that my kids are like most in that they open their bags and say, "Trick or treat" followed by a nice "Thank you." after.&amp;nbsp; However, this year, they decided to do some "tricks" for their treats.&amp;nbsp; It started with Ryan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture that cute little blondie with his blue eyes, in his soldier costume coming to your door and saluting while saying in a firm tone, "Trick or treat soldier!"&amp;nbsp; He was getting upwards of 5 pieces of candy per household.&amp;nbsp; Upon seeing that, his sisters got in on the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Zombie Bride:&amp;nbsp; "Trick or BRAAAAAAAAINS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Pirate:&amp;nbsp; "Trick ARRRRR Treat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they got as much as Ryan did, but they still got more than other kids because of their cleverness.&amp;nbsp; Maybe next year they will do skits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a proud mommy moment?&amp;nbsp; Sure!&amp;nbsp; They got a nice haul!&amp;nbsp; Eight pounds of candy between them!&amp;nbsp; What's your proud moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iok9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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"Dead, from Hollywood, it's Dancing with the Stars!"&amp;nbsp; with your host, Tom Boooo-geron! Oh and Brooke who didn't get a play on her name.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, the dances are all spooktacularly themed.&amp;nbsp; Plus there is also a team dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exZ3GjmPX2c/TrDQWCiCYJI/AAAAAAAADww/xVWPaSqfmSw/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exZ3GjmPX2c/TrDQWCiCYJI/AAAAAAAADww/xVWPaSqfmSw/s320/dwtsdavidandkym7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Kym 1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David and Kym are dancing The Cha Cha and David wants to add magic to the act, so they bring in a professional magician to help with some basic tricks.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed their Cha Cha.&amp;nbsp; It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said it had&amp;nbsp; lots of tricks and treats and that David turned himself into a dancer!&lt;br /&gt;Bruno told him he has got the prestige, and that he was a natural at turning tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said his improvement was phenomenal. She said he was polished and finessed, but that he needed to work on his holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXN01zOrwNY/TrDRtO42XmI/AAAAAAAADw4/ohlYrXcSPDE/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXN01zOrwNY/TrDRtO42XmI/AAAAAAAADw4/ohlYrXcSPDE/s320/dwtsjrandkarina7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR and Karina are dancing the Tango to Ghostbusters. Why do they give such challenges??&amp;nbsp; It was really hard for them to mesh the two styles together.&amp;nbsp; And wow, get a load of Karina's costume! &lt;br /&gt;Bruno said they bewitched, conquered and swept him away buy the ghost of beauty. But he also said it was not a solid performance.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said they were a little out of sync, but that they captured the tone perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;Len started his critique with his famous, "Well for me..." and that can only mean one thing: he didn't like it.&amp;nbsp; And he didn't.&amp;nbsp; He said it was sub standard from what he has come to&amp;nbsp; expect from him.&amp;nbsp; Ouch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Ca:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6s0ORPdvCk/TrDThwXgWPI/AAAAAAAADxA/L2267x8yorg/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6s0ORPdvCk/TrDThwXgWPI/AAAAAAAADxA/L2267x8yorg/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nancy and Tristan have the Jive this week.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't call it great, nor would I call it bad.&amp;nbsp; I think it was good.&amp;nbsp; It was danced well.&amp;nbsp; But not fabulous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that there are good days and not so good days and that today was a not so good day.&amp;nbsp; She said that Nancy lost the chorography a lot.&amp;nbsp; Which, she did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that certain dances suit you and some don't. "This was not a good dance for you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno agreed that the steps were in and out of sync but that she was truly devilish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 21&amp;nbsp; Still nice scores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqJpTw4T5ow/TrDVuZVFVvI/AAAAAAAADxI/EV5brwzFMdU/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqJpTw4T5ow/TrDVuZVFVvI/AAAAAAAADxI/EV5brwzFMdU/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl have The Tango this week and Rob is pranking Cheryl all through out rehearsal so she is working him extra hard. I hate to admit it but he has improved and grown from week one.&amp;nbsp; This is probably his best dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len tells him, "Well done!&amp;nbsp; Terrific job!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno claims he has never been so manly and in control.&amp;nbsp; But warned him to keep his butt under him--as opposed to sticking it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann simply said it was his best dance so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-es5ApHr-6hs/TrDXUUmuuTI/AAAAAAAADxQ/eSFPNHMyFIo/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-es5ApHr-6hs/TrDXUUmuuTI/AAAAAAAADxQ/eSFPNHMyFIo/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rikki and Derek are dancing The Paso Doble and Rikki is working with an injury to her ribs.&amp;nbsp; Despite the injury, they pull off an amazing Paso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno described it as a blizard of passion and fear. He noted her shoulders were tense at times likely due to her injury, but otherwise thought it was "incredible."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that the shapings were gorgeous, but also made note of her shoulders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len was very excited with their performance overall.&amp;nbsp; He liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCp6msBzqyU/TrDY4I0PGfI/AAAAAAAADxY/ccRwmTIoTZ4/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCp6msBzqyU/TrDY4I0PGfI/AAAAAAAADxY/ccRwmTIoTZ4/s320/dwtshopeandmaks7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope and Maks are dancing The Samba.&amp;nbsp; Maks brought in another dancer to help him teach Hope the dance due an injury Maks sustained.&amp;nbsp; This was another careful dance, but it was danced well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann like it though.&amp;nbsp; She even compared it to their Toy Story dance and said it was better than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that she coped well with a difficult dance, and that it was well done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said she was running away from big bad wolf and that she was dancing as if her life depended on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDWOCkQT7Q/TrDag9fuWxI/AAAAAAAADxg/t-I2Bmbsl-Y/s1600/dwtsteamtango.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDWOCkQT7Q/TrDag9fuWxI/AAAAAAAADxg/t-I2Bmbsl-Y/s320/dwtsteamtango.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Tango:&amp;nbsp; JR&amp;amp; Karina, Nancy&amp;amp; Tristan, and David&amp;amp; Kym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said the group performance was great, but that the individual dances&amp;nbsp; were a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said it had a sexy raunchy beginning, but that he agreed with Len.&amp;nbsp; Everyone made mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that it was in and out of sync but over all very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXAMlI6tD1M/TrDcGmiVU5I/AAAAAAAADxo/Fg2O1IoWvQM/s1600/dwtsteampaso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXAMlI6tD1M/TrDcGmiVU5I/AAAAAAAADxo/Fg2O1IoWvQM/s320/dwtsteampaso.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Paso:&amp;nbsp; Derek&amp;amp;Rikki, Hope&amp;amp;Maks, and Rob&amp;amp; Cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Team Paso&amp;nbsp; Maks is rough...like really rough with Hope during rehearsal. He's lucky it wasn't me.&amp;nbsp; I would have rammed my elbow into his side. He better watch it. Hope could totally take him.&amp;nbsp; Derek took over in teaching after Maks left the room. It was a good dance, all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gPuGH75M6-w" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start watching at about 1:00 in to see what I mean about rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said it was powerful, moving, dramtraic, building to a fantastic ending.&amp;nbsp; "Well done!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said it was amazing, dramatic and that they were in sync with everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that the individual performances were fantastic and added that Rob did great keeping up with the pros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going home:&amp;nbsp; David an Kym.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, it should not have been them.&amp;nbsp; This season has been like that almost from the start.&amp;nbsp; Almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-2064896826732748656?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2064896826732748656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2064896826732748656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2064896826732748656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2064896826732748656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/dancing-with-stars-dead.html' title='Dancing with the Stars---Dead'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exZ3GjmPX2c/TrDQWCiCYJI/AAAAAAAADww/xVWPaSqfmSw/s72-c/dwtsdavidandkym7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2576116778999228209</id><published>2011-11-01T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:46:52.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten Things'/><title type='text'>Ten Things to Smile About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad218/acrosscreative/emmymomsmilebutton200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; What made me smile in October?&amp;nbsp; Welll......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; A triple birthday bash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FymmAF1pyPs/TrALW1UFWMI/AAAAAAAADwA/wTPmQ77pX8c/s1600/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FymmAF1pyPs/TrALW1UFWMI/AAAAAAAADwA/wTPmQ77pX8c/s320/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was Ryan, Lucas--&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy Mom's &lt;/a&gt;son--and her MIL(who just happens to be my aunt!)&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVs02YzFjcM/TrALxl9nHcI/AAAAAAAADwI/kTL_Errczcc/s1600/lourieandemmy7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVs02YzFjcM/TrALxl9nHcI/AAAAAAAADwI/kTL_Errczcc/s320/lourieandemmy7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Getting to spend the day with my BFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAIsC0sSJeU/TrAMWWN7LMI/AAAAAAAADwQ/FC9KSRvQQkU/s1600/kristinelf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAIsC0sSJeU/TrAMWWN7LMI/AAAAAAAADwQ/FC9KSRvQQkU/s320/kristinelf2.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin as Elf #2&lt;/div&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; A really cool play...I got to enjoy the amazing production of The Hobbit twice this month.&amp;nbsp; The teacher was sneaky and smart to put that play on BEFORE the release of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; A haircut for me...I really chopped it off this time!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oC2BTh0rFeM/TrBJ1tcF3rI/AAAAAAAADwY/_YiXda1aAZo/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oC2BTh0rFeM/TrBJ1tcF3rI/AAAAAAAADwY/_YiXda1aAZo/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Halloween fun...we did Trunk or Treat and Trick or Treat.&amp;nbsp; Collectively my kids have eight pounds of candy.&amp;nbsp; I think I should get a cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnmlb2vKnb8/TrBKSuEd2qI/AAAAAAAADwg/qWgXAclNw7I/s1600/ryanwild.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnmlb2vKnb8/TrBKSuEd2qI/AAAAAAAADwg/qWgXAclNw7I/s320/ryanwild.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; A wild Rumpus...The first grade did a dramatic reading of Where The Wild Things Are and got dressed up in their "costumes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Comedy on Pandora...I laugh like a maniac on the road now.&amp;nbsp; I look like fruitcake, but hey I'm laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Being featured on &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt;Shell's&lt;/a&gt; blog---seriously made my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRT8lGMqYzo/TrBLbd_PZzI/AAAAAAAADwo/YEnD9JJtUmI/s1600/aydensleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRT8lGMqYzo/TrBLbd_PZzI/AAAAAAAADwo/YEnD9JJtUmI/s320/aydensleeping.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Holding a sleeping baby.&amp;nbsp; I got him to sleep, and then we laid down together.&amp;nbsp; He's a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; A good dental check up for me.&amp;nbsp; Always makes me smile!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made you smile in October?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-2576116778999228209?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2576116778999228209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2576116778999228209&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2576116778999228209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2576116778999228209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/11/ten-things-to-smile-about.html' title='Ten Things to Smile About'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FymmAF1pyPs/TrALW1UFWMI/AAAAAAAADwA/wTPmQ77pX8c/s72-c/ryanandlucasbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5392940409421115460</id><published>2011-10-31T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:30:24.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Spooky Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carve your pumpkin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkfq-_LVR2Q/Tq7LAHYlIII/AAAAAAAADrw/Le-lfe1ZlFU/s1600/pumpkin11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkfq-_LVR2Q/Tq7LAHYlIII/AAAAAAAADrw/Le-lfe1ZlFU/s320/pumpkin11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put on a disguise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UG4gHBmHm9I/Tq7L4HLEAlI/AAAAAAAADr4/ostJCj2Y1no/s1600/louriefed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UG4gHBmHm9I/Tq7L4HLEAlI/AAAAAAAADr4/ostJCj2Y1no/s320/louriefed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It can be subtle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNnuBnwSEbs/Tq7MH9xLcMI/AAAAAAAADsA/zPX9frIBopA/s1600/kristinpirate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNnuBnwSEbs/Tq7MH9xLcMI/AAAAAAAADsA/zPX9frIBopA/s320/kristinpirate.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It can be swashbuckling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B09OyQtj1t0/Tq7MbvNX1oI/AAAAAAAADsI/XVaW_yTabv0/s1600/emilydeadbride1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B09OyQtj1t0/Tq7MbvNX1oI/AAAAAAAADsI/XVaW_yTabv0/s320/emilydeadbride1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It can be scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqnqUmwzHJA/Tq7Mp2csyfI/AAAAAAAADsQ/fQyUois_oiQ/s1600/ryansoldier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqnqUmwzHJA/Tq7Mp2csyfI/AAAAAAAADsQ/fQyUois_oiQ/s320/ryansoldier.