<?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-4210841092425906133</id><updated>2011-10-10T14:38:33.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>398</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4623694551496634516</id><published>2011-07-21T14:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:56:08.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Swimming</title><content type='html'>Chan and Andee.. and the gang came down last week to hang out for a couple of days before heading to Lake Powell. They have never come in the Summer before. Usually it is for Easter. It was fun as always to enjoy each others company and relax. That is one of my favorite things to do with these guys... just chill and talk. One of the days, we went to the city pool to cool off. Andal has this awesome water camera that we brought into the pool with us. Loved it. Stace and Dad brought Porter and Tessa too, so I had more kids to love.  As I have said before, and will continue to say... I am lucky to have the Crismons in my life. They take good care of me and let me be who I am with them. Thanks guys !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBZFaciywYY/TiiRAHSN_JI/AAAAAAAAE-w/YgriJgb_4yY/s1600/lochness%2Bmonster%2Battack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBZFaciywYY/TiiRAHSN_JI/AAAAAAAAE-w/YgriJgb_4yY/s200/lochness%2Bmonster%2Battack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910765168295058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YE1gGaB75Yg/TiiQ1B5DEqI/AAAAAAAAE-o/cUiKsnO-wwY/s1600/bathing%2Bbeauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YE1gGaB75Yg/TiiQ1B5DEqI/AAAAAAAAE-o/cUiKsnO-wwY/s200/bathing%2Bbeauties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910574741983906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRWZQx2DpjM/TiiQsZhmkUI/AAAAAAAAE-g/zAoENxiIs78/s1600/Beware%2Bof%2BSharks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRWZQx2DpjM/TiiQsZhmkUI/AAAAAAAAE-g/zAoENxiIs78/s200/Beware%2Bof%2BSharks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910426467275074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DOPi7oIyz8/TiiQf_dFNWI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/b6y6Gx5Nh9I/s1600/little%2Bmermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DOPi7oIyz8/TiiQf_dFNWI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/b6y6Gx5Nh9I/s200/little%2Bmermaid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910213310559586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4623694551496634516?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4623694551496634516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4623694551496634516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4623694551496634516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4623694551496634516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-swimming.html' title='Summer Swimming'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBZFaciywYY/TiiRAHSN_JI/AAAAAAAAE-w/YgriJgb_4yY/s72-c/lochness%2Bmonster%2Battack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2552431954481608626</id><published>2011-07-14T11:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:30:25.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rah.. Rah Shish Boom Bah.. Blah, Blah, Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMDX-DHIxuk/Th8nZJV75uI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5Br_X5Fj3B8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMDX-DHIxuk/Th8nZJV75uI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5Br_X5Fj3B8/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629261372194547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a crazy summer thus far. Busy !! Is one word. Tired !! Is another. But, I wouldn't have it any other way. Seriously, if I get bored... I think too much... and who wants to do that??!! :)  Last month was spent mostly at school for Drivers Ed. and Cheer. I am so proud of my Cheerios. They worked so hard every practice and did great at camp. One of the greatest awards they got was the Leadership Award. This is given to the squad that is voted on by all the other squads at camp. It is awarded to the squad that shows friendship, leadership, service, and that all other squads want to be on. What a great tribute to my girls. When they announced our name... The girls ran up to get the plaque. When they ran up, 300 girls from other schools started moving their arms and chanting "Dixie Flyers". I got goosebumps.. and started to tear up. It isn't hard to make me cry as of late. But, it was definitely a good cry. :) Drivers Ed. is same old, same old. I do really enjoy being with the kids. They make me laugh and teach me so much. It is where I belong. Soo... that is me in a nutshell for the last month. Now, that I facebook and twitter... it is hard to keep up with it all. But, at least I have a record of me being alive in three places... Just in case I ever lose myself. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2552431954481608626?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2552431954481608626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2552431954481608626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2552431954481608626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2552431954481608626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/07/rah-rah-shish-boom-bah-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Rah.. Rah Shish Boom Bah.. Blah, Blah, Blah'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMDX-DHIxuk/Th8nZJV75uI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5Br_X5Fj3B8/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5020438156917214112</id><published>2011-05-27T22:43:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:33:04.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Among Us</title><content type='html'>I can't believe another school year has come and gone already!! This year at our faculty year end party we lost two amazing ladies to retirement. When I went to college for my education degree.. most of my professors would say the same thing to us future teachers over and over again. "Treat your secretaries and custodians like gold, because they run the schools you will be teaching in." There is so much truth to this, and in the four different schools I have taught in, there have been some amazing men and women that have dedicated their time and service to make my job easier. These two ladies are great examples of this. Susan and Pat are both angels that have always been there for me... whether I needed something for cheer, seniors, or interact, to talk, food, a hug... etc. How blessed I am to have such an amazing job, and work with awesome people. I will miss them soo much, but am grateful for the memories of them both that I will carry with me, as I continue to teach at Dixie High School where there are angels among us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw306.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fnn242%2Ftambomiller%2FSlideshows%2Ffe529cff.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Slideshows/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fe529cff.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&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/4210841092425906133-5020438156917214112?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5020438156917214112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5020438156917214112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5020438156917214112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5020438156917214112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/05/angels-among-us.html' title='Angels Among Us'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3458532213214350678</id><published>2011-05-22T22:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:30:49.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am a Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygtldeO_zWQ/Tdni7ABt72I/AAAAAAAAE9k/gU-fh55jyQc/s1600/Cheese%2BFace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygtldeO_zWQ/Tdni7ABt72I/AAAAAAAAE9k/gU-fh55jyQc/s400/Cheese%2BFace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609764314114027362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the lines of my mom's passing, Tessa stopped calling me Tampa, and now calls me grandma. At first, I wasn't all to happy about it. Let's face it, it definitely aged me, and I felt it somehow wasn't fitting. But, as time passed I realized that to her somehow that is what I am, and that is all that matters. It is quite amazing when you think about it. No one told her to call me that. A two year old, with the wisdom beyond her years made me a grandma because deep down she knew that is what I needed to be, not only for her, but for me. Now, when I hear that name, it warms my heart, and I come running... willing to do whatever she would have me do. Let's face it, with this face I would bark like a dog on all fours if she wanted me to. :) But, for now I will let her call me grandma... because she loves me enough and trusts me enough to make it so. I am a lucky grandma !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3458532213214350678?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3458532213214350678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3458532213214350678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3458532213214350678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3458532213214350678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-grandma.html' title='I Am a Grandma'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygtldeO_zWQ/Tdni7ABt72I/AAAAAAAAE9k/gU-fh55jyQc/s72-c/Cheese%2BFace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8141741871832696760</id><published>2011-05-11T16:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:37:57.