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you'll be safe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zku2u51gA/Tq7M-V4VduI/AAAAAAAADsY/E4xjxnK1c3g/s1600/threekidshalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zku2u51gA/Tq7M-V4VduI/AAAAAAAADsY/E4xjxnK1c3g/s320/threekidshalloween.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Haunting boys and ghouls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5392940409421115460?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5392940409421115460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5392940409421115460&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5392940409421115460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5392940409421115460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooky-fun.html' title='Spooky Fun'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkfq-_LVR2Q/Tq7LAHYlIII/AAAAAAAADrw/Le-lfe1ZlFU/s72-c/pumpkin11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2026940833866498334</id><published>2011-10-28T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T04:00:17.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Post'/><title type='text'>I Can't Say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/ThingsTheyCantSay-ThingsICantSay.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I am being featured over at &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt;Things I Can't Say&lt;/a&gt; with the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt;Shell&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Now if you have never visited her before, you must!&amp;nbsp; She is a great blogger and I am so excited to be her featured blogger today.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit, I may have squealed a little delight and then did a happy dance.&amp;nbsp; There did you see me, I just did it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you are new here and want an idea of what I blog about...well I always ask &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-it-brain-damage.html"&gt;questions&lt;/a&gt;, I recap &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/dwts-broadway.html"&gt;Dancing With The Stars &lt;/a&gt;each season, and sometimes I just like to be &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-fun.html"&gt;random&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So go and see my post at&lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt; Shell's &lt;/a&gt;and if you haven't been before hang around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-2026940833866498334?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2026940833866498334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2026940833866498334&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2026940833866498334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2026940833866498334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-say.html' title='I Can&apos;t Say....'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-293734290516518332</id><published>2011-10-27T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T10:04:08.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments--Cool Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is time for those Proud Mommy Moments to share and link up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt;Kmama&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And I am going to ride a little on the coattails of my bestie and use pictures for my post.&amp;nbsp; Now I don't have a melt your heart toddler anymore, but I think my kids are pretty good looking just the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8w0e8QaBAA/TqmK3cOscXI/AAAAAAAADrQ/JDJ8ThqvvDc/s1600/kristin1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8w0e8QaBAA/TqmK3cOscXI/AAAAAAAADrQ/JDJ8ThqvvDc/s320/kristin1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kristin is in The Hobbit this week at school.&amp;nbsp; I saw it last weekend with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Kristin is an elf.&amp;nbsp; She and all the other kids worked tremendously hard on this production.&amp;nbsp; All moms should be proud, and so should the teacher.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I am biased towards her.&amp;nbsp; Just a tad.&amp;nbsp; It's something that is important to her.&amp;nbsp; She keeps up with her school work despite a hectic schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEcTOAEO7AQ/TqmLmtEmVdI/AAAAAAAADrY/CWPCD84fLyY/s1600/empainted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEcTOAEO7AQ/TqmLmtEmVdI/AAAAAAAADrY/CWPCD84fLyY/s320/empainted.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Emily may be quiet and reserved, but there is a wild and spunky persona just beneath the surface.&amp;nbsp; It comes out when you least expect it.&amp;nbsp; This week is red ribbon week and every day has had a theme tied to it.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday at her school was super hero day!&amp;nbsp; She was one of the very few who actually wore a costume!&amp;nbsp; She was Wonder Woman.&amp;nbsp; Most kids cheated and wore logo t-shirts.&amp;nbsp; She received many compliments.&amp;nbsp; I told her she was truly a cool kid for showing the most spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rAIf7Bxuo0/TqmMwp2OepI/AAAAAAAADrg/K4AG_l0LnPw/s1600/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rAIf7Bxuo0/TqmMwp2OepI/AAAAAAAADrg/K4AG_l0LnPw/s320/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think if Ryan went to school with his best buddy Lucas the stories would be endless.&amp;nbsp; It could also be scary.&amp;nbsp; They have so much fun together.&amp;nbsp; Today his school's theme is:&amp;nbsp; TWIN DAY.&amp;nbsp; These two would have been twins for sure between his&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt; mom &lt;/a&gt;and me it would have been well plotted out.&amp;nbsp; I felt a little bad, I don't know any of the moms.&amp;nbsp; But not to worry.&amp;nbsp; My son and another friend of his worked out all the details and they were going to be twins.&amp;nbsp; Jeans, school t-shirts, and slip on shoes which they both have.&amp;nbsp; Now how cool is that???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are your proud (or perhaps not so proud moments)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-293734290516518332?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/293734290516518332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=293734290516518332&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/293734290516518332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/293734290516518332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/proud-mommy-moments-cool-kids.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments--Cool Kids'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8w0e8QaBAA/TqmK3cOscXI/AAAAAAAADrQ/JDJ8ThqvvDc/s72-c/kristin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2081748877818572814</id><published>2011-10-26T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:00:02.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>DWTS--Broadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It's Broadway baby!&amp;nbsp; What a fun theme night.&amp;nbsp; Carson Cressley&amp;nbsp; got to be called in for creative director.&amp;nbsp; Hey if you can't dance it, teach it!&amp;nbsp; I was glad he was back to play and help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pr8NnxPYPc/TqeVih2ul4I/AAAAAAAADqQ/fb6Gd6CElz0/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pr8NnxPYPc/TqeVih2ul4I/AAAAAAAADqQ/fb6Gd6CElz0/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl&amp;nbsp; dance The Cha Cha from "Jersey Boy."&amp;nbsp; All I can say is, loosen up Rob.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said it was clean precise and had good timing, but that there was no ryhtmn.&amp;nbsp; "It was all stiff and starchy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno told Rob that when you do "Broadway" you've got to take it full on!&amp;nbsp; He called Rob's dance attiquette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that it was not as great as last week, but it had a lot more charisma.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She said he was quite the man on the dance floor, and added that he was a late bloomer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zt__qzl-aHs/TqeYQ_0AakI/AAAAAAAADqY/EsfidC54aCg/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zt__qzl-aHs/TqeYQ_0AakI/AAAAAAAADqY/EsfidC54aCg/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Nancy and Tristan are dancing to Spamalot with a&amp;nbsp; Foxtrot.&amp;nbsp; Now Nancy is no Kirstie Alley, but she has come a long way.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy seeing how she challenges herself each week and how she has grown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called her Nancy Dance A Lot, with Sir Lancelot.&amp;nbsp; He said the dance had just the right amount of humor, and that the foxtrot was well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said, "You showed me!"&amp;nbsp; She called it a show stopper!&amp;nbsp; Excellent!&amp;nbsp; Very very good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said it had much more personality, however noted that the foxtrot needs to be in holds more and it wasn't.&amp;nbsp; (And arguing between Bruno and Len ensued.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEwOKwDq6_Q/TqeZahEBkcI/AAAAAAAADqg/hLsU8O3ZsH8/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEwOKwDq6_Q/TqeZahEBkcI/AAAAAAAADqg/hLsU8O3ZsH8/s320/dwtsdavidandkym6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Kym 1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From Grease, David and Kym are dancing The Quick Step.&amp;nbsp; I thought he was doing pretty good.&amp;nbsp; And I thought she looked exactly Sandy from Grease! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that it is really hard to live up to an iconic classic really well, but as far performance goes they completely lived up to it! She noted that they were out of sync today.&amp;nbsp; I didn't notice.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I was too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said it was a little rough around the edges, but that it was fun and high energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno said that David had the&amp;nbsp; exuberence and charm of a frisky teemager, but that he went off on the wrong foot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-_7w6dNZ6Q/TqegxiuIb5I/AAAAAAAADqo/rXEDUfyJJtM/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-_7w6dNZ6Q/TqegxiuIb5I/AAAAAAAADqo/rXEDUfyJJtM/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Rikki and Derek are dancing from Guys and Dolls with a quick step and it is very good.&amp;nbsp; Rikki is worried about the bar being set by JR, but she is quite a competitor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that&amp;nbsp; luck didn't need to&amp;nbsp; be a lady if you've got talent.&amp;nbsp; He nitpicks about her head occasionally staying to left, but insists that he loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno told them they had impeccable style, outstanding choreography, and the interpatation was "beyond belief."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann called it beautiful and poetry in motion! "Can anyone say "Tony Award!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9 Where's the 10????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kw0Sal_rjS4/TqeiYYfDQJI/AAAAAAAADqw/HlB-pFpWaf8/s1600/dwtschazandlacey6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kw0Sal_rjS4/TqeiYYfDQJI/AAAAAAAADqw/HlB-pFpWaf8/s320/dwtschazandlacey6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chaz and Lacey 1-800-868-3412&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chaz and Lacey dance to The Phatom of Opera with&amp;nbsp; The Tango.&amp;nbsp; Lacey is telling him he has to up his game.&amp;nbsp; Well duh.&amp;nbsp; He has needed to up his game since week two.&amp;nbsp; I am not impressed once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno called it a different phantom: like a cute little penguin trying to be a big menacing bird of prey.&amp;nbsp; He said some roles fit certain characters and some don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said she somewhat agreed with Bruno.&amp;nbsp; She said it was the most aggressive she has seen him, but at week six,&amp;nbsp; she wanted to see more confidence in the movement quality. And added that Lacey was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said that the first rule is to get through the routine--and "you did that"&amp;nbsp; He said it wasn't his best dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total:&amp;nbsp; 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oF3-2Hs3mU/TqejuN-rXsI/AAAAAAAADq4/GKcIuEuOQ_A/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oF3-2Hs3mU/TqejuN-rXsI/AAAAAAAADq4/GKcIuEuOQ_A/s320/dwtshopeandmaks6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From Rent, Hope and Maks are dancing the Rumba.&amp;nbsp; She is too calculating.&amp;nbsp; Or she is too much in her head.&amp;nbsp; I want her to relax, because I do think she can do it.&amp;nbsp; She is also very tall and that could be hinderance as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann said that she could see all the effort and for the first time she could see Hope relaxing, but sees that it still&amp;nbsp; goes against her natural fiestiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len said he was at a loss,and added that he has never lost faith in her.&amp;nbsp; He says there is so much there but it hasn't come out.&amp;nbsp; He blames her flat boots and Maks for the performance and then words were exchanged.&amp;nbsp; It got kind of ugly.&amp;nbsp; Maks said the show was his.&amp;nbsp; Ummm... no it is not.&amp;nbsp; Tom steps in and makes everyone shut the h*** up but nicer you know. And let's Bruno speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno told&amp;nbsp; Hope that her performance&amp;nbsp; worked at times, but told her the Rumba never stops moving.&amp;nbsp; Hers did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7TD7taW66Q/TqelLGoJSiI/AAAAAAAADrA/gHBZKfDm0Y8/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7TD7taW66Q/TqelLGoJSiI/AAAAAAAADrA/gHBZKfDm0Y8/s320/dwtsjrandkarina6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JR and Karina do The Quick Step from Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Karina uses very difficult choreography.&amp;nbsp; And together they wow the crowd and the judges alike.&amp;nbsp; It's a great performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len calls him truly relentless and even compared him to Helio Castroneves who won with Julianne Hough in Season 5. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno exclaimed it was a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann awarded another Tony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len: 9 Seriously Len, do you hide your 10's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total: 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The group dance was from Cabaret.&amp;nbsp; And it was awesome.&amp;nbsp; Nerdy me would love to do something exactly like that.&amp;nbsp; To be in a big production number like that.&amp;nbsp; What fun that must have been.&amp;nbsp; No scores were given, just comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Len called it a fitting tribute to Broadway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruno loved every minute of it...though you could hardly tell it by his actions which spoke much louder than his words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Carrie Ann loved seeing all of their personalities coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And who is going home?&amp;nbsp; Despite the ugly drama, Hope and Maks are not going home. &amp;nbsp; This week it is:&amp;nbsp; Chaz and Lacey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-2081748877818572814?