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Escape From Middle Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thj6R2xsOF0/TcsWlfZRIZI/AAAAAAAAE9E/TLzHrz-Lz-g/s1600/CSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thj6R2xsOF0/TcsWlfZRIZI/AAAAAAAAE9E/TLzHrz-Lz-g/s400/CSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605598994531164562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, April has come and gone already. Seriously, the older I get the more I forget what day it is... and then the school year is over. :) One of my students today said, "Miller what are you 30?" I grabbed and hugged him hard and said, "And you get an A this quarter !! " Haha, no but, I am turning 40 this year. FORTY !!! Can you believe it??!!! I definitely don't feel it or think I look it. K, not true.. I feel like I am a little emotionally off more at the girl time. Yah, I know too much info... But, I definitely get whackier at that time... or it might just be cause I had the year from hell... :) But, in the middle of my life I find myself pondering what I have done and what I want to do... and I also find myself making more decisions for me. I think a lot of time we forget that we need to take care of ourselves before we can take care of others. I know that most of growing up, I would make decisions to please my parents, or boys, or friends. But, now I honestly feel that I make decisions that our good for me. Now, there would have been a time in the past when I would have felt that was selfish.. but now I realize that it is just healthy and satisfying. So amongst all this thinking and self evaluating... I have a spot where I do my "Middle Age Thinking". It is my backyard. I work my butt off to make it a beautiful place to escape. I have the tan to show for it too. :) But honestly, it soothes me and straightens out my rattled brain when I need it most. My friend Andee was down for Easter and took some great pics of it. She has one of those artsy eyes that can picture the angle... so she took some great pics. But, before you look, I want you to promise to make an escape for yourself. Whether it be exercise, spa, nails, walking, reading... or whatever. We all just need to say NO sometimes and go to our escape. We need to recuperate, rejuvenate, and self contemplate. Then we can go back out there and get dirty again... live and enjoy life. 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Sometimes I think they do.. sometimes I don't. It is kinda like what Forrest Gump says, "I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating  around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both.  Maybe both is happening at the same time." So whether it is my destiny, or  by accident, I am doing cheer again. My awesome friend from school, Brandi, got asked by administration to coach cheer. She then came down and asked me if I would help. Now, those of you that know me, know that I have a hard time saying no... especially to those that I love. So, I told her no... but then said yes. Yah, I had a rough patch of coaching cheer before, but I really, truly feel that there is a reason that it keeps falling in my lap. Plus, with Brand by my side, it should be a little bit easier. Last week was tryouts.. which is never easy. I actually got a nice message spray painted on my Drivers Ed. car. Haha !! But, I expected that.. and I think now, I know better... I know what to expect.. and how not to be, based on my past experiences. I am excited about our cute squad this year. We took a small group, but I look forward to growing and learning with the girls. So whether it is destiny.. or accident.. I am glad to be where I am.. and excited to see how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01NGsN-SyBE/TaMWrq5GG_I/AAAAAAAAE7A/BswcV4O1boI/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01NGsN-SyBE/TaMWrq5GG_I/AAAAAAAAE7A/BswcV4O1boI/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594340101628238834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2944266977631482099?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2944266977631482099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2944266977631482099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2944266977631482099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2944266977631482099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/04/give-me-d.html' title='Give me a &quot;D&quot; again'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01NGsN-SyBE/TaMWrq5GG_I/AAAAAAAAE7A/BswcV4O1boI/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3520194993417006908</id><published>2011-04-06T07:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:26:46.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness Defines You</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile !! To say that a lot has happened in my life is an  understatement. Sometimes I feel like my life is a movie script and any  minute some guy in a cape and tights is going to jump out of nowhere and  say... "Hey I am Fix Your Problems Guy !! And I am here for you !!" Ha  !! But, I know better. Cause whether it feels like your life is a movie  or not, you gotta deal with it. I got lots of favorite quotes. I find  them as I read, or hear them on the radio or TV, or friends share theirs  with me. This is one as of late that fits how I feel, "Your joy can  fill you only as deep as your sorrow has carved you." Kahlil Gabrin. I  have been straight up, carved out, these past couple of months.  I will  just start at the beginning.... And I am not going to mince words. My  family has been through a lot as of late. We found out six years ago  that a lot of my mom's depression and behaviors were caused by the fact  that she was severely abused throughout most of her childhood. When this  came out in the open,  it was scary to say the least. The things that  happened to her were unimaginable and ugly. Well, it triggered memories  for me,  and I had been abused in the same circumstances as my mother  when I was younger by her family. The pain and realization of this was  at times unbearable to me. But, through counseling, family and friend  support, and my Heavenly Father,  I have gotten to the point where I can  deal and live with this pain. So after all this happened... and came  out into the open, my family dealt with it in different ways. I shop !!!  Yep, that is my coping mechanism. I have filed for bankruptcy, make a  lot of money a year... but never have any. It is a sickness. My brother  turned to prescription pills. My sister turned to being a rebellious  teenager. We all dealt with it differently... to survive.  It is funny  how you hear that typical saying... a pebble thrown in the water makes a  constant ripple effect. Well this ripple is still occurring... still  rippling. My brother got arrested last month for his prescription  addiction. This was the beginning of the two months of hell my family has  had. The second thing, was my mom passed away on my birthday... March  6th. This was a hard thing,  but a blessing in disguise as well. She has  been in a long term care facility for six years now. After she told us  about her childhood, she went crazy to the point where she was a danger  to us and herself.. so we put her in a home for safety and for her  benefit. She hasn't been well in years... so her passing was a blessing  because I know that she is better off now... but still it was  bittersweet for me. There are a lot of unresolved issues for me that I  know will not be resolved until I see her again. But, I miss her !! My  mom and I were close... extremely close... and I miss her !! And then...  (It happens in three's) my baby sister is going through some serious  issues with her family. She and her husband were arrested as well. It is  a joke now with my dad about when he is going to come bail me out of  jail. See.. the ripple is rippling !! My dad is an amazing man !! He is  just there for us without question or guile. I love him !! But, amidst  all the sadness and pain, I can see the horizon. I have always had that  capability thankfully. I think it goes back to that quote... I have  experienced great pain.. thus I can feel and see the joy. I have so many  things in my life to be grateful for.. health, my beliefs, family,  friends, career, my home.... that the sadness pales in compare. I have  learned that it is how you choose to deal with sadness that defines you.  If you face it, feel it... ride out the ripple it becomes a part of  you, a carving. But, you have to let the good things in your life fill  up those carvings. So the sadness is still there.... but filled with  joy. It is the only way I can keep going... keep living. It is still not  easy... I doubt a lot, and want to cave often... but it a daily thing.  Living by the moment... waking up in the morning willing to fight  everyday. I wrote a poem for my mom that I read at her funeral. I think  it pretty much sums up how I feel right now. My mom was an amazing  woman. She was an amazing mom. Yah, she made mistakes.. did a horrible  thing to me.. but it does not define who she is. I will not let it  because I choose that !! She brought more joy to my life.. than ugliness. I can't wait to see her again. When I was  little she used to always tell me that she was an ugly duckling when she  was little. After she passed, we were going through her stuff and I  found a picture of a beautiful swan in a lake. On the back my mom had  written... Me swimming in the lake. At that moment.. I understood why  she would always say she was an ugly duckling... it became clear.  Everyday I feel her, and am grateful for that relationship I still have  with her.. and the knowledge I have of the after life. This poem is  special to me... but I want to share it with you. I will try to keep the blog up to date. Life is good and bad... but I am living !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;A SHINING SWAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;I was born into this world as an Ugly Duckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;The one that did not fit in. Ridiculed, manipulated, abused, and cheated of her childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;No  one protected me from the ugliness… not my mother, father, brother. I  feel like I don’t belong in this place of darkness, hatred, ugliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;I sought solace in my friends, singing, make-believe, makeup, shopping, and eventually my religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;Soon the ugliness was wearing thin. I could see past my ugly beak, my tattered feathers, my nightmares, my gawky cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;Light  penetrated my soul, and I was reborn. Escaped my past, to start anew,  to learn I am not an Ugly Duckling, but a loving mother to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;The  love of a child made me whole. The ugliness pushed down deep inside me,  set aside my needs for my children, to ensure that they knew no  ugliness, no harm, no hate. They were not Ugly Ducklings in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;Give  of myself to all. I understand pain; I can empathize with the pain of  others. Take their ugliness away. Don’t want them to be Ugly Ducklings. I  will carry their pain. I want to carry their pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;No  time or place can change your past. Fought for the good, the light, but  my ugliness was within, calling me, beckoning me. I lost one child to  it. Pain, ugliness, always beckoning me. Not strong enough to fight it.  Not fair, a victim, I will always be an Ugly Duckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;Family  now broken but not hopeless, I still have hope. Never lose hope. Hang  their pictures on my wall. Write their names in my book, call their  names in my sleep, and whisper their names in my prayers. My family, my  light, the only thing not ugly in my life. I am tired of being an Ugly  Duckling. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sickness afflicts me, makes me weak. Why must I be an Ugly Duckling? Hold onto the light, hold onto my family. My light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;I  close my eyes for good in my sleep. A light beyond all others  penetrates my soul with peace. I see his strong, brown eyes of comfort  and peace. His outstretched hands waiting for mine, the scar in his  hands warms my soul, and lightens my pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;I am home. I look up to see my reflection in his eyes. I am not an Ugly Duckling, &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not  a deformed bird. I see white, a beauty beyond anything I have seen  before. I am a Stunning Swan in his love. I was always a Swan. I  understand now. The ugliness is gone forever. Never again will I be an  Ugly Duckling. I am a Graceful Swan, swimming in the pools of heaven,  preparing the way for my family to swim by my side. My Baby Swans to be  with me again. Here I am progressing. Not standing still anymore, not  sick but strong, for I am an Unfinished Swan. I work towards being a  mother again, a Shining Swan for her young. For that is all I ever  wanted to be and will continue to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1Prr6yS0-w/TZyRNCws3yI/AAAAAAAAE6o/9ItqNXfYiKU/s1600/sw_pg2_2swan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1Prr6yS0-w/TZyRNCws3yI/AAAAAAAAE6o/9ItqNXfYiKU/s320/sw_pg2_2swan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592504490552778530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3520194993417006908?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3520194993417006908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3520194993417006908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3520194993417006908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3520194993417006908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/04/sadness-defines-you.html' title='Sadness Defines You'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1Prr6yS0-w/TZyRNCws3yI/AAAAAAAAE6o/9ItqNXfYiKU/s72-c/sw_pg2_2swan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2838252165181417461</id><published>2011-01-20T10:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T11:56:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buster's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TTiEvn36yuI/AAAAAAAAE54/oeguFrsjDx0/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TTiEvn36yuI/AAAAAAAAE54/oeguFrsjDx0/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564343293308488418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weekends ago, I went up to Cedar for Hutcher's baptism. How beautiful and special it is to see someone you love so much walk up to you dressed up all in white with a glowing grin on their face. Hutch is so special. He has this inner strength about him, that makes you feel stronger. He also has the ability to make you feel like you are the only person in the room and that you matter. I love him so much and am so proud of him !! I am grateful for the gospel, and the basic teachings it gives us. As I get older, there is nothing better than to see the children in my life believe and live these teachings. It is a joy to me !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2838252165181417461?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2838252165181417461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2838252165181417461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2838252165181417461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2838252165181417461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/01/busters-baptism.html' title='Buster&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TTiEvn36yuI/AAAAAAAAE54/oeguFrsjDx0/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-357056498045874255</id><published>2011-01-11T16:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:44:11.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TSzrRC1gC3I/AAAAAAAAE5w/6t0MPzUuIBY/s1600/Invictus-20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TSzrRC1gC3I/AAAAAAAAE5w/6t0MPzUuIBY/s400/Invictus-20092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561078317947292530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TSzqfs9Vz1I/AAAAAAAAE5o/PDfoPfYxOeY/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have been getting free movie channels lately. So of course, I have been going through and taping ones that I have not seen yet. Dad and I watched one last night, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Invictus&lt;/span&gt;". Loved it. It is a true story based on the life of Nelson Mandela. What a great example of forgiveness and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt; he is. Plus it had some great music, rugby,  and actors in it. But, by far, I loved the poem that the movie was named after. Mandela was in a small prison for 27 years... some say wrongly accused. He used this poem to get him through. You know it is easy to complain about the problems in our own lives... we didn't get this, or being tired... etc. But, when I look at someone like him, and what he overcame... I have no room to talk or complain. We can choose our attitudes, our reactions, our words, our lives, our friends, our beliefs, our everything. How blessed are we to live in a country where we can be "Captain of our Souls". It was an inspiration to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;, I will be purchasing it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;INVICTUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the night that covers me,&lt;br /&gt;Black as the Pit from pole to pole,&lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be&lt;br /&gt;For my unconquerable soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Under the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bludgeonings&lt;/span&gt; of chance&lt;br /&gt;My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears&lt;br /&gt;Looms but the Horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years&lt;br /&gt;Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll.&lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate:&lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-357056498045874255?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/357056498045874255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=357056498045874255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/357056498045874255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/357056498045874255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2011/01/captain-of-my-soul.html' title='CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TSzrRC1gC3I/AAAAAAAAE5w/6t0MPzUuIBY/s72-c/Invictus-20092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7741621764516531072</id><published>2010-12-16T14:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:15:04.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Storm</title><content type='html'>So the last couple of weeks I have been bombarded and busy with Angel Tree stuff. Our club provides Christmas for children in need. The kids have been busy planning different activities in hopes to raise some mula. Seriously, if I did not have Mrs. Brandi Sawyers.. I wouldn't make it this month. I am so glad she is here at Dixie with me. I love the spirit of Christmas.. and what it stands for... it definitely comes out when you are running around with your head cut off. We don't get much snow in St. George, but we are getting plenty of Angel Tree, an "Angel Storm" is what I call it. Busy and happy !! :) Good times.. good memories !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a41354f5455354e7a553d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a41354f5455354e7a553d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows.html" target="_blank"&gt;Digital slideshow&lt;/a&gt; personalized with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video the kids put together for motivation !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1XElwhUPw1Q?rel=0" width="475" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7741621764516531072?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7741621764516531072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7741621764516531072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7741621764516531072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7741621764516531072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/12/angel-storm_16.html' title='Angel Storm'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1XElwhUPw1Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7156957783454572727</id><published>2010-12-08T14:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:20:24.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TP_zknibaPI/AAAAAAAAE30/QvkhnQC3LrA/s1600/Imikimi_Postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TP_zknibaPI/AAAAAAAAE30/QvkhnQC3LrA/s400/Imikimi_Postcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548421076357966066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Chan and Andee paid for me to fly up to Sandy for Turkey Day. It was such a good time. Good food, friends, shopping, and chilling. Chan is an amazing cook.. amazing turkey with brine ??!! Still not sure what it is, but who cares cause it was dang good. And waldrof ??!! salad, yummy !!! My favorites were shopping with Andal, laughing like crazy at the table making toasts, and sitting by the tree just chatting. It was freaking freezin... on Thanksgiving I think the high was 19 degrees. We also went and saw Harry Potter. Will had to explain things as the movie went cause I am not a big Harry Potter fan. I do like Hermoine now though. She kicks magic ass !! Thank you soo much Chan and Andee for loving me and being good to me. Love you guys !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7156957783454572727?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7156957783454572727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7156957783454572727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7156957783454572727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7156957783454572727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/12/thankful-for-friends-that-are-family.html' title='Thankful for Friends'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TP_zknibaPI/AAAAAAAAE30/QvkhnQC3LrA/s72-c/Imikimi_Postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6794415864514538175</id><published>2010-11-19T10:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T12:12:36.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TObMFEbtdsI/AAAAAAAAE2s/E0HYob1kKGs/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TObMFEbtdsI/AAAAAAAAE2s/E0HYob1kKGs/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541340778987353794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Monday was my cousin Nells birthday. Me, Dad, Charlie, and Tessarou went over to Chris and Lauren's for some grub and cake. It is her 50th birthday, and I wanted to do a post about her because she is an amazing woman. Some of my best memories of Nells, is driving with her as she blared Juice Newton and rocked out by hitting her steering wheel, while puckering her lips. :) I also remember great times when I lived with her, Julie, and Sue my senior year of high school. Nells has always been there for me. When I first started remembering things with my mom... Nells was there, and although the news was shocking, and unbelievable, she never doubted me or judged me. She was there for me when I went through the temple, to be my side when I took my endowments out.  But, when I think of Nells, not only do I think of these things, but I think of a strong amazing woman that has been through so much with her health and her mom... and she has kept her head held high... and shown so much strength !! Nells, I love you very much !! And admire you so much for your strength and courage !! I am proud to be your cousin !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6794415864514538175?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6794415864514538175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6794415864514538175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6794415864514538175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6794415864514538175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-nells.html' title='My Nells'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TObMFEbtdsI/AAAAAAAAE2s/E0HYob1kKGs/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7869632847716677245</id><published>2010-11-17T14:15:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:37:48.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Must Haves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORKgNUOzOI/AAAAAAAAE2k/UeAhgqunjvM/s1600/sephora-coupon-code-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORKgNUOzOI/AAAAAAAAE2k/UeAhgqunjvM/s400/sephora-coupon-code-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540635358763338978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through phases of my shopping addiction... Not the phases where I don't shop then do... UM, I ALWAYS SHOP !! :) More the phases of where I shop.. online that is. Lately, I have been addicted to Sephora. Seriously it is of the devil !! I also have an app for it on my phone. But, in my addiction I found some great makeup products that I will always use now !! Stuff that I have been trying to find for years... and have finally found. These are the few things that I have to have !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORHsS5kL2I/AAAAAAAAE2E/q3mo8MYIuSI/s1600/P245205_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORHsS5kL2I/AAAAAAAAE2E/q3mo8MYIuSI/s400/P245205_hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540632267885653858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kat Von D Tatto Liner.. I have no idea who she is.. but I love this stuff. I have tried countless liquid liners. They either smear too much, or don't stay on.. or get all caught up in my eyelashes. But this stuff is the best !! It stays put... and the applicator makes it really easy to work with. Thumbs up for me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORIdkKzsPI/AAAAAAAAE2U/xKXJldMMqZs/s1600/P61005_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORIdkKzsPI/AAAAAAAAE2U/xKXJldMMqZs/s400/P61005_hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540633114334966002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any beauty store you go on.. online.. raves about Bare Minerals. I know why now !! It is awesome from their cover up, to blush, to shimmer, to anything... good stuff !! This particular item is the all over face color. I use True.. I love it because during the winter when I start getting pasty white.. :) This stuff adds a shimmer and shine. And I like me some bling !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORJOmVABsI/AAAAAAAAE2c/ATN7JLp4ehM/s1600/P228204_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORJOmVABsI/AAAAAAAAE2c/ATN7JLp4ehM/s400/P228204_hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540633956728178370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K.. how many different mascaras have you tried? If you are like me... probably a lot !! I have used Estee Lauder for years... but just happened to come across this mascara. It is amazing. I have had fake eyelashes.. if I use this mascara.. it gives me the fake eyelash look !! And it isn't clumpy, or chunky. Love me some Buxom !! They also make a great lip gloss too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your ever surfing the Internet.. Check out Sephora... it has been good to me.. Damn it !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7869632847716677245?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7869632847716677245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7869632847716677245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7869632847716677245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7869632847716677245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/11/beauty-must-haves.html' title='Beauty Must Haves'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TORKgNUOzOI/AAAAAAAAE2k/UeAhgqunjvM/s72-c/sephora-coupon-code-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7147430648101597647</id><published>2010-11-08T09:50:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:05:00.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher Slave Drivers</title><content type='html'>A couple of Friday's ago, we had a fundraiser for Interask, a club that I am adviser for. The kids are trying to jumpstart raising money for Angel Tree this year. Students bid on their favorite teachers to wash a car of their choice. We didn't have many cars due to it being Halloween weekend. But, those that came had a blast. My favorite part were the kids that brought lawn chairs and goodies to watch their teacher wash their car. Good stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brammy (Brandi and Tammy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgs2b-GzBI/AAAAAAAAE14/D_E5JBzXzWM/s1600/afafaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgs2b-GzBI/AAAAAAAAE14/D_E5JBzXzWM/s320/afafaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537225055584832530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Nelson and his slave driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgsrN3NMaI/AAAAAAAAE1w/rDHi0uLQ6oA/s1600/hshsh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgsrN3NMaI/AAAAAAAAE1w/rDHi0uLQ6oA/s320/hshsh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537224862819234210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgr8ht1UTI/AAAAAAAAE1o/SBEPYe4w3Jk/s1600/sfsfs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgr8ht1UTI/AAAAAAAAE1o/SBEPYe4w3Jk/s320/sfsfs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537224060694778162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shaheen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrhlapCBI/AAAAAAAAE1g/VRuZnH6sbNQ/s1600/agagahahah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrhlapCBI/AAAAAAAAE1g/VRuZnH6sbNQ/s320/agagahahah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537223597831555090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrZhxmhHI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/yWdCVp0gNtc/s1600/usikkk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrZhxmhHI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/yWdCVp0gNtc/s320/usikkk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537223459415164018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Tater and Sawyers... stud-muffins !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrJtqyIRI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/8BiVjed1fz0/s1600/huauau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrJtqyIRI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/8BiVjed1fz0/s320/huauau.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537223187729883410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrANmNhUI/AAAAAAAAE1I/PeK3TBjcO9w/s1600/sjskkk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgrANmNhUI/AAAAAAAAE1I/PeK3TBjcO9w/s320/sjskkk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537223024501949762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Christensen and his slave driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgqyI5eAUI/AAAAAAAAE1A/-tBxPmo84FE/s1600/agayyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgqyI5eAUI/AAAAAAAAE1A/-tBxPmo84FE/s320/agayyy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537222782722376002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sawyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgqloyD4PI/AAAAAAAAE04/FwRJu-nZAn4/s1600/sjsiisi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgqloyD4PI/AAAAAAAAE04/FwRJu-nZAn4/s320/sjsiisi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537222567942938866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgqb8bnQXI/AAAAAAAAE0w/-JlctK13VWo/s1600/sjsiisi.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7147430648101597647?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7147430648101597647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7147430648101597647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7147430648101597647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7147430648101597647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/11/teacher-slave-drivers.html' title='Teacher Slave Drivers'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNgs2b-GzBI/AAAAAAAAE14/D_E5JBzXzWM/s72-c/afafaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-1823203434972430159</id><published>2010-11-05T21:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:20:58.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Embedded Birthday Moments</title><content type='html'>About a month ago Andal called me and told me that Brianne's wish for her birthday was that she could spend the day with me. Well.. pull my freakin arm !!! :) So I headed up to surprise Brianne for her birthday. The best part about it... wasn't the shopping, or the food, or the relaxing... or even the laughing !! The best part that will forever be embedded in my mind and heart is the look on Brianne's face when she saw me, and the hug that she gave me. You just don't get those kind of moments very often... and I was so lucky to get one. I will never forget it. Thanks Briannie for loving me and making me so happy !! I am so proud of you and am lucky to be your godmother. Happy Birthday Honey !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGHsd4GXI/AAAAAAAAE0o/tt0LK575p9c/s1600/Surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGHsd4GXI/AAAAAAAAE0o/tt0LK575p9c/s400/Surprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267677443037554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGDPMTWbI/AAAAAAAAE0g/S_VHPbuhJQQ/s1600/Love+Her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGDPMTWbI/AAAAAAAAE0g/S_VHPbuhJQQ/s400/Love+Her.