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2081748877818572814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2081748877818572814&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2081748877818572814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2081748877818572814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/dwts-broadway.html' title='DWTS--Broadway'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pr8NnxPYPc/TqeVih2ul4I/AAAAAAAADqQ/fb6Gd6CElz0/s72-c/dwtsrobandcheryl6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7304979941118343976</id><published>2011-10-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:10:42.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XE9vDvudCk/TqZHmhW1XlI/AAAAAAAADqA/w4uEPGgTGjU/s1600/squirrel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XE9vDvudCk/TqZHmhW1XlI/AAAAAAAADqA/w4uEPGgTGjU/s320/squirrel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh no they didn't!&amp;nbsp; Oh yes they did!&amp;nbsp; They have started showing Christmas commercials.&amp;nbsp; Christmas commercials.&amp;nbsp; We haven't even gone trick or treating yet.&amp;nbsp; Is it too much to ask to wait for this until November 1st at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TCB"&amp;nbsp; Taking Care of Business.&amp;nbsp; Elvis wore that on a ring.&amp;nbsp; I hate doing it.&amp;nbsp; You know what I'm talking about.&amp;nbsp; Phone calls.&amp;nbsp; Whether it is making or canceling appointments or dealing with a bill that has gone wrong.&amp;nbsp; I just hate doing it. I am more of texting/emailing kind of girl.&amp;nbsp; That whole kind of technology was invented just for people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you remember your dreams?&amp;nbsp; Rich was telling me of his bizarre dream from the night before, and all I could think was hmmm did I even have a dream?&amp;nbsp; Well I am sure I did, but seriously do not remember my dreams most nights.&amp;nbsp; I just sleep.&amp;nbsp; Dreams are an important part of sleep, so I am sure I do dream, I just simply do not remember them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was non stop for me.&amp;nbsp; I brought my BFF's daughter out from the OC to get a haircut and to see Kristin in her play--totally awesome btw.&amp;nbsp; They did The Hobbit.&amp;nbsp; And their hard work really showed.&amp;nbsp; It was a great show.&amp;nbsp; The haircut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8p1k5_UhQkg/TqbQl5N2lRI/AAAAAAAADqI/ifemwD3nbrg/s1600/katiehaircut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8p1k5_UhQkg/TqbQl5N2lRI/AAAAAAAADqI/ifemwD3nbrg/s320/katiehaircut.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Came out super cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I think the best part of the weekend was spending the afternoon/evening with my bestie &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; We shopped til we dropped.&amp;nbsp; She went crazy, and I had some fun too.&amp;nbsp; We went to dinner, and then we went to the show.&amp;nbsp; It was all for her birthday.&amp;nbsp; It was a total blast.&amp;nbsp; Go and visit her &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;and see what all we did and wish her a happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-7304979941118343976?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7304979941118343976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7304979941118343976&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7304979941118343976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7304979941118343976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-no-they-didnt-oh-yes-they-did-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XE9vDvudCk/TqZHmhW1XlI/AAAAAAAADqA/w4uEPGgTGjU/s72-c/squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8117131800837140821</id><published>2011-10-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:40:07.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Just Fun</title><content type='html'>In light of my serious and loaded question last week, I thought I would ask some fun and random questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been driving somewhere you normally go, and the car goes the wrong way?&amp;nbsp; Certainly it must the car.&amp;nbsp; It couldn't possibly be your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever forgotten to put on deodorant and wondered what that smell was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered where all the pens and pencils have gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ate the last cookie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever forgotten to pay a bill?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We all call our children by the wrong name, but do any of them have a combination of two?&amp;nbsp; Emily is forever being called "Kr-Emily" Poor dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been so tired that your thought process stops mid sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one or more of these things have happened to you, congratulations you are a parent, over worked and exhausted.&amp;nbsp; There is no known cure.&amp;nbsp; Except maybe sleep.&amp;nbsp; I can neither confirm no deny any of these have happened to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d3lJX0MMg/TqWUb15UPVI/AAAAAAAADp0/of-kt0aGIvA/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d3lJX0MMg/TqWUb15UPVI/AAAAAAAADp0/of-kt0aGIvA/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-8117131800837140821?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/8117131800837140821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=8117131800837140821&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8117131800837140821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8117131800837140821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-fun.html' title='Just Fun'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d3lJX0MMg/TqWUb15UPVI/AAAAAAAADp0/of-kt0aGIvA/s72-c/question2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8302258864265743160</id><published>2011-10-21T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:10:52.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><title type='text'>I Must Confess--I'm a MOM</title><content type='html'>It is time to confess with &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi.&lt;/a&gt;..and it feels like it has been forever since my last confession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6C4o2-GIPg/TqGOwro6TFI/AAAAAAAADps/MLLSFT_COk4/s1600/messes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6C4o2-GIPg/TqGOwro6TFI/AAAAAAAADps/MLLSFT_COk4/s1600/messes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dress like a mom.&amp;nbsp; Not that it's a bad thing.&amp;nbsp; I just want something that doesn't totally scream mom. Even my hair is mom-like. &lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strike&gt;totally blown away &lt;/strike&gt;pleasantly surprised by my niece.&amp;nbsp; Her baby spit up on her right before we were about to go out to lunch.&amp;nbsp; Rather than change her &lt;strike&gt;entire outfit&lt;/strike&gt; shirt she simply shrugged and said, "I'm a mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a mom I can not remember when I had my last haircut.&amp;nbsp; The other day Rich was telling me he needed one.&amp;nbsp; I said it had been months since I had one.&amp;nbsp; Months people.&amp;nbsp; My bangs touch the tip of my nose.&amp;nbsp; It's time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Back on my "mom" look...I was at the store yesterday, and I was getting warm--it was NOT a hot flash.&amp;nbsp; I took my hoodie off and my shirt was TUCKED IN!&amp;nbsp; Tucked in!&amp;nbsp; What am I, 90????&amp;nbsp; I don't even know how I managed that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may dress and look like a mom, but at least I am not stuffing myself into pants that three sizes too small and wearing shirts that say "hottie" on them.&amp;nbsp; Then I would have some real confessing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you guilty of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-8302258864265743160?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/8302258864265743160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=8302258864265743160&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8302258864265743160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8302258864265743160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-confess-im-mom.html' title='I Must Confess--I&apos;m a MOM'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6C4o2-GIPg/TqGOwro6TFI/AAAAAAAADps/MLLSFT_COk4/s72-c/messes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8877814822580999427</id><published>2011-10-20T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T07:00:06.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>DWTS--Totally Rad 80's!!!</title><content type='html'>Like ohmygosh it's totally radical!&amp;nbsp; It's 80's night on DWTS!&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's like barf me out the door while other times it was totally trippendicular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFlmkoWqW8/Tp7jIUrEG3I/AAAAAAAADok/m1pZISAnTkM/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFlmkoWqW8/Tp7jIUrEG3I/AAAAAAAADok/m1pZISAnTkM/s320/dwtshopeandmaks5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and Maks are dancing the Tango tonight.&amp;nbsp; She is very driven and quite the perfectionist.&amp;nbsp; I think she would do really well if she could loosen up a little and believe in herself.&amp;nbsp; I didn't like their Tango, perhaps it was the dulled down version of "Living on a Prayer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len tells Maks that he did a good job but that the Tango is about action and reaction. He goes on to tell Hope she was to too filleted and willowy(He got booed for tha!)He told her she was too loose limbed but that&amp;nbsp; he liked the aggression the attack. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bruno called Hope the 80's super bitch,&amp;nbsp; "Full on&amp;nbsp; Alexis Carrington-Colby mode(scary that he knows this!) Padded shoulders, sharp stilletos, always ready for a fight or a night of passion.&amp;nbsp; Strong, Sexy and powerful!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann agrees with both of them saying she was totally strong and so in character...She warned that sometimes she attacked so hard some of her lines got awkward.&amp;nbsp; "Less is more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gy0X21TscvE/Tp-QUQ90woI/AAAAAAAADo0/t28t3851CHg/s1600/dwtscarsonandanna5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gy0X21TscvE/Tp-QUQ90woI/AAAAAAAADo0/t28t3851CHg/s320/dwtscarsonandanna5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carson and Anna 1-800-868-3409&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carson and Anna dance The Jive to Wake Me Up(Before You Go-Go).&amp;nbsp; Carson is so easy to love and enjoy.&amp;nbsp; I would love to go to lunch with him and people watch and trash talk.&amp;nbsp; You know it would be a blast.&amp;nbsp; He puts on a show when he is on the dance floor, but he can't dance.&amp;nbsp; But we love the fun he provides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said it was loonier than looney tunes, and that it was a crowning achievement in madness.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann agreed that it was definitely fun, but that it was week 5 and she was not seeing too much technique anywhere. Carson defended that there was a little technique but a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Len said, "I like you, you know I like you...if I was judging with my heart, you would be back next week.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure that will happen."&amp;nbsp; It was a bittersweet moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 6&lt;br /&gt;Len: 6&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D1jxq7jSF8/Tp-SebvpcUI/AAAAAAAADo8/slewI3fuiAA/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D1jxq7jSF8/Tp-SebvpcUI/AAAAAAAADo8/slewI3fuiAA/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy and Tristan are dancing the Rumba it is&amp;nbsp; very classy and clean.&amp;nbsp; By clean, I mean that it is danced well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann calls it "nice and appropriate." She says she wants to see real passion, that she doesn't feel Nancy has a connection to the dance.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Len said it was simple, effective and flowed with ease and elegance.&amp;nbsp; He noted that there were a few&amp;nbsp; unstable moments, but that it was overall good.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called her a southern belle, and that she hit it just right.&amp;nbsp; "It was sensuous; one of your best dances."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4_c1eiVUnA/Tp-YtWCXUdI/AAAAAAAADpE/riHflvCpYJ0/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4_c1eiVUnA/Tp-YtWCXUdI/AAAAAAAADpE/riHflvCpYJ0/s320/dwtsjrandkarina5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JR and Karina dance The Samba to "Conga."&amp;nbsp; He's got IT.&amp;nbsp; I know I've been saying it every week, but I want to see him win!&amp;nbsp; He's definitely a contender. &lt;br /&gt;Len said,"I didn't think you would come out and preform anything like that!&amp;nbsp; But from now on when anybody asks how to dance the Samba, I'm going to say, 'Have a look at JR.' "&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said, "Talk about hip action! You were a loin shattering sex machine! So much fire down below... a volcano! Brilliant!"&amp;nbsp; Gotta love Bruno's descriptive powers.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said she wanted more of that! "Amazing!&amp;nbsp; You were on fire!&amp;nbsp; That is the way to dance the samba!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totals:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 9&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;br /&gt;Total: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsmXWSPkEZE/Tp-adD6llrI/AAAAAAAADpM/hngsbRu3VPw/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsmXWSPkEZE/Tp-adD6llrI/AAAAAAAADpM/hngsbRu3VPw/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Cheryl dance The Rumba and Little Romeo comes into rehearsal to teach him how to "Rumba"&amp;nbsp; and be "seductive."&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp; like the blind leading the blind.&amp;nbsp; Their Rumba was good.&amp;nbsp; Not spectacular and breath taking, but good.&amp;nbsp; He improves each week.&amp;nbsp; But I do not see him as a contender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called him Rob the Heartthrob and commended him for finally using Cheryl as a partner and not hiding behind her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said that from the beginning she saw potential. She compared him to the tortoise and the hare.&amp;nbsp; "Making steps each week."&lt;br /&gt;Len said that this dance, for guys is very hard to be masculine in, and told him he did it! "You took command, and you were working it!"&amp;nbsp; Ummm...not sure I saw the same dance as you Len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2LM7ERj0U0/Tp-eyvrps-I/AAAAAAAADpU/Nlm6wtpdRIY/s1600/dwtschazandlacey5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2LM7ERj0U0/Tp-eyvrps-I/AAAAAAAADpU/Nlm6wtpdRIY/s320/dwtschazandlacey5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chaz and Lacey 1-800-868-3412&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaz and Lacey are also dancing The Samba.&amp;nbsp; I would not want to follow JR's act.&amp;nbsp; While he did dance more than he has in a couple of weeks, he still did not do much dancing and there was a wardrobe malfunction!&amp;nbsp; His fly was open!&amp;nbsp; Gah!&amp;nbsp; My eyes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said he was still going strong from last week and that it was the most dancing from week one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Len said it was a gallant effort.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He said that Chaz had a feel for the dance but that&amp;nbsp; the technique&amp;nbsp; was lacking.