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267600865221042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGABE1ECI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/migUTmuE4b4/s1600/My+Baby+Briannie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGABE1ECI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/migUTmuE4b4/s400/My+Baby+Briannie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267545536172066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTF7tHzTnI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/5wjuAiVINDA/s1600/Holla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTF7tHzTnI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/5wjuAiVINDA/s400/Holla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267471460454002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTF3ACUZ6I/AAAAAAAAE0I/ZSSC79EbUcI/s1600/Ho+ho+ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTF3ACUZ6I/AAAAAAAAE0I/ZSSC79EbUcI/s400/Ho+ho+ho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267390638385058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTFzn4npXI/AAAAAAAAE0A/KdnA11T7Opc/s1600/Shopping+Beauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTFzn4npXI/AAAAAAAAE0A/KdnA11T7Opc/s400/Shopping+Beauties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536267332615644530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-1823203434972430159?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/1823203434972430159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=1823203434972430159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1823203434972430159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1823203434972430159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/11/embedded-moment.html' title='Embedded Birthday Moments'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TNTGHsd4GXI/AAAAAAAAE0o/tt0LK575p9c/s72-c/Surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4895638600180302532</id><published>2010-10-27T12:58:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:42:22.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thrillertime !!</title><content type='html'>Every year about this time... me, Ang, Stace, and Charles head on down to Tuachan on a cold, fall night, and enjoy a Halloween jig. Thriller is just awesome.. there are dances with witches, frankensteins, mummies, skeletons, monsters, and aliens. It is the highlight of my Halloween. This year there was a new dance for Twilight.. good stuff !! Can't wait till next year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh63gg630I/AAAAAAAAEzI/aMSKF0KPtv4/s1600/hsds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh63gg630I/AAAAAAAAEzI/aMSKF0KPtv4/s400/hsds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532807236264058690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh6z9RrCuI/AAAAAAAAEzA/IzmAQr2CrTw/s1600/usdus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh6z9RrCuI/AAAAAAAAEzA/IzmAQr2CrTw/s400/usdus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532807175265258210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh55hRZ-WI/AAAAAAAAEy4/RJ6kkidc2FE/s1600/jhopjp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh4Lw--FFI/AAAAAAAAEyI/iAdWtCD7tAM/s400/hshs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532804285747565650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh4IxOMJWI/AAAAAAAAEyA/vh3z1S5q9nA/s1600/hsss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh4IxOMJWI/AAAAAAAAEyA/vh3z1S5q9nA/s400/hsss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532804234271794530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh4F23hbpI/AAAAAAAAEx4/leb-Vi6e3Ms/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh4F23hbpI/AAAAAAAAEx4/leb-Vi6e3Ms/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532804184247725714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4895638600180302532?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4895638600180302532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4895638600180302532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4895638600180302532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4895638600180302532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-thrillertime.html' title='It&apos;s Thrillertime !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMh63gg630I/AAAAAAAAEzI/aMSKF0KPtv4/s72-c/hsds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6843619056184782119</id><published>2010-10-22T13:01:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:01:58.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>King of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHgwc9RwZI/AAAAAAAAExg/9vEhpWyKQVA/s1600/crowns-1-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 43px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHgwc9RwZI/AAAAAAAAExg/9vEhpWyKQVA/s400/crowns-1-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530948940399231378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have just been.. UGH.... What is the word I am looking for... annoyed, bitchy, pissed off, easily angered, short-tempered, sick of being taken advantage of... Yah, those are the words. Seriously, I need to get over it.. cause I know I am only hurting myself... but, I am loving this song right now.. cause I just really feel like this is me sometimes. At times... I just keep quiet, hiding how I really feel to protect others.. or to be nice... but the older I am getting that is slowly changing. Good or bad??!! I don't know yet.. I'll get back to ya. :) I think that what is important is finding a happy medium between giving.. and standing up for yourself... I just have to find it so that I feel that I am "King of Me". Here are the lyrics.. the song is titled, "King of Anything", by Sara Bareilles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;While I look outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So many things I’d say if only I were able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You’ve got opinions, man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;We’re all entitled to ‘em, but I never asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;And get out of here fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;There’s no one here to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who cares if you disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You are not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So you dare tell me who to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You sound so innocent, all full of good intent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Swear you know best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;But you expect me to jump up on board with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;And ride off into your delusional sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;But you’ll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You got the talking down, just not the listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;And who cares if you disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You are not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So you dare tell me who to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;While I just hurt and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who cares if you disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You are not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So you dare tell me who to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who cares if you disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You are not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;So you dare tell me who to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Let me hold your crown, babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHhMh9_RoI/AAAAAAAAExw/cluRmaOo5jw/s1600/KING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHhMh9_RoI/AAAAAAAAExw/cluRmaOo5jw/s400/KING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530949422780728962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHg5AfJpeI/AAAAAAAAExo/oK5zp6GKSRI/s1600/Kings-crown-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6843619056184782119?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6843619056184782119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6843619056184782119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6843619056184782119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6843619056184782119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/king-of-me.html' title='King of Me'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMHgwc9RwZI/AAAAAAAAExg/9vEhpWyKQVA/s72-c/crowns-1-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4974648249343405255</id><published>2010-10-21T12:36:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:32:26.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMCYkCSJX1I/AAAAAAAAExQ/Rlcz3i_qe7k/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMCYkCSJX1I/AAAAAAAAExQ/Rlcz3i_qe7k/s200/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530588087266664274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I remember going to Magic Mountain.. or maybe it was Knott's Berry Farm... one of those... and I had my picture taken with a huge lion. I remember how regal and beautiful it was... like a raw beauty.. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Strangely, I was not afraid... but rather the lion had a calming effect on me. I could feel his strength... and his size made me feel protected and loved. I remember wrapping my arms around the lion and hugging him after I got my picture taken. The photographer was a little shocked at how calm I was with the lion. To this day.. I still feel that way about lions. When people have asked if I could have any pet animal what would I choose... Lion. I have had many people come and go in my life... some have been a quiet, subtle influence. Others have come and will always be there.. whether they are near or not. Their strength and calmness make me feel protected. They are my "lions" you could say. I remember the first time I met Wulf... he was glaring at me like.. "What the hell are you staring at?" More like he roared it. :) The kid is amazingly strong.. has literally been through hell and back. He never gives up and has courage like no other. If he wants something.. he works hard until he gets it. He has a soft, heart.. that he does not like to show.. and the kid can look at people, nature, the world.. and find beauty in everything. I don't have my own kids.... but like I have said before.. I have been blessed to have kids through my teaching career.. be a part of my life. Wulf is truly one of them. He charged into my life like a lion... and has been a great blessing to me. It was his birthday at the beginning of this month and I missed it !! So, happy belated birthday my Wulf. I know that you will absolutely hate this post. But, yah... I don't care !! Deal with it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SSDtaGJfWyI/AAAAAAAACcI/BSivfAypL5I/s1600-h/pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SSDtaGJfWyI/AAAAAAAACcI/BSivfAypL5I/s400/pics+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269472596606278434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4974648249343405255?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4974648249343405255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4974648249343405255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4974648249343405255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4974648249343405255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-pet-lion.html' title='My Pet Lion'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TMCYkCSJX1I/AAAAAAAAExQ/Rlcz3i_qe7k/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2249744489165253663</id><published>2010-10-20T13:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:14:59.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa the TV Critic- Friday's</title><content type='html'>Here is what is on the TiVo on Friday's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9NEiAitaI/AAAAAAAAExA/caGF9dfkBJE/s1600/Supernatural_Head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9NEiAitaI/AAAAAAAAExA/caGF9dfkBJE/s200/Supernatural_Head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530223607678154146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERNATURAL&lt;/span&gt;- I have posted about this show a couple of times now... I love this show !! It is brutally sad and intense.. but it shows the strength of persistence and fight... I like it !! And the guys are amazingly hot !!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9Le_8-suI/AAAAAAAAEw4/zywfWbEFVr8/s1600/medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9Le_8-suI/AAAAAAAAEw4/zywfWbEFVr8/s200/medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221863369618146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEDIUM&lt;/span&gt;- Love this show.. have watched it since the beginning. This season has not disappointed. The main character has the ability to see ghosts and has dreams that show her the future, past, or present. The writing is great !! And the show is just different and interesting !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9HyzPMdrI/AAAAAAAAEww/tyYkFpmA-GM/s1600/blue-bloods-cbs-poster-550x689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9HyzPMdrI/AAAAAAAAEww/tyYkFpmA-GM/s200/blue-bloods-cbs-poster-550x689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530217805507229362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLUE BLOODS&lt;/span&gt;- Great cop show. I like it because it deals with the family side of law. It shows how each family member has a different view, and how at times they have to pick law or family. Love Donnie Wahlberg and Tom Selleck in it too !!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9GnYUq2FI/AAAAAAAAEwo/iMPCHB_l_Eg/s1600/The_Good_Guys_logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9GnYUq2FI/AAAAAAAAEwo/iMPCHB_l_Eg/s200/The_Good_Guys_logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530216509792245842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GOOD GUYS&lt;/span&gt;- Seriously hilarious !! A cop show.. but it has an old school cop and new school cop as partners. The old school guy is great... laugh out loud great !! Another thing that is cool about the show is they go back and forth in time... which keeps ya on your toes a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9GAEDAGtI/AAAAAAAAEwg/GVv8TGQK-rs/s1600/haven-3-shot-660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9GAEDAGtI/AAAAAAAAEwg/GVv8TGQK-rs/s200/haven-3-shot-660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530215834334534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVEN&lt;/span&gt;- Great show on Sci-Fi. The season finale was a couple of weeks ago.. but I figured I would still do a little write up. Since it is on Sci-Fi.. it has a little weirdness, and supernatural side to it. The characters are interesting,  and the stories even more interesting. I like it because it is something different. Not the typical cop, lawyer, or doctor show. I will definitely watch next season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2249744489165253663?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2249744489165253663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2249744489165253663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2249744489165253663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2249744489165253663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/tampa-tv-critic-fridays.html' title='Tampa the TV Critic- Friday&apos;s'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL9NEiAitaI/AAAAAAAAExA/caGF9dfkBJE/s72-c/Supernatural_Head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8679667961292803179</id><published>2010-10-18T20:17:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:29:15.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless Wetness</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you mix your nikon camera, niece and nephews, a splash pad, and picnik editing ??.... PRICELESS WETNESS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BeJbp2CI/AAAAAAAAEwY/1zvqrR9Ql8o/s1600/33718_1526959825632_1583780280_1199479_7467504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BeJbp2CI/AAAAAAAAEwY/1zvqrR9Ql8o/s400/33718_1526959825632_1583780280_1199479_7467504_n.jpg" alt="" id= /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BTgQCdwI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/Z7XzT6cQLX4/s1600/66251_1526958345595_1583780280_1199469_719164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BTgQCdwI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/Z7XzT6cQLX4/s400/66251_1526958345595_1583780280_1199469_719164_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529577352067184386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BOfI8QzI/AAAAAAAAEwI/tYtxvbQaiUg/s1600/33659_1526958225592_1583780280_1199468_910504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BOfI8QzI/AAAAAAAAEwI/tYtxvbQaiUg/s400/33659_1526958225592_1583780280_1199468_910504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529577265869636402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BJq-wj2I/AAAAAAAAEwA/LROCv1lsv-A/s1600/44963_1526959185616_1583780280_1199475_4007340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BJq-wj2I/AAAAAAAAEwA/LROCv1lsv-A/s400/44963_1526959185616_1583780280_1199475_4007340_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529577183148805986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BDIv48sI/AAAAAAAAEv4/xQEnwteyiHQ/s1600/72464_1526959065613_1583780280_1199473_5247060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BDIv48sI/AAAAAAAAEv4/xQEnwteyiHQ/s400/72464_1526959065613_1583780280_1199473_5247060_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529577070880420546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A_BZhBZI/AAAAAAAAEvw/hfGPJIKNYfI/s1600/40897_1526960065638_1583780280_1199481_2608720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A_BZhBZI/AAAAAAAAEvw/hfGPJIKNYfI/s400/40897_1526960065638_1583780280_1199481_2608720_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529577000188052882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A6nyimjI/AAAAAAAAEvo/hupcbU5ODVc/s1600/67275_1526958465598_1583780280_1199470_8329511_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A6nyimjI/AAAAAAAAEvo/hupcbU5ODVc/s400/67275_1526958465598_1583780280_1199470_8329511_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529576924594215474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A0znOXAI/AAAAAAAAEvg/vGwEN3kvZ2g/s1600/71899_1526959585626_1583780280_1199477_3610382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0A0znOXAI/AAAAAAAAEvg/vGwEN3kvZ2g/s400/71899_1526959585626_1583780280_1199477_3610382_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529576824688761858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0AvbYkLCI/AAAAAAAAEvY/LNuSnWxIGh4/s1600/72565_1526959985636_1583780280_1199480_1086003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0AvbYkLCI/AAAAAAAAEvY/LNuSnWxIGh4/s400/72565_1526959985636_1583780280_1199480_1086003_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529576732285479970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8679667961292803179?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8679667961292803179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8679667961292803179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8679667961292803179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8679667961292803179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/priceless-wetness.html' title='Priceless Wetness'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TL0BeJbp2CI/AAAAAAAAEwY/1zvqrR9Ql8o/s72-c/33718_1526959825632_1583780280_1199479_7467504_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8758223116813043767</id><published>2010-10-12T13:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:06:53.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher Auction</title><content type='html'>So this year my teacher buddy Brandi and I... we go by Brammy at school :) .... are the advisors over the club that does Angel Tree. I am way excited to be a part of something so great. Every year at Christmas time our students raise up to $10,000 for families in need. We shop for the presents, wrap, and deliver them. We are trying to get a head start on raising money this year. So one of the first activities we are going to do is a Teacher Auction. Students will be allowed to bid on their favorite teachers. The highest bidder for each teacher will win that teachers car washing services with a car of their choice. Very fun... my colleagues are so good about donating their time.. and going a long with my silly ideas. We took pictures of each of the volunteers to make posters around the school. I love these people.. and am lucky to work with them !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS_fN9t5PI/AAAAAAAAEtk/GJVCnKCUFm4/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS_fN9t5PI/AAAAAAAAEtk/GJVCnKCUFm4/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527253185735812338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8758223116813043767?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8758223116813043767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8758223116813043767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8758223116813043767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8758223116813043767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/teacher-auction.html' title='Teacher Auction'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS_fN9t5PI/AAAAAAAAEtk/GJVCnKCUFm4/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-9005294472894812429</id><published>2010-10-12T13:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:44:34.