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said that he got the dance going but that it was like dribbling a basketball.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Bruno!&amp;nbsp; I find your honesty very refreshing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&amp;nbsp; Now about these scores....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v07TBiUwKrU/Tp-lbeDehYI/AAAAAAAADpc/KbaBvAXvxEU/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v07TBiUwKrU/Tp-lbeDehYI/AAAAAAAADpc/KbaBvAXvxEU/s320/dwtsdavidandkym5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Kym 1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David and Kym danced The Tango and I was wowed.&amp;nbsp; He did good.&amp;nbsp; His little girl was IMPRESSED!&amp;nbsp; As in, "Wow, my Daddy is way cooler than your Daddy!"&amp;nbsp; It was super cute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len&amp;nbsp; said that this is the 1/2 way phase. " You have to show up or shut up...you have SHOWN UP!"&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called it The Tango with a rebel yell. (Even though they danced to "Tainted Love")&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said that he is improving tremendously, and that she wants him to work on&amp;nbsp; his musicality.&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nxOe7Q8zoc/Tp-n9FMqe3I/AAAAAAAADpk/CYvMGNkKbDA/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nxOe7Q8zoc/Tp-n9FMqe3I/AAAAAAAADpk/CYvMGNkKbDA/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 1987, Rikki was just being discovered and Derek, well Derek was just being....a baby.&amp;nbsp; Their dance is The Foxtrot. It is not a typical Foxtrot and even has the "running man" worked into it, which sadly Rikki botches.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno tells Rikki that&amp;nbsp; he still has nightmares of the running man, and says, "you did it wrong!"&amp;nbsp; He told her she did not have to do that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann agreed with Bruno that she was way off. But she noted that together they are an amazing team. &lt;br /&gt;Len said&amp;nbsp; that was not the mood he appreciated in the foxtrot.And that as far as holds went there was no body contact, and the footwork was hit and miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Home:&amp;nbsp; Carson and Anna.&amp;nbsp; Goodbye fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Next week:&amp;nbsp; Broadway.&amp;nbsp; Shoot!&amp;nbsp; Carson would have been perfect for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-8877814822580999427?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/8877814822580999427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=8877814822580999427&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8877814822580999427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/8877814822580999427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/dwts-totally-rad-80s.html' title='DWTS--Totally Rad 80&apos;s!!!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFlmkoWqW8/Tp7jIUrEG3I/AAAAAAAADok/m1pZISAnTkM/s72-c/dwtshopeandmaks5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3851617881977584584</id><published>2011-10-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:55:52.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Peeves'/><title type='text'>Curse You Blogger!</title><content type='html'>I know what you are thinking...where the heck is DWTS???&amp;nbsp; It's a good thing I don't get paid to do this--though we all know I should!&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; I spent two hours writing and working on my recap.&amp;nbsp; I was ready to publish and go to bed.&amp;nbsp; Blogger had not saved my rewrite!&amp;nbsp; Thankfully all my notes are still there.&amp;nbsp; I will be posting the recap tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I simply do not have time to get it out this morning before school and other errands.&amp;nbsp; Bad blogger!&amp;nbsp; Arrrgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow with my recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRbtM40-rqo/Tp7kxxNdmDI/AAAAAAAADos/yHV_9zXdVV4/s1600/dancing-with-the-stars2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRbtM40-rqo/Tp7kxxNdmDI/AAAAAAAADos/yHV_9zXdVV4/s1600/dancing-with-the-stars2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-3851617881977584584?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3851617881977584584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3851617881977584584&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3851617881977584584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3851617881977584584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/curse-you-blogger.html' title='Curse You Blogger!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRbtM40-rqo/Tp7kxxNdmDI/AAAAAAAADos/yHV_9zXdVV4/s72-c/dancing-with-the-stars2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3108663448570080042</id><published>2011-10-18T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:08:40.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's Just Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwmMSxD5O_8/Tp0Qpe24VJI/AAAAAAAADnE/5MaGp3L5PRs/s1600/sadsumo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwmMSxD5O_8/Tp0Qpe24VJI/AAAAAAAADnE/5MaGp3L5PRs/s320/sadsumo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's time to get my random on.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Why not?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's been a while since I have been random.&amp;nbsp; It's fun to be random.&amp;nbsp; I am tired.&amp;nbsp; Tired is the best time to BE random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave that pretty kitty a ride to the vet.&amp;nbsp; He's a butterball and would never hurt anyone or anything....except maybe a fly.&amp;nbsp; He's a gentle giant.&amp;nbsp; He got out and got into a fight.&amp;nbsp; He lost...he's okay...just has a bite wound on his back foot.&amp;nbsp; But he won't put weight on it so we took him to make sure he wasn't hurt real bad.&amp;nbsp; Poor Sumo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONrQPasWje4/Tp0RpQFiw6I/AAAAAAAADnM/mGIZ2ickP4w/s1600/ryanstent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONrQPasWje4/Tp0RpQFiw6I/AAAAAAAADnM/mGIZ2ickP4w/s320/ryanstent.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Ryan's "tent."&amp;nbsp; He made it himself.&amp;nbsp; I took it with the new features on my iPhone.&amp;nbsp; The volume button doubles as a shutter release, and bonus there is a grid now too!&amp;nbsp; Who knew?&amp;nbsp; Fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; Other stuff I am still getting used to, but I am enjoying it.&amp;nbsp; I had to do a complete factory reset though.&amp;nbsp; That kind of (totally) sucked. But I have it almost back to "normal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG8RbPQFN4E/Tp0UY7VjJOI/AAAAAAAADnU/rNhlP7cSy6Y/s1600/turd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG8RbPQFN4E/Tp0UY7VjJOI/AAAAAAAADnU/rNhlP7cSy6Y/s320/turd.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saw this on Pintrest and just had to to have it.&amp;nbsp; You don't even have to say the first part, you can just send the guilty party to the yard.&amp;nbsp; But, they have to "lay in the yard."&amp;nbsp; You can also tell the jerk who cuts you in traffic, "Go lay in the yard!"&amp;nbsp; Your kids will think your nuts, but at least you will be refraining from saying anything worse.&amp;nbsp; You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly one Diet Coke left in the fridge.&amp;nbsp; ONE.&amp;nbsp; This is like having ONE piece of chocolate.&amp;nbsp; Oh who am I kidding?&amp;nbsp; Who on this planet has ONE piece of chocolate?&amp;nbsp; But ONE Diet Coke with two heavy Diet Coke drinkers in the house is not a good thing.&amp;nbsp; It could get ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh....their coming....fast approaching...I even saw a commercial for them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ez4uVr7nXgg/Tp2VvheFJiI/AAAAAAAADnc/KMn4yeDijKI/s1600/snoopy_christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ez4uVr7nXgg/Tp2VvheFJiI/AAAAAAAADnc/KMn4yeDijKI/s320/snoopy_christmas.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say we have to have a lot more Halloween and Thanksgiving before we should even begin to see this stuff.&amp;nbsp; I am already seeing them making room, and displaying it.&amp;nbsp; Pretty soon it will be out year round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-3108663448570080042?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3108663448570080042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3108663448570080042&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3108663448570080042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3108663448570080042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-just-random.html' title='It&apos;s Just Random'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwmMSxD5O_8/Tp0Qpe24VJI/AAAAAAAADnE/5MaGp3L5PRs/s72-c/sadsumo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6308465209134995844</id><published>2011-10-17T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:25:54.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Are You Born That Way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-un6qe7yycP8/TpvNzNBQirI/AAAAAAAADm0/C7K-df_TGZU/s1600/goodvsevil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-un6qe7yycP8/TpvNzNBQirI/AAAAAAAADm0/C7K-df_TGZU/s320/goodvsevil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as we sat around the dinner table, we talked about the talks that were given during church.&amp;nbsp; As most conversations do, it took a slight turn.&amp;nbsp; Kristin was talking about how one of her friends at school was asking questions about the church.&amp;nbsp; Baptism came into the discussion, and she was able to tell the story of her baptism.&amp;nbsp; She had to go under three times.&amp;nbsp; Yes three!&amp;nbsp; We believe the prayer should be said perfectly, and that the person should be immersed entirely.&amp;nbsp; Long story short, it took three attempts.&amp;nbsp; This moved the conversation to the Catholic faith--which Rich grew up Catholic--and how in their faith you are baptized as a baby.&amp;nbsp; This in turn led to another conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of her classes, Kristin's teacher asked the class if people are born good, neutral, or evil.&amp;nbsp; She had them stand at certain points in the room according to their opinion.&amp;nbsp; Kristin, being young, and seeing good in everyone chose "neutral."&amp;nbsp; I didn't.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am of the opinion that there are some people who are born with evil in them.&amp;nbsp; I don't like that I feel that way, but I seen too much, and I know I have yet to see more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about my daughter's age, there was a scary man loose in my area.&amp;nbsp; He was raping and murdering women.&amp;nbsp; Women of all ages.&amp;nbsp; He was evil.&amp;nbsp; He was dubbed, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Ramirez"&gt;"The Night Stalker."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; It was the middle of summer, we had no air conditioning and we slept with our windows shut.&amp;nbsp; I slept with a bat by my bed.&amp;nbsp; A wooden bat.&amp;nbsp; Old and splintered.&amp;nbsp; Additionally my softball trophy with the marble base was within my grasp--and I was well practiced.&amp;nbsp; I was not going down without a fight.&amp;nbsp; I was scared, but he was not going to "get me."&amp;nbsp; He was caught in a neighboring city and beat by the neighborhood watch crew.&amp;nbsp; He is on death row.&amp;nbsp; Despite that, he still strikes me as evil.&amp;nbsp; In a court room stock footage, he looked at the camera and grinned.&amp;nbsp; He was quoted as saying he was going to "Disneyland." He gives me the eeebie jeebies.&amp;nbsp; There are others:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Bundy"&gt;Ted Bundy&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeffrey_R._MacDonald"&gt; Jeffrey R. MacDonald&lt;/a&gt; who were seemingly "normal" well liked individuals.&amp;nbsp; When in reality they were calculating, and "monsters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your opinion?&amp;nbsp; Are people born evil?&amp;nbsp; Or are we born neutral, and then grown into good or evil?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7HjqSPvmSGk/TpxWY2oAPoI/AAAAAAAADm8/toA5JDf5SyE/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7HjqSPvmSGk/TpxWY2oAPoI/AAAAAAAADm8/toA5JDf5SyE/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6308465209134995844?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6308465209134995844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6308465209134995844&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6308465209134995844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6308465209134995844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-you-born-that-way.html' title='Are You Born That Way?'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-un6qe7yycP8/TpvNzNBQirI/AAAAAAAADm0/C7K-df_TGZU/s72-c/goodvsevil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1537161580188514939</id><published>2011-10-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:00:05.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Six Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np853vH9TbE/TpfK3Xj7_8I/AAAAAAAADmE/wWCHs3ALYUw/s1600/Picturesfromdisk+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np853vH9TbE/TpfK3Xj7_8I/AAAAAAAADmE/wWCHs3ALYUw/s320/Picturesfromdisk+062.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 14, 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He came a day late.&amp;nbsp; He weighed 8 pounds 10.3 ounces and was 21 and three quarters inches long.&amp;nbsp; I was thrilled at that size.&amp;nbsp; If he had been small like his sisters, I would have had a lot of weight to lose.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7xT-eBMyeM/TpfPFLT3TdI/AAAAAAAADmM/WFzsR8w95kk/s1600/DSCF0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7xT-eBMyeM/TpfPFLT3TdI/AAAAAAAADmM/WFzsR8w95kk/s320/DSCF0200.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before he turned two, he chipped a tooth and broke his nose.&amp;nbsp; He has since done more...falling in the duck pond and throwing a rock up in the air and hitting himself in the head to name a few.&amp;nbsp; Yep...he's a boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cPEqVSo1NXI/TpfR7lQ-NsI/AAAAAAAADmc/FOm8VvSFg5s/s1600/superryan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cPEqVSo1NXI/TpfR7lQ-NsI/AAAAAAAADmc/FOm8VvSFg5s/s320/superryan.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Showing off his Super muscles before Trick or Treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gw4-NEdGb4/TpfSRiKNBlI/AAAAAAAADmk/ut2o2Oz71qw/s1600/Ryan1stdayofschool2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gw4-NEdGb4/TpfSRiKNBlI/AAAAAAAADmk/ut2o2Oz71qw/s320/Ryan1stdayofschool2010.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last year he started kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; He is one of the youngest in his class barely making the cut off.&amp;nbsp; He was still four.&amp;nbsp; He adapted well to the many changes that took place in his young life.&amp;nbsp; School.&amp;nbsp; A new teacher.&amp;nbsp; Another new teacher, and then right at the end of the year another new teacher.&amp;nbsp; He had a great first year of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfPKAB1uO04/TpfTAqwpJfI/AAAAAAAADms/cu7T10bc-dY/s1600/ryanlake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfPKAB1uO04/TpfTAqwpJfI/AAAAAAAADms/cu7T10bc-dY/s320/ryanlake2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's my baby.&amp;nbsp; He is wild at times.&amp;nbsp; He chews on his shirts.&amp;nbsp; He is high strung.&amp;nbsp; He is huggable.&amp;nbsp; He is bright.&amp;nbsp; He is super funny.&amp;nbsp; He loves his family.&amp;nbsp; And he is super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Ry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-1537161580188514939?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1537161580188514939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1537161580188514939&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1537161580188514939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1537161580188514939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-years-ago.html' title='Six Years Ago...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np853vH9TbE/TpfK3Xj7_8I/AAAAAAAADmE/wWCHs3ALYUw/s72-c/Picturesfromdisk+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-329537673225146937</id><published>2011-10-13T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:08:29.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moment</title><content type='html'>Usually the Proud Mommy Moments are reserved for when the kids do things that are worthy of bragging about or those moments when you hang your head in shame.&amp;nbsp; Well this time, I am hanging my head my in shame but it's my own doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment #1&amp;nbsp; I went to pick up my son from school.&amp;nbsp; I meet him right out front by "the tree."&amp;nbsp; I got there and saw who I thought was my little guy happily hugging the tree.&amp;nbsp; Silly boy.&amp;nbsp; Then I noticed the sport bottle with "US ARMY" on it.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was weird.&amp;nbsp; Who gave him that?&amp;nbsp; Just as I was about to tap his shoulder and ask, the boy turned and to my surprise and udder shame it was NOT MY KID!&amp;nbsp; Yeah that was a proud moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdp_Ui72uaQ/TpcZdW_TyVI/AAAAAAAADls/UgqIAhtLevU/s1600/ryankgrad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdp_Ui72uaQ/TpcZdW_TyVI/AAAAAAAADls/UgqIAhtLevU/s320/ryankgrad.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you seen me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Moment #2&amp;nbsp; We (the boy and I--yeah I had the right one) were picking up Emily.&amp;nbsp; Normally she has a ride home.&amp;nbsp; But this day, she needed me to pick her up.&amp;nbsp; I was parked and waiting.&amp;nbsp; Looking out for her among the masses.&amp;nbsp; No sign of her.&amp;nbsp; I was getting restless and so was Ryan so we walked to the corner to flag her down.&amp;nbsp; Never saw her.&amp;nbsp; Walked back to the car and there she was across the street waiting and looking around.&amp;nbsp; Yep, totally missed her.&amp;nbsp; Great moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1ZYqYHEA_s/Tpc0jaJgK8I/AAAAAAAADl0/6HK-hq8q41o/s1600/emsun+%25281+of+1%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1ZYqYHEA_s/Tpc0jaJgK8I/AAAAAAAADl0/6HK-hq8q41o/s320/emsun+%25281+of+1%2529.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over here mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Moment#3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just last night calling my kids for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Called Kristin 4 times,&amp;nbsp; when I finally hear her say, "Mom! I'm right here!"&amp;nbsp; She was in the family room.&amp;nbsp; In my chair.&amp;nbsp; Yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjMuXuzKsXU/Tpc12NWUiEI/AAAAAAAADl8/nvHBNtcj_6E/s1600/kristin1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjMuXuzKsXU/Tpc12NWUiEI/AAAAAAAADl8/nvHBNtcj_6E/s320/kristin1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love our mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What is your proud Mommy moment?&amp;nbsp; Link up with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt;KMama&lt;/a&gt; and share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-329537673225146937?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/329537673225146937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=329537673225146937&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/329537673225146937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/329537673225146937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/proud-mommy-moment.html' title='Proud Mommy Moment'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdp_Ui72uaQ/TpcZdW_TyVI/AAAAAAAADls/UgqIAhtLevU/s72-c/ryankgrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-7095532239336394811</id><published>2011-10-12T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:52:36.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>DWTS Movie Night</title><content type='html'>Tonight is dancing in the movies!&amp;nbsp; Well actually it is dancing to themes from famous movies.&amp;nbsp; And some are quite...*ahem*&amp;nbsp; "Impossible."&amp;nbsp; You might say the producers, or whomever picks the music have gone completely "Psycho!"&amp;nbsp; Okay enough with the puns.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSn_C9-JZvg/TpTI3xxj9qI/AAAAAAAADkk/XBKmUgThhQk/s1600/dwtschynnaandtony4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSn_C9-JZvg/TpTI3xxj9qI/AAAAAAAADkk/XBKmUgThhQk/s320/dwtschynnaandtony4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chynna and Tony 1-800-868-3404&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chynna and Tony are up first and they have to&amp;nbsp; Tango to "Mission Impossible." First of all she put WAY too much pressure on herself. And it showed, because she messed up and you could see Tony counting/talking her through it.&amp;nbsp; On the results show you get to hear what they are saying.&amp;nbsp; I always like that part.&amp;nbsp; Tony was lowered in at the beginning of the dance from the ceiling a'la Tom Cruise.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The dance could have been really great.&amp;nbsp; But she really was stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len liked the balance of the character of dance and the flavor of the film, but noted that there were a lot of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno told her not to worry&amp;nbsp; because she flash, burn, and hot! BUT she lost the plot.&amp;nbsp; He told her he hoped that she comes back to show what she can do.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann pointed out and admired how she did not lose her composure.&amp;nbsp; And that what she did was exquisite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS_SFQjdOtY/TpTLrud9SjI/AAAAAAAADks/nrmxPN8vnJ8/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS_SFQjdOtY/TpTLrud9SjI/AAAAAAAADks/nrmxPN8vnJ8/s320/dwtsdavidandkym4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David and Kym danced The Paso Doble to the Indiana Jones theme.&amp;nbsp; David is ever improving, and delivers a strong and powerful Paso!&amp;nbsp; They receive a standing ovation. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno says, "Look at me David!&amp;nbsp; I love the way you crack your whip!"&amp;nbsp; He goes on to say that he is like a pumped up action hero ready to take us on a wild ride.&amp;nbsp; He advises him to watch his turns because he is a&amp;nbsp; bit unsteady.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said that David saved the day, and that she loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;Len said it had a great entry attitude, but&amp;nbsp; after that it was the "Temple of Doom!" (Courtney Cox looked shocked by that remark) Len said he (David) was doing too much of stomping of the feet.&amp;nbsp; Bruno argued that it was good and strong that way--the way he liked it! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Total:&amp;nbsp; 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoRb9x_ULiM/TpTNGpk_CAI/AAAAAAAADk0/Ic31n9XlW2o/s1600/dwtscarsonandanna4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoRb9x_ULiM/TpTNGpk_CAI/AAAAAAAADk0/Ic31n9XlW2o/s320/dwtscarsonandanna4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Carson and Anna 1-800-868-3409&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carson and Anna danced a Waltz to The Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of The Black Pearl.&amp;nbsp; Carson likes pirates because they wear tights, open shirts and hunt for jewelry.&amp;nbsp; Anna brings in a professional swordsmen to teach Carson some dueling techniques, which he later thanks the pro for wearing his shirt open.&amp;nbsp; He is a total character.&amp;nbsp; The dance itself would have been better suited as a freestyle.&amp;nbsp; It didn't make it as a Waltz but it was wildly entertaining.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann called it his most butch performance yet, but said he was a conundrum because she always knows everyone will have a good time but the technique is...and she made a weird noise.&amp;nbsp; To which Tom replied "Well, after that articulate critique...Len?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Len said there was no finesse no quality of movement but it was great fun and if he was home he would vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno dubbed it&amp;nbsp; Pirates 5&amp;nbsp; The revenge of The Gay Blade.&amp;nbsp; "You lost your step a few times but it was fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 6&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONF0TUkYIdQ/TpTWLfnu0eI/AAAAAAAADk8/CQGkLgMkQbY/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONF0TUkYIdQ/TpTWLfnu0eI/AAAAAAAADk8/CQGkLgMkQbY/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nancy and Tristan must Paso Doble to Flash Gordon by Queen.&amp;nbsp; Nancy does really good right up til the very end and then her footing gets mesed up.&amp;nbsp; It was like she was trying to do the splits or something.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure, but it went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len told her she is confident, but he can't get excited because it's not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno told her she's got to become a ball breaker out there, much like her TV persona. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann chastised them both and told them to give Nancy a little more credit she only advised her to connect more to the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jamnlNgiyps/TpTW9eyC5dI/AAAAAAAADlE/0SNXcSMoZks/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jamnlNgiyps/TpTW9eyC5dI/AAAAAAAADlE/0SNXcSMoZks/s320/dwtshopeandmaks4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope and Maks&amp;nbsp; are doing the Fox Trot to Toy Story's "You've Got A Friend In Me." I think the whole is super cute despite fighting in rehearsal as Maks often does with his partners.&amp;nbsp; Just the same,&amp;nbsp; they pull it together on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno says it is so lovely to see Jesse and Woody back together and making sweet music.&amp;nbsp; "You're so nice Maks. And when you're nice she's nice!"&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said they made her smile the whole way through. And that it was so refershing about seeing her having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Len gave it the honest truth, "You could all the way, you are the great dancer(Maks) and you are the great soccer player(Hope) and the more you polish the more you'll shine on this floor.&amp;nbsp; I don't think you're doing that.&amp;nbsp; You do that, and you'll go all the way!"&amp;nbsp; More time in rehearsal kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FQDIjorTng/TpTYUD1RLDI/AAAAAAAADlM/FPbcvmMJN2E/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FQDIjorTng/TpTYUD1RLDI/AAAAAAAADlM/FPbcvmMJN2E/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Cheryl dancing The Paso Doble to Superman.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I admit it, I am not a fan of Rob's.&amp;nbsp; But he is improving.&amp;nbsp; Every week he has gotten better.&amp;nbsp; Dang.&amp;nbsp; He still kind of bugs me.&amp;nbsp; But yep, he is getting better.&amp;nbsp; Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann says she likes the way he moves!&amp;nbsp; "There is something the way about the way you move.&amp;nbsp; It all works."&amp;nbsp; Uhhh... can we can some ice over here...STAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said that he didn't mind it.&amp;nbsp; "I can't go into rapture about it." He described Rob as a waiter in an otherwise "living dance."&lt;br /&gt;Bruno told him it was time to take on the world. "You do move well, but you need to believe in yourself.&amp;nbsp; Nobody is going to that for you but yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 8&lt;br /&gt;Len:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71lG97hDA30/TpTaL761SEI/AAAAAAAADlU/wkNT1Lus2EE/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71lG97hDA30/TpTaL761SEI/AAAAAAAADlU/wkNT1Lus2EE/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Rikki are dancing The Tango to Psycho and the pressure is hot. At one point Rikki literally asks him if anyone has ever quit.&amp;nbsp; Despite that...an amazing performance is turned out with a praticially impossible piece.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At the end, only their shadows are seen as Derek "murders" Rikki.&amp;nbsp; Carrie Ann&amp;nbsp; mouths (wow) and Bruno's hands are in the air; amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said she was like the US mail:&amp;nbsp; she always delivered. He advised her to lift her neck more, but other wise..."Top of the leader board."&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called it&amp;nbsp; a block busting performance with the thrill of the chase, the build of tension and the chill of the ending and and immaculate&amp;nbsp; tribute to the master of suspense!&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said, "pretty simple:&amp;nbsp; brilliant in the ballroom. Done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 10&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 10&lt;br /&gt;Total: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--f1R01ObOPI/TpTf6dOG9DI/AAAAAAAADlc/u2cToL8smj8/s1600/dwtschazandlacey4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--f1R01ObOPI/TpTf6dOG9DI/AAAAAAAADlc/u2cToL8smj8/s320/dwtschazandlacey4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1-800-868-3412&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chaz and Lacey dance The Paso Doble to theme from Rocky.&amp;nbsp; Chaz is hurting a lot during rehearsals and Lacey brings a professional too.&amp;nbsp; Richard Simmons.&amp;nbsp; That was kind of entertaining.&amp;nbsp; As for the dance.&amp;nbsp; I was not impressed.&amp;nbsp; Again, Lacey is the doing the dancing.&amp;nbsp; And yes, Cher was in the audience.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said he kept in the true spirit of Rocky because he keep coming back and fighting no matter how many hits he takes.&amp;nbsp; Ummm Bruno, that's because people keep VOTING for him!&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann is crying?&amp;nbsp; What the what?&amp;nbsp; Why? At least she said she didn't know why. She said she found herself cheering, "Go! Go! Go!"&lt;br /&gt;Len said it was just like Rocky, "you're getting stronger." He said it wasn't&amp;nbsp; a knock out performance, but it was his best.&amp;nbsp; I totally disagree with all of this.&amp;nbsp; The first was his best.&amp;nbsp; After that, he lost his steam.&amp;nbsp; End of story.&amp;nbsp; Time for Chaz to go.&amp;nbsp; I think his knees will thank the voters for letting him do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egVhAXPl2HI/TpTrI0Z3C2I/AAAAAAAADlk/TPHsPOkObcM/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egVhAXPl2HI/TpTrI0Z3C2I/AAAAAAAADlk/TPHsPOkObcM/s320/dwtsjrandkarina4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JR and Karina are dancing The Fox Trot to the theme from The Pink Panther.&amp;nbsp; Karina brought in a professional (male) dancer to teach JR how to dance the Fox Trot.&amp;nbsp; Their dance was great. They even added the humor of the movies into the dance.&amp;nbsp; And I loved his pink tux.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann thought the dance was okay, and that it also fell a little flat.&amp;nbsp; She also felt the humor didn't belong.&amp;nbsp; And then she accused them of a lift.&amp;nbsp; Len is chomping at the bit to say otherwise.&amp;nbsp; Me too!&amp;nbsp; What in the world, Carrie Ann!&amp;nbsp; Were you even watching them?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Len said he was the best male dancer of the night. He said that JR had&amp;nbsp; great technique and there was just enough humor in the dance which he enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bruno said the humor was subtle, and that JR was a great dancer with great abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;br /&gt;Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home:&amp;nbsp; Chynna and Tony....are you kidding me?&amp;nbsp; All the good ones are going home.&amp;nbsp; We need voters!!! &amp;nbsp; &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/5243779065169722919-7095532239336394811?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/7095532239336394811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=7095532239336394811&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7095532239336394811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/7095532239336394811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/dwts-movie-night.html' title='DWTS Movie Night'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSn_C9-JZvg/TpTI3xxj9qI/AAAAAAAADkk/XBKmUgThhQk/s72-c/dwtschynnaandtony4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6774742552589173245</id><published>2011-10-11T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:21:05.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Status Quote'/><title type='text'>The Status Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/?action=view&amp;amp;current=statusquote4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Please save The Status Quote!!!&amp;nbsp; It's the monthly meme hosted by myself and &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You know, the one where you collect the funny, odd and random posts and tweets from Facebook and Twitter or heck any other social network you happen to be a part of!&amp;nbsp; Just cut and paste them and save them.&amp;nbsp; It's probably the easiest post ever.&amp;nbsp; Add some commentary and viola you have a fabulous post!&amp;nbsp; The linky stays open for a week.&amp;nbsp; So you have time to participate yet!&amp;nbsp; Let's get started!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My husband has been kneading and massaging fondant for the past hour. I wish he would spend that much time on me. Ha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Would he keep it as JUST the massage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Is it wrong to walk up to someone wearing an eye patch and ask, "Was it all fun and games up to that point?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I wish I lived close to her still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When you have small children or just regular children, you shouldn't be surprised by anything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Just after reading this one, Rich got up from the couch with a straw wrapper stuck to his butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chipmunks singing Justin Bieber songs: this is what my children are torturing me with right now. Send earplugs please.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Proof that the devil exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look people, it's "Footloose", not "Footlose"! Unless, of course, you are referring to the 1985 film in which Kevin Bacon gets gangrene.&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Okay I admit it, I had to read this one twice before I caught it.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I think that a perfect parent is a person with excellent child-rearing theories and no actual children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Spoken like an actual parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;High performance female at work. Please...just get out the way!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mow her down girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily fishy joke: What side of the fish has the most scales??&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The OUTSIDE&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I bet her kid's got a million of 'em!&amp;nbsp; hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;See how fun it is!??&amp;nbsp; Use texts too.&amp;nbsp; You know...that darn auto correct.&amp;nbsp; It counts. &amp;nbsp; Take out names and locations to protect the &lt;strike&gt;guilty&lt;/strike&gt; innocent.&amp;nbsp; Have fun adding comments and then link up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=111464" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-6774742552589173245?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6774742552589173245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6774742552589173245&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6774742552589173245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6774742552589173245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/status-quote.html' title='The Status Quote'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-3522074054056931714</id><published>2011-10-10T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:40:40.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>I'm Late!</title><content type='html'>No, not late like that...just late in posting.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Hey now..I'll ask the &lt;a href="http://itsalark.blogspot.com/search/label/I%20Have%20A%20Question"&gt;questions&lt;/a&gt; here.&amp;nbsp; I am late in reading blogs...as in haven't read any since last week, and late in posting today.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Okay...I will let you get away with it this time.&amp;nbsp; We had a very busy weekend....three...count them THREE birthdays.&amp;nbsp; And we can never do a simple get together.&amp;nbsp; I think the neighbors must think we have a party a month.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes two.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Ryan's birthday,&amp;nbsp; along with his best bud Lucas who just happens to be the son of my bestie &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ut0QKlMyleM/TpM5PBayY5I/AAAAAAAADkU/wrGXe_twNYI/s1600/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ut0QKlMyleM/TpM5PBayY5I/AAAAAAAADkU/wrGXe_twNYI/s320/ryanandlucasbday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But it wasn't just their birthday...it was also Lucas' grandma's birthday..."Mimi"...who is Emmy's MIL and my Aunt.&amp;nbsp; Yeah we are family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nSlNfbNqgUE/TpM5luxEz1I/AAAAAAAADkY/Z0LVP3997V0/s1600/mimibday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nSlNfbNqgUE/TpM5luxEz1I/AAAAAAAADkY/Z0LVP3997V0/s320/mimibday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was so adorable as she received present after present.&amp;nbsp; As if she wouldn't!&amp;nbsp; What a sweet lady she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Twih3dsOqnQ/TpM6E7hVcPI/AAAAAAAADkc/7ijkToVkBkI/s1600/ryanlucasmimibday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Twih3dsOqnQ/TpM6E7hVcPI/AAAAAAAADkc/7ijkToVkBkI/s320/ryanlucasmimibday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now what get together would be complete without a picture of me and my bestie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbU5ZK-eLII/TpM6ci3pj2I/AAAAAAAADkg/VbTcoCHfL-U/s1600/lourieandemmy6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbU5ZK-eLII/TpM6ci3pj2I/AAAAAAAADkg/VbTcoCHfL-U/s320/lourieandemmy6.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while I am catching up, collect those funny FB status updates and tweets and post them tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/?action=view&amp;amp;current=statusquote4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad164/CAGirl1970/statusquote4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-3522074054056931714?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/3522074054056931714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=3522074054056931714&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3522074054056931714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/3522074054056931714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-late.html' title='I&apos;m Late!'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ut0QKlMyleM/TpM5PBayY5I/AAAAAAAADkU/wrGXe_twNYI/s72-c/ryanandlucasbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-357897354361722095</id><published>2011-10-07T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:18:57.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><title type='text'>A Bright Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4WnbNQBy0M/To8e4lWk1FI/AAAAAAAADkQ/Yf7bdYBmGVc/s1600/bright_idea.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4WnbNQBy0M/To8e4lWk1FI/AAAAAAAADkQ/Yf7bdYBmGVc/s320/bright_idea.gif" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I don't often come up with bright ideas, but when I do...I must admit I get very happy and dance for joy.&amp;nbsp; I think I need to write them down so I can keep track of how many have.&amp;nbsp; Maybe two a year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;That because of this great idea I was able to kick back this morning.&amp;nbsp; It felt good.&amp;nbsp; Yes, kick back...on a school morning.&amp;nbsp; It felt good.&amp;nbsp; I could have danced.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't have been pretty, but I sure could have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess..&lt;br /&gt;I can keep better track of the days of the week when school is in session and when fall TV is on.&amp;nbsp; For instance, yesterday was Thursday because it was Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice.&amp;nbsp; And today is Friday because it is the weekend and tomorrow is sleep in day!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; And who doesn't love that???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I confess...&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending a lot of time on Pintrest.&amp;nbsp; It's my new guilty pleasure.&amp;nbsp; I can see it quickly becoming a time hog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to confess of?&amp;nbsp; Come on and link up with &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/2011/09/friday-confessional_30.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-357897354361722095?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/357897354361722095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=357897354361722095&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/357897354361722095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/357897354361722095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/bright-idea.html' title='A Bright Idea'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4WnbNQBy0M/To8e4lWk1FI/AAAAAAAADkQ/Yf7bdYBmGVc/s72-c/bright_idea.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-5778374425967274858</id><published>2011-10-06T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:53:54.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments...in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LSyGfGhFng/To064DAOygI/AAAAAAAADkE/ZN0T8PNeMyA/s1600/coolnails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LSyGfGhFng/To064DAOygI/AAAAAAAADkE/ZN0T8PNeMyA/s320/coolnails.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool fingernail design that Kristin painted by herself.&amp;nbsp; She saw it online and copied it. She used fine tipped brushes and a lot of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pP0xwz4CGc/To0-yPn_-NI/AAAAAAAADkI/a8CNqiT1pAE/s1600/ryandemily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pP0xwz4CGc/To0-yPn_-NI/AAAAAAAADkI/a8CNqiT1pAE/s320/ryandemily.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anytime that these two get along is a proud moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYLqaP5sP68/To0_CGIabCI/AAAAAAAADkM/k1nN5T1hzIc/s1600/selfportrait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYLqaP5sP68/To0_CGIabCI/AAAAAAAADkM/k1nN5T1hzIc/s320/selfportrait.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finding this in my camera roll on my phone.&amp;nbsp; It's just the beginning of yet another family photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are just few gems I came up with this week for Proud Mommy Moments with &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt;KMama&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Have you got a moment of glory or shame to share?&amp;nbsp; Link up today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-5778374425967274858?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/5778374425967274858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=5778374425967274858&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5778374425967274858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/5778374425967274858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/proud-mommy-momentsin-pictures.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments...in Pictures'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LSyGfGhFng/To064DAOygI/AAAAAAAADkE/ZN0T8PNeMyA/s72-c/coolnails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-4225501235357594064</id><published>2011-10-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T08:14:54.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>DWTS--Story Time</title><content type='html'>It's story time.&amp;nbsp; This week each of the celebrities will tell of time in their lives that was of great significance to them and put it to music and dance it out.&amp;nbsp; Sounds simple right?&amp;nbsp; It's always an emotional night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7sC2hGw06c/Tovpjt083YI/AAAAAAAADjc/O6dH79PkLOI/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7sC2hGw06c/Tovpjt083YI/AAAAAAAADjc/O6dH79PkLOI/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight Rob is honoring his father who died in 2003 of esophageal cancer.&amp;nbsp; I saw a different side of Rob as he spoke of his father.&amp;nbsp; If he could be more like this guy, I might grow to like him.&amp;nbsp; Their dance is the Foxtrot to the tune of "Fly Me To The Moon"&amp;nbsp; He is improving, and it was indeed a sweet tribute, but he just doesn't have IT.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len told him that he put the "dash" into Kardashian. He said his&amp;nbsp; footwork was good , his&amp;nbsp; holds were good and that he hoped his dad&amp;nbsp; was looking down, and saying you did good cause he did good! (better...improved)&amp;nbsp; Bruno said that Rob the man is getting the upper hand and that the dancing kind of reminded him of Guys and Dolls.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said she likes watching him because he sticks to the program.&amp;nbsp; He makes progress. And he is charming and smooth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24 (Wow these are very generous in my opinion!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVdfsbvcsjs/Tovr_Ds3qrI/AAAAAAAADjg/TP1tB4fjPQA/s1600/dwtschynnaandtony3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVdfsbvcsjs/Tovr_Ds3qrI/AAAAAAAADjg/TP1tB4fjPQA/s320/dwtschynnaandtony3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chynna and Tony 1-800-868-3404&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering her own song, "Hold On," and&amp;nbsp; dealing with her abandonment by her father, Chynna relives some painful and healing moments in her Rumba.&amp;nbsp; Her dance was way better as far as making a connection.&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful dance. &lt;br /&gt;Bruno told her,&amp;nbsp; "I knew you could do it!" He called her a smoldering siren and said she belonged in a museum.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said "We asked you to give us more and you gave us more!" She called her stunning and said she was connected to the story.&lt;br /&gt;Len told her if she holds on to dancing like that she will be here for weeks!&amp;nbsp; "You have taken this competition to a whole new level."&lt;br /&gt;CA: 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;br /&gt;Total:&amp;nbsp; 26 ( Now these scores make sense!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbyQkFvv270/Tovt2Zr78bI/AAAAAAAADjk/Cz_71CrhyR0/s1600/dwtschazandlacey3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbyQkFvv270/Tovt2Zr78bI/AAAAAAAADjk/Cz_71CrhyR0/s320/dwtschazandlacey3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chaz and Lacey 1-800-868-3412&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaz&amp;nbsp; chose a song written by his father, Sonny Bono about being different.&amp;nbsp; It was also meant a tribute of sorts. The dance, The Rumba. &amp;nbsp; So far, I haven't really had an issue with Chaz.&amp;nbsp; But this time, this dance...this up close and personal dance...nope couldn't wrap my brain around it.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't be cool and hip about it.&amp;nbsp; It just wasn't sitting right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann commended him for his courage, but said tonight he was not at his best. Saying he didn't dance enough.&amp;nbsp; (True that!&amp;nbsp; Lacey totally danced around him!)&lt;br /&gt;Len acted affronted when he asked, "Not doing enough?&amp;nbsp; That was your best dance!"(Did someone slip Len funny water???)&amp;nbsp; He went on to say that&amp;nbsp; depsite negative feedback, he comes back each week stronger!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bruno said that the Rumba is very difficult and requires continuous movement.&amp;nbsp; He said that sometimes Chaz looked lost.&amp;nbsp; (At least HE--Bruno--was actually watching!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Len: 6&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 6&lt;br /&gt;Total: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RvWqTtNti6U/TovwE6mCXPI/AAAAAAAADjo/zxZSp-nj9yo/s1600/dwtskristinandmark3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RvWqTtNti6U/TovwE6mCXPI/AAAAAAAADjo/zxZSp-nj9yo/s320/dwtskristinandmark3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin and Mark 1-800-868-3403&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kristin looked back on 2005 when she came to L.A. to decide whether she was going to go to school or become an actress.&amp;nbsp; Their dance was the Samba.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was fun and sassy.&amp;nbsp; She got my vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said&amp;nbsp; that&amp;nbsp; the parts that were "Beyonce" were not his cup of tea-- ( he got boos for that) "talk to the hand!" He did add that was only 20% of the dance but that the other 80 was fabulous.&amp;nbsp; By now Tom (Bergeron) was wondering what on earth has happened to the real Len.&amp;nbsp; Len just defended that he was in a good mood.&amp;nbsp; I still say someone gave him funny water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said she was a fast moving devil woman all the time all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said comparing her to Beyonce means she has some pretty big shoes to fill. "You did pretty darn good!&amp;nbsp; Keep it up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores: &lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4bIzYh8QGRE/TovzaIzpphI/AAAAAAAADjs/z7Ob80TEgd8/s1600/dwtscarsonandanna3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4bIzYh8QGRE/TovzaIzpphI/AAAAAAAADjs/z7Ob80TEgd8/s320/dwtscarsonandanna3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carson and Anna 1-800-868-3409&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carson&amp;nbsp; goes back to&amp;nbsp; 2003 when his show Queer Eye For The Straight Guy came out. He said the show was a blessing&amp;nbsp; making him feel proud and comfortable of who he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is such a joy to watch.&amp;nbsp; He's improving too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called him insanely brilliant.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said, "Carson I love you!" She said he brought drama, enthusiasm and sexiness! (wellll....2 out of 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said that he put the boy in flamboyant! "You got the technechiuqe, the attitude and I enjoyed it very much!"&amp;nbsp; (Dang, he really IS in a good mood!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA: &amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAZeZLrfavQ/Tov5RO-W1eI/AAAAAAAADjw/O4qgloiVLEk/s1600/dwtsjrandkarina3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAZeZLrfavQ/Tov5RO-W1eI/AAAAAAAADjw/O4qgloiVLEk/s320/dwtsjrandkarina3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JR and Karina 1-800-868-3410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JR&amp;nbsp; is our veteran war hero turned actor.&amp;nbsp; He was driving a Humvee and it&amp;nbsp; went over a landmine. He had burns over 40% of his body. His song is Tim McGraw's "If You're Reading This"&amp;nbsp; and a&amp;nbsp; tribute to those who didn't make it home.&amp;nbsp; Their dance is The Rumba.&amp;nbsp; He is good.&amp;nbsp; And I have to say it:&amp;nbsp; JR and Karina for the win! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann gets carried away on so many levels, but she also wears her heart on her sleeve.&amp;nbsp; She was moved to tears.&amp;nbsp; She told him what he did was extraordinary and&amp;nbsp; profound.&lt;br /&gt;Len said that every season somebody comes along who dances to the standard that is unexpetced and this season "that is you."&lt;br /&gt;Bruno called him a&amp;nbsp; hero and an inspiration to us all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len:8 (What happened to happy Len???)&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;br /&gt;Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2M3MNksfhs/Tov7LqIfu_I/AAAAAAAADj0/kHMepvwlckM/s1600/dwtsnancyandtristan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2M3MNksfhs/Tov7LqIfu_I/AAAAAAAADj0/kHMepvwlckM/s320/dwtsnancyandtristan3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nancy and Tristan 1-800-868-3405&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 2007, when Nancy was pregnant with her twins, one Sunday morning she couldn't breathe. She and her daughter were dying. They preformed an emergency C section to save all three of them and she sang&amp;nbsp; Moon River to both of the babies.&amp;nbsp; Those little ones are alive and well.&amp;nbsp; Her dance and tribute is the Waltz.&amp;nbsp; It was sweet and I see improvement in her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len was pleased since there was "no superficial messing about." He advised her to have better posture, and said it was otherwise well&amp;nbsp; done.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said it was soft and dreamy like a mother's embrace.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said it was like watching a live action lullaby and that there was love and tenderness which came through the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gL6B4rqRr40/Tov9hLdQqXI/AAAAAAAADj4/t8pH8I8ePXk/s1600/dwtsrikkiandderek3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gL6B4rqRr40/Tov9hLdQqXI/AAAAAAAADj4/t8pH8I8ePXk/s320/dwtsrikkiandderek3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rikki and Derek 1-800-868-3411&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2010 was the year Rikki Lake learned to "never say never"&amp;nbsp; she was divorced swearing she would never remarry.&amp;nbsp; She met and married her husband in 2010. Oh yes, and her house burned down.&amp;nbsp; She got out with her kids and the clothes on her back.&amp;nbsp; Her song: &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gravity. Her dance:&amp;nbsp; Rumba.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was very good.&amp;nbsp; But then when Derek is your teacher, it's hard to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said that every step was as expresive as a word in a poem.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said that Rikki Lake was on fire!&amp;nbsp; That she was breath taking and gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;Len congratulated Derek on a great routine and Rikki on dancing it so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 9&lt;br /&gt;Len: 9&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 9&lt;br /&gt;Total: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVPHNKva1Wo/Tov_Dc0v8OI/AAAAAAAADj8/FcgwF7Kn5lk/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVPHNKva1Wo/Tov_Dc0v8OI/AAAAAAAADj8/FcgwF7Kn5lk/s320/dwtshopeandmaks3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope remembers the 2011 championship that she didn't win despite doing well. It taught her it's not winning, it's the journey.&amp;nbsp; Her dance:The Cha Cha.&amp;nbsp; She's got the moves.&amp;nbsp; But she is tall and strong. &amp;nbsp; She needs to be tall and graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said she is a&amp;nbsp; really strong dancer&amp;nbsp; but that she needed to&amp;nbsp; work on her walk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You need fluidity femininity." &lt;br /&gt;Len said that part of routine was a bit provactive for him, but that he still liked it.&amp;nbsp; "Best dance so far."&amp;nbsp; (Dude, wait, what!?)&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said that the sexy minx was out of the cage!&amp;nbsp; He called her a man eater! He also agreed about the the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D189-rJq_oc/TowAzMgt1-I/AAAAAAAADkA/xW6Z3OkllB4/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D189-rJq_oc/TowAzMgt1-I/AAAAAAAADkA/xW6Z3OkllB4/s320/dwtsdavidandkym3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Kym 1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David is telling the time of his marriage break up, his drinking and how he over came. The dance: The Rumba.&amp;nbsp; He did a good job.&amp;nbsp; He is improving too; a little hesitant perhaps, but definitely trying and improving.&amp;nbsp; I love that Courtney Cox comes and brings their little one.&amp;nbsp; She (Courtney) was clearly moved by the performance.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Len told him it had a mix of motion and emotion. "Good job!I'm proud of you!"&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said the dance had sensitivity and vulnerability. &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann told him it was a&amp;nbsp; very nice come back, and he brought&amp;nbsp; so much more of himself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;CA:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 8&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&amp;nbsp; (woohoo!&amp;nbsp; go David!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home....Kristin and Mark?&amp;nbsp; What the what???&amp;nbsp; Even the judges were not happy about that one.&amp;nbsp; It's about the votes.&amp;nbsp; And the votes went to the wrong couple this week.&amp;nbsp; I mean the lowest scoring couple *cough* Chaz and Lacey *cough* got another week.&amp;nbsp; While Kristin and Mark will dance no more.&amp;nbsp; So wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-4225501235357594064?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/4225501235357594064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=4225501235357594064&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4225501235357594064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/4225501235357594064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/dwts-story-time.html' title='DWTS--Story Time'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7sC2hGw06c/Tovpjt083YI/AAAAAAAADjc/O6dH79PkLOI/s72-c/dwtsrobandcheryl3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1034383747428625577</id><published>2011-10-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:07:21.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy list'/><title type='text'>Happiness Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrNVpNUz5pA/TosgRLEG3qI/AAAAAAAADjY/EkeA5lBHSXQ/s1600/lourieandemmy4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrNVpNUz5pA/TosgRLEG3qI/AAAAAAAADjY/EkeA5lBHSXQ/s320/lourieandemmy4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know who &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt; is right?&amp;nbsp; I usually link up with her to confess of things weighing heavy on my mind.&amp;nbsp; But that is not all she does.&amp;nbsp; She also has the "Happy List" where you can chat it up about what it is that is making you happy.&amp;nbsp; It could be anything from a card in the mail to just a really good day.&amp;nbsp; Here are some of things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is making me happy?&amp;nbsp; I think I already said this, but it bears repeating...not having 100+ temps.&amp;nbsp; Yeah yeah sure it is a dry heat, but it is a suffocating heat.&amp;nbsp; You feel as though you are baking from the ground up.&amp;nbsp; And having lived back East for six years and suffered humidity I still prefer the "dry heat."&amp;nbsp; That humidity is awful.&amp;nbsp; So yes, I am very happy that I don't feel like I am baking at 10 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile when I buy a silly something for my kids.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy shopping for their birthdays and knowing when I have scored!&amp;nbsp; Maybe that is wrong on my part, but I can't help it.&amp;nbsp; Even when I am supposed to be shopping for myself I can't help but see something one of them would like. And that makes me happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is crazy...crazier I should say, but I make sure I steal tiny little pockets of time for me.&amp;nbsp; I am working on allowing myself to have more, and without guilt.&amp;nbsp; Darn that mommy guilt.&amp;nbsp; But I am worth it.&amp;nbsp; I give myself Zumba once a week.&amp;nbsp; I laugh all the way through it...mostly at myself.&amp;nbsp; But it is mine.&amp;nbsp; And it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy to write my DWTS posts, because everyone who reads the recaps is so supportive of me and gives me such great ego boosts.&amp;nbsp; I am serious.&amp;nbsp; Every Wednesday my head is huge!&amp;nbsp; And it means a lot.&amp;nbsp; I don't get paid, but your comments are the best.&amp;nbsp; And they definitely make me happy. (Shameless plug here...come back tomorrow for my recap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of things that make me happy.&amp;nbsp; Some are silly I know.&amp;nbsp; But they make me happy.&amp;nbsp; So does chocolate.&amp;nbsp; But I try to leave food out of it. hehehe.&amp;nbsp; What makes you happy?&amp;nbsp; Link up and play along with &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/search/label/My%20Happy%20List" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/MyHappyList-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243779065169722919-1034383747428625577?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1034383747428625577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1034383747428625577&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1034383747428625577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1034383747428625577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is....'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrNVpNUz5pA/TosgRLEG3qI/AAAAAAAADjY/EkeA5lBHSXQ/s72-c/lourieandemmy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-2406353157722868163</id><published>2011-10-03T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:30:19.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Have A Question'/><title type='text'>Drop Off</title><content type='html'>I want to &lt;strike&gt;gripe&lt;/strike&gt; talk a little about "drop off" at school.&amp;nbsp; Particularly at the elementary level.&amp;nbsp; I don't like to brag, but I like to think of myself as a semi-professional at this drop off thing.&amp;nbsp; Let's look at the the words ... drop off...to me this implies dropping off.&amp;nbsp; All too often what I am seeing is parents who drop their child off and watch and wait and wait as their child walks and makes their way all the way inside the school.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I get it.&amp;nbsp; This is your child.&amp;nbsp; She/he is your baby.&amp;nbsp; Blah blah blah!&amp;nbsp; If you really want to treasure and cherish each moment, park the car and walk with the child.&amp;nbsp; I have another child who goes to another school two miles away and on three days a week a husband who needs to get to work.&amp;nbsp; I do not have time to watch you make sure Baby Boo gets inside okay.&amp;nbsp; If that is priority one for you, then park it and walk!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound heartless, but I have been at this for 9 years now.&amp;nbsp; And even watching my own baby bound out of the car, I promise you I am pulling away&amp;nbsp; before he even reaches the gate.&amp;nbsp; And he is fine.&amp;nbsp; He happily gets to where he needs to be.&amp;nbsp; And here's the best part.&amp;nbsp; When I pick him up...that is when I park and walk to greet him.&amp;nbsp; He rushes to me with a big smile and arms wide open.&amp;nbsp; Nothing beats that.&amp;nbsp; And we walk together and talk about his day.&amp;nbsp; It's awesome.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I am not in anybody's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So what do you do at drop off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHmD0RAmEJo/Tonh2H7msVI/AAAAAAAADjQ/-3c-rIVUjdY/s1600/question2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHmD0RAmEJo/Tonh2H7msVI/AAAAAAAADjQ/-3c-rIVUjdY/s320/question2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-2406353157722868163?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/2406353157722868163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=2406353157722868163&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2406353157722868163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/2406353157722868163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/10/drop-off.html' title='Drop Off'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHmD0RAmEJo/Tonh2H7msVI/AAAAAAAADjQ/-3c-rIVUjdY/s72-c/question2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-1238759050499842666</id><published>2011-09-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:38:15.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Confessional'/><title type='text'>Please Tell Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss Fall.&amp;nbsp; I love all the beautiful lush colors.&amp;nbsp; The weather.&amp;nbsp; I envy those who get to have it.&amp;nbsp; However...I do not miss having to pack away my summer clothes.&amp;nbsp; I do not miss the extreme cold.&amp;nbsp; I do not miss snow.&amp;nbsp; At all.&amp;nbsp; I can drive about an hour north of my home and take my kids to the snow for&amp;nbsp; a day and then come home to warmer temps and dry roads.&amp;nbsp; Oh and I have a tree in my yard that gives me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGytfeLb7WU/ToXbBYuF4RI/AAAAAAAADjA/3FTCVynSPV0/s1600/IMGP2563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGytfeLb7WU/ToXbBYuF4RI/AAAAAAAADjA/3FTCVynSPV0/s320/IMGP2563.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not stick to a grocery or Wal-Mart list.&amp;nbsp; I do stick to the grocery list better than the Wal-Mart list.&amp;nbsp; Unless I am hungry.&amp;nbsp; Then it is simply a lost cause.&amp;nbsp; And I always forget at least three or four things.&amp;nbsp; I find that super frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBdbjnUnV6U/ToXb9In7uJI/AAAAAAAADjE/mSHF89fC6Fw/s1600/doh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBdbjnUnV6U/ToXb9In7uJI/AAAAAAAADjE/mSHF89fC6Fw/s1600/doh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lady at the grocery store yesterday and she was still wearing her visitor's sticker from her child's school.&amp;nbsp; I told her that it was there, thinking I was being the being the good Samaritan and she acted a bit offended and then said maybe people will think she works there.&amp;nbsp; Umm okay.&amp;nbsp; But if ever you see ME with the visitor sticker on MY chest please tell me so I can take it OFF!&amp;nbsp; And likewise, tell me if I have lipstick on my teeth, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7V1rSlgFsU/ToXrACTWgxI/AAAAAAAADjI/U6A2JSG_TP0/s1600/lipstickteeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7V1rSlgFsU/ToXrACTWgxI/AAAAAAAADjI/U6A2JSG_TP0/s1600/lipstickteeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very disorganized.&amp;nbsp; I know there are lots of sites out there to help.&amp;nbsp; But not only am I disorganized...I am also a huge procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Acxr6tZpHUE/ToXsFOs-R0I/AAAAAAAADjM/JyCcPWPSFdw/s1600/procrastination-cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Acxr6tZpHUE/ToXsFOs-R0I/AAAAAAAADjM/JyCcPWPSFdw/s320/procrastination-cat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to confess of?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Link up with&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt; Mamarazzi &lt;/a&gt;and lift your burdens.&amp;nbsp; &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/5243779065169722919-1238759050499842666?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/1238759050499842666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=1238759050499842666&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1238759050499842666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/1238759050499842666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-confess.html' title='Please Tell Me...'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGytfeLb7WU/ToXbBYuF4RI/AAAAAAAADjA/3FTCVynSPV0/s72-c/IMGP2563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-6830817862513117786</id><published>2011-09-29T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:04:05.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud Mommy Moments'/><title type='text'>Proud Mommy Moments--Angry Style</title><content type='html'>I love participating in &lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://thedailydribbles.com/"&gt; KMama's &lt;/a&gt;Proud Mommy Moments because it is not limited to those moments of glory it is also for those moments of hanging your head in shame.&amp;nbsp; Today I am talking about those moments of anger when the kids are mad.&amp;nbsp; Mine are (mostly) beyond throwing themselves on the floor wailing, thrashing, crying and out of control.&amp;nbsp; Now they use a different method of manipulation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye rolling, feet stomping, heavy sighing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're the meanest mom ever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's it!&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be around you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me which child offers which bit of flair when they aren't getting their way or having to do housework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I get eye rolls from and feet stomping from all three, my biggest eye roller and foot stomper would have to be Emily.&amp;nbsp; Aww...but she's so sweet and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Odsmq_xKc/ToQKo6y6huI/AAAAAAAADis/oZDku7VcIFA/s1600/emily03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Odsmq_xKc/ToQKo6y6huI/AAAAAAAADis/oZDku7VcIFA/s320/emily03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeah it's those quiet ones you have to watch out for....she is very sweet but she can roll her eyes with the best of them.&amp;nbsp; I dread teen-dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who has the flair for DRAMA!?&amp;nbsp; "I don't like you!"&amp;nbsp; "That's it!"&amp;nbsp; and "You're the meanest Mom ever"&amp;nbsp; are just a few things Ryan has shouted at me through his tears of udder torment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvuGdjLRCY/ToQMc10zUtI/AAAAAAAADi0/-ukFJvfxHfg/s1600/ryanlake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvuGdjLRCY/ToQMc10zUtI/AAAAAAAADi0/-ukFJvfxHfg/s320/ryanlake2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent treatment....&amp;nbsp; that is what Kristin is best at when she is mad.&amp;nbsp; And really...she comes by it honestly.&amp;nbsp; That is my stand by.&amp;nbsp; If I am mad... you will know because it is when I &lt;i&gt;stop&lt;/i&gt; talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6hpBpoAgbw/ToQNLZ6z0lI/AAAAAAAADi8/vjH007oEaok/s1600/kristin4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6hpBpoAgbw/ToQNLZ6z0lI/AAAAAAAADi8/vjH007oEaok/s320/kristin4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all have our moments... these are my kids moments.&amp;nbsp; And I am so proud. I am lucky since these moments are far and few between (knock wood).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmymom2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/PMMButtonF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/5243779065169722919-6830817862513117786?l=itsalark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/feeds/6830817862513117786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243779065169722919&amp;postID=6830817862513117786&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6830817862513117786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243779065169722919/posts/default/6830817862513117786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalark.blogspot.com/2011/09/proud-mommy-moments-angry-style.html' title='Proud Mommy Moments--Angry Style'/><author><name>Lourie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05477223472789865063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7bWOjQ7XSE/TmuiSyJOR9I/AAAAAAAADeg/SeM9AcXVVAg/s220/louriejustme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Odsmq_xKc/ToQKo6y6huI/AAAAAAAADis/oZDku7VcIFA/s72-c/emily03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243779065169722919.post-8022181339896679617</id><published>2011-09-28T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T07:47:41.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>Dancing With the Stars week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is week two of DWTS and the dances are The Jive and The Quick Step. I am not in agreement with the judges on a lot of the dances.&amp;nbsp; I think they are slipping and need a vacation.&amp;nbsp; I will happily take their place for an episode or two. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q1UeWwzqjh4/ToMzQz4k9FI/AAAAAAAADio/zHI9wfuIG9k/s1600/dwtshopeandmaks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q1UeWwzqjh4/ToMzQz4k9FI/AAAAAAAADio/zHI9wfuIG9k/s320/dwtshopeandmaks2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hope and Maks 1-800-868-3408&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In rehearsal for her Jive, Hope was doing soccer kicks.&amp;nbsp; Maks, completely out of character, was laughing all the way through it.&amp;nbsp; He must like her.&amp;nbsp; He also attended a game of hers.&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; He's sweet on her.&amp;nbsp; Their dance, was kickin'...to coin a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said it was great and fast moving, but that she lost timing at the begining.&amp;nbsp; "I say what I see!"(After being booed.) Bruno said she had thighs that could crack a walnut, but that she has to be precise and that she lost it too many times. He said it is time to apply herself.&amp;nbsp; Carrie Ann said she was great, flirtatious and it was a new side of her.&amp;nbsp; But there were a few mess ups. She advised her to relax into it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 6&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 6&lt;br /&gt;Total: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4TYfz_jy70/ToK6oGpoybI/AAAAAAAADig/pvrEFM7GioA/s1600/dwtskristinandmark2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4TYfz_jy70/ToK6oGpoybI/AAAAAAAADig/pvrEFM7GioA/s320/dwtskristinandmark2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin and Mark 1-800-868-3403&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark says that Kristin has the musicality down, and she needs to do is punch it.&amp;nbsp; He even had her punch his hands to give her the idea.&amp;nbsp; Their quick step was bubbly and fun.&amp;nbsp; And I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno said he had been bedazzled by&amp;nbsp; the blonde bomb shell twinkling with pleasure. He told her to be careful with holds because she lost them at times.&amp;nbsp; "You got so excited you missed it." &amp;nbsp; Carrie Ann said that last week she was nervous, and this week she was stunning, sophisticated and showed a&amp;nbsp; complete transformation. Len said, she looked fantastic, but it wasn't as good as she looked.&amp;nbsp; He said the footwork could have been cleaner, and she broke holds, but overall a great improvement and well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6jlThlV9deY/ToK9qZoMTPI/AAAAAAAADik/FIrUg1JwGzo/s1600/dwtsdavidandkym2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6jlThlV9deY/ToK9qZoMTPI/AAAAAAAADik/FIrUg1JwGzo/s320/dwtsdavidandkym2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1-800-868-3406&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David said (in rehearsal) that the jive is very fun and also very complicated.&amp;nbsp; I thought they did a good job, but I also thought his pants were too tight and I felt it may have hindered his performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann said that Carson has some competition meaning he had incredible enthusiasm.&amp;nbsp; She told to stop dancing from shoulders,and send it down.&amp;nbsp; Len said he was &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; speechless and said that any connection that dance had with a&amp;nbsp; jive was a coincidence. (Ouch!&amp;nbsp; that one hurt!&amp;nbsp; He's grumpy again.) "I like the enthusiasm, but it was too wild and frantic." Bruno said, "We told you not to hold back and you didn't!&amp;nbsp; It was like a runaway train bordering on derailment all the way through!"He went on to say that he has the persona and confidence now he just needs the technique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores:&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann: 6&lt;br /&gt;Len: 6&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 6&lt;br /&gt;Total: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBOrVqxMt1E/ToKfsEktPdI/AAAAAAAADh8/DvXIYhk-lcE/s1600/dwtselisabettaandval2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBOrVqxMt1E/ToKfsEktPdI/AAAAAAAADh8/DvXIYhk-lcE/s320/dwtselisabettaandval2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Elisabetta and Val 1-800-868-3407&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Elisabetta and Val&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; got dubbed as The Bickersons by Tom (Burgeron).&amp;nbsp; They fought continually during rehearsal.&amp;nbsp; This is pretty typical as it your partnership is like a marriage.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't take criticism well and Val is very much like his brother Maks.&amp;nbsp; Their dance was the quick-step and I was not overly impressed with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len said it was not great, but that it was better than last week. Bruno said she was back on track with gears grinding and pistons pumping.&amp;nbsp; Bruno this is the Quick Step, not the Samba or Rumba!&amp;nbsp; Carrie Ann said she nailed it and that quick step was her dance.&amp;nbsp; Meh, what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Ann:&amp;nbsp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Len: 7&lt;br /&gt;Bruno: 7&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQJhKKB0cKU/ToKiHG-DQWI/AAAAAAAADiA/s5l6A6SdFKU/s1600/dwtsrobandcheryl2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQJhKKB0cKU/ToKiHG-DQWI/AAAAAAAADiA/s5l6A6SdFKU/s320/dwtsrobandcheryl2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob and Cheryl 1-800-868-3402&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rob and put a hole in the wal