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Sammy !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS6HyXTm3I/AAAAAAAAEtc/mjqQProEenI/s1600/spn___ttm_picspam_02_by_lere-d30g7nh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS6HyXTm3I/AAAAAAAAEtc/mjqQProEenI/s400/spn___ttm_picspam_02_by_lere-d30g7nh.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527247285631818610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last episode of Supernatural... the first three minutes... were heaven. I could seriously knaw on him forever !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-9005294472894812429?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/9005294472894812429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=9005294472894812429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/9005294472894812429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/9005294472894812429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/yummy-sammy.html' title='Yummy Sammy !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLS6HyXTm3I/AAAAAAAAEtc/mjqQProEenI/s72-c/spn___ttm_picspam_02_by_lere-d30g7nh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5121915277491541342</id><published>2010-10-12T10:34:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:05:30.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa The TV Critic- Thursday's</title><content type='html'>This is my TiVo list for Thursday's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSkrrzFr4I/AAAAAAAAEsc/MbOfgH9bor8/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSkrrzFr4I/AAAAAAAAEsc/MbOfgH9bor8/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527223713088778114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREY'S ANATOMY&lt;/span&gt;- I have been watching this show since the beginning. One of my favorite things about it is Grey's words of wisdom that she says in each episode. This show has such emotion and feeling. The season finales the past two years have been seriously intense. I have actually screamed out loud, and jumped up and down... intense !! Absolutely a must see !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSoxGBuVBI/AAAAAAAAEsk/01N7XuSXG3M/s1600/Bleep_My_Dad_Says_DAD1D90_R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSoxGBuVBI/AAAAAAAAEsk/01N7XuSXG3M/s200/Bleep_My_Dad_Says_DAD1D90_R.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527228204075340818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S*$&amp;amp;T MY DAD SAYS&lt;/span&gt;- This show is based on a book I have. Haven't actually read it yet, but I will get there. :) The show so far is pretty funny. I like William Shatner.. I mean come on Star Trek !! And he is a crotchety, old man. Pretty funny !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSrNkRUxNI/AAAAAAAAEss/NMpOMDN0XEU/s1600/bones_03_poster_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSrNkRUxNI/AAAAAAAAEss/NMpOMDN0XEU/s200/bones_03_poster_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527230892253430994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BONES&lt;/span&gt;-  I have been watching this show since the beginning as well. Right now, my feelings for it are conflicted. The storylines are usually really good and different. It is about a genius woman that studies bones. She is paired up with an FBI agent to solve crimes when bones are found. The characters are likable and it is intense and funny at the same time. But, I am seriously just sick of them putting off the two of them getting together. I mean come on already.. Just kiss !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSsYgRtqjI/AAAAAAAAEs0/6ln6o1oi6os/s1600/fringe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSsYgRtqjI/AAAAAAAAEs0/6ln6o1oi6os/s200/fringe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527232179671509554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt;- Great show ! JJ Abrams is a great writer. Like this show cause it is something different. It is a sci-fi, suspense, action, romance, comedy, thriller. But, it leans more towards the sci-fi. Plus Joshua Jackson is in it.. and he is hot. Have you noticed that I watch shows based on the guys looks? Yah, I am shallow like that. :) I also love the character Walter. He is the crazy, old scientist type. He is hilarious !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLStl5oppFI/AAAAAAAAEs8/68Dh8eWqqis/s1600/mentalist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLStl5oppFI/AAAAAAAAEs8/68Dh8eWqqis/s200/mentalist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527233509328528466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENTALIST&lt;/span&gt;- Love this guy.. At times he is a little too cocky... but it is pretty cool how he can read people based on their actions. The way they solve cases is pretty cool. A lot of times they fool the crooks to come out through manipulation. So it is a cop show with a different twist.. that is enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSudF3ts5I/AAAAAAAAEtE/K7GTcvtmfAQ/s1600/nikita-maggie-q-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSudF3ts5I/AAAAAAAAEtE/K7GTcvtmfAQ/s200/nikita-maggie-q-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527234457505739666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIKITA&lt;/span&gt;- This is a remake from the original popular french movie "La Femme Nikita". I have seen both the french and american movie, and USA had a series years ago that I watched. So I was excited to see this new one. I love it !! They started it with a different twist. Instead of Nikita being inside.. she has escaped and is trying to take down the twisted government sanctioned program that incarcerated her. It puts a good twist on an old story.. and makes it fresh. Besides the fact that she kicks ass... and has big guns !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSvu9jU3YI/AAAAAAAAEtM/nTG5vZd0hJQ/s1600/the+office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSvu9jU3YI/AAAAAAAAEtM/nTG5vZd0hJQ/s200/the+office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527235864022015362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE OFFICE&lt;/span&gt;- Classic comedy at it's best !! I have actually posted about this show before... I heart it !!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSwYzIiccI/AAAAAAAAEtU/67Dh1KeVbGc/s1600/the-vampire-diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSwYzIiccI/AAAAAAAAEtU/67Dh1KeVbGc/s200/the-vampire-diaries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527236582779810242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE VAMPIRE DIARIES&lt;/span&gt;- Yes another teeny bopper show about vampires that I love. But, to plead my case I have liked these shows since the first one.. Buffy. This show is awesome. Hot guys, blood, smut, vampires, revenge, betrayal, werewolves, good guys, bad guys... What more could you ask for? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5121915277491541342?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5121915277491541342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5121915277491541342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5121915277491541342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5121915277491541342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/tampa-tv-critic-thursdays.html' title='Tampa The TV Critic- Thursday&apos;s'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLSkrrzFr4I/AAAAAAAAEsc/MbOfgH9bor8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7372498447748050174</id><published>2010-10-11T20:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:50:51.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Smel on My Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLPLGmV236I/AAAAAAAAEsE/lm9IHFO0uu0/s1600/66431_1517919519630_1583780280_1181957_5490827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLPLGmV236I/AAAAAAAAEsE/lm9IHFO0uu0/s400/66431_1517919519630_1583780280_1181957_5490827_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526984481945608098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLPKT-wqqzI/AAAAAAAAEr8/jmsevCbFUpk/s1600/Me+and+Smel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel came up this past weekend and spent a couple of days with me. I kept asking her what she wanted to do... and she kept gently chiding... "Tam whatever you want, I am up for anything !!" I don't think she realized how important her visit was to me, and how even greater that response was. Seriously, having her here with no plans, just chilling like we used to back in the stone ages... :) helped me soo much. We shopped, ate, watched DVR, watched old videos, took naps, and hung out at my school. I have been off my rocker lately... emotional wise. I tend to be on this roller coaster often. But, she was on it with me that weekend and helped me smile and raise my arms.. and enjoy the ride. I felt like me again when she left. I am again truly blessed in the friends department. They are my foundation and are often there for me on my roller coaster rides !! One thing about Smel... she has always been a steady rider on my roller coaster... at times she might have been sitting in the way back... yelling her support,  but this weekend she was right next to me holding my hand. :)  Love you Smel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7372498447748050174?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7372498447748050174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7372498447748050174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7372498447748050174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7372498447748050174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/me-and-smel-on-my-rollercoaster.html' title='Me and Smel on My Roller Coaster'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLPLGmV236I/AAAAAAAAEsE/lm9IHFO0uu0/s72-c/66431_1517919519630_1583780280_1181957_5490827_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4567772230857579170</id><published>2010-10-11T14:13:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:53:22.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa The TV Critic- Wednesday's</title><content type='html'>Here is my Wednesday TiVo list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNquz1hGDI/AAAAAAAAEq8/4_512kYKtW8/s1600/9571c0491bason%2B1.png.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNquz1hGDI/AAAAAAAAEq8/4_512kYKtW8/s200/9571c0491bason%2B1.png.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526878520134932530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUTLAW&lt;/span&gt;- Loving Jimmy Smitts in  this. It's another lawyer show. Not my new favorite law show, but still  pretty good. I heard that it might be cancelled... I will miss it a  little. I am struggling to keep up with all of them !!&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN21HEYDyI/AAAAAAAAErU/2z_wCF5cPPo/s1600/the-middle-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN21HEYDyI/AAAAAAAAErU/2z_wCF5cPPo/s200/the-middle-600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526891822516277026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MIDDLE&lt;/span&gt;- Great comedy !! It's about a quirky little family in the Midwest.. trying to live life and get by. The little boy in it has one of my favorite quirks !! He always whispers the last part of what he is saying to himself and looks down !! Haha.. I love it !! Think I am going to start teaching like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN4lpGPUUI/AAAAAAAAErc/DTsTDTnMO38/s1600/modern-family-cast-pic_508x491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN4lpGPUUI/AAAAAAAAErc/DTsTDTnMO38/s200/modern-family-cast-pic_508x491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526893755796246850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MODERN FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;- I have blogged about this show before... It is the best comedy out there. The two gay guys are a riot... and all the characters play off each other hilariously.  A definite must see !!&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN5Q_2Z3kI/AAAAAAAAErk/kk4In4jj2q4/s1600/cougar-town-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN5Q_2Z3kI/AAAAAAAAErk/kk4In4jj2q4/s200/cougar-town-here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526894500638219842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COUGAR TOWN&lt;/span&gt;- This show is about a single mom that is coming to grips with old age. She gets a lot of help from her family and friends. I enjoy the characters, and her ex-husbands vehicle is a golf-cart. Good times !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN6Jfw2rNI/AAAAAAAAErs/Ut0wYMS_bY0/s1600/the-defenders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN6Jfw2rNI/AAAAAAAAErs/Ut0wYMS_bY0/s200/the-defenders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526895471277550802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE DEFENDERS&lt;/span&gt;- This is my new favorite lawyer show. I have always been a big fan of Jim Belushi, and Jerry O'Connell is yummy. They are funny together, and I have enjoyed the storyline and cases they have had thus far. It is a definite keeper.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN6nancXjI/AAAAAAAAEr0/d_iIwqNHHrs/s1600/poster-the-wholw-truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLN6nancXjI/AAAAAAAAEr0/d_iIwqNHHrs/s200/poster-the-wholw-truth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526895985291976242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WHOLE TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;- Yet, another lawyer show... this one I might give up. The thing I like about it... is that it really shows both sides of the defense and prosecution in each case. At times you are thinking it could go either way. But to be honest, at this point of my week... I am lawyered out. I am going to have to decide between this and Outlaw...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4567772230857579170?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4567772230857579170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4567772230857579170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4567772230857579170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4567772230857579170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/10/tampa-tv-critic-wednesdays.html' title='Tampa The TV Critic- Wednesday&apos;s'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNquz1hGDI/AAAAAAAAEq8/4_512kYKtW8/s72-c/9571c0491bason%2B1.png.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5480310290337352235</id><published>2010-09-24T13:57:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:41:56.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa The TV Critic- Tuesday's</title><content type='html'>Here is Tuesday's list of TiVo items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0C8BMzQdI/AAAAAAAAEqU/4YggNhZZSqw/s1600/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0C8BMzQdI/AAAAAAAAEqU/4YggNhZZSqw/s200/glee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520571948363629010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLEE&lt;/span&gt;- This show is my third favorite show on television. The singing is amazing. The characters are hilarious. The season opener was awesome !! The lines that come out of the Cheer Coach Sue's mouth are just the best. And they just added another Coach to this season. Hahaha... her name is Coach Biest.... a female coach for Football. Cracks me up !! And they have added a few new kids with amazing voices !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0DvFbsc7I/AAAAAAAAEqc/taHdXEHkoxY/s1600/ncis-paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0DvFbsc7I/AAAAAAAAEqc/taHdXEHkoxY/s200/ncis-paper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520572825673167794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;- This is my second favoritist show on television. I just love the characters in this show. They are all so different.. and play off each other so well. The main character Gibbs, is the strong silent type. I love him. I seriously plan on naming a future dog after him. This is just the best show on television !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0FOKoMCtI/AAAAAAAAEqk/4QNATMoRA6Y/s1600/raising_hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0FOKoMCtI/AAAAAAAAEqk/4QNATMoRA6Y/s200/raising_hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520574459155319506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAISING HOPE&lt;/span&gt;- This show is my new favorite comedy. It is a little crude at times... but always has a round about way of giving a good message. The grandma is hilarious... always just walks around in a bra. Haha... definitely a must see if you want to laugh out loud !!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNobfzND0I/AAAAAAAAEqs/DijalY4Ldgs/s1600/NCIS_Los_Angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNobfzND0I/AAAAAAAAEqs/DijalY4Ldgs/s200/NCIS_Los_Angeles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526875989315751746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NCIS LOS ANGELES&lt;/span&gt;- One of my favorite characters is on this show... Love the little old lady that is their boss. Again this show is awesome for the same reasons that the original NCIS is. Plus it has LL Cool J.. I mean come on !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNqCSognQI/AAAAAAAAEq0/f5D0XYSL5qw/s1600/parenthood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNqCSognQI/AAAAAAAAEq0/f5D0XYSL5qw/s200/parenthood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526877755307760898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARENTHOOD&lt;/span&gt;- Great show... great actors !! Some of the scenes between the families are just so true !! I don't have my own kids... but I love how real this show portrays how families interact and get along. William Baldwin joined up this year on it... good stuff !!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNswUxJ9wI/AAAAAAAAErE/AimtN85nFSo/s1600/the_good_wife_jm_and_ap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNswUxJ9wI/AAAAAAAAErE/AimtN85nFSo/s200/the_good_wife_jm_and_ap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526880745178134274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GOOD WIFE&lt;/span&gt;- This is my favorite law show. It is an incredible drama.. with some of the best writing I have seen on television. I love the investigator for the firm. Plus it has Mr. Big from Sex in the City... Good stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNt6Nq9tVI/AAAAAAAAErM/Fcr_ZnYfssI/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TLNt6Nq9tVI/AAAAAAAAErM/Fcr_ZnYfssI/s200/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526882014583436626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONS OF ANARCHY&lt;/span&gt;- This show is real... real gritty, real violent, real sad, real intense, really awesome !! I love to hate it !! Sometimes I think to myself... I shouldn't like this so much !! But, I can't help it.. I am addicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5480310290337352235?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5480310290337352235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5480310290337352235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5480310290337352235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5480310290337352235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/tampa-tv-critic-tuesdays.html' title='Tampa The TV Critic- Tuesday&apos;s'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJ0C8BMzQdI/AAAAAAAAEqU/4YggNhZZSqw/s72-c/glee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5744577322011277043</id><published>2010-09-22T13:50:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:18:56.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampa The TV Critic- Monday's</title><content type='html'>I love television... and now that we have good old TiVo.. I can watch all my shows whenever I want. Seriously, thank you technology. I am well equipped at my house with three different DVR hookups that can tape three different shows at a time. Yah, I am a loser !! :) My pops has me beat at four !! I will catch up... Someday !! On that note, I have decided to do a Fall Critique on all the shows I watch, and am currently trying out for the first time cause they are new. I got my cousin Jules to branch out and watch NCIS, and The Glades this year. And I also got my reality addicted friends Andal and Chan hooked on NCIS as well. I promised Julie I would give her some posts to turn to for her TiVo schedule this fall. So here ya go Jules... as promised !! And Andal... you can branch out even more if ya want !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJphTcaCwqI/AAAAAAAAEps/N2xoOk-jpZE/s1600/chuck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJphTcaCwqI/AAAAAAAAEps/N2xoOk-jpZE/s200/chuck2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831279966798498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&lt;/span&gt;- Absolutely love this show. It is like the Geek Squad meets Spies are Us. My dad got me hooked on this show a couple of years ago. It has a great story line and fun characters. Linda Hamilton is guest starring this year on it as Chuck's mother. Seriously, that to me is enough of a reason to watch it. If you are looking for light-hearted, suspense, and romance. Chuck it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJphChAgbgI/AAAAAAAAEpk/lCl3uSpzdII/s1600/Lone-Star_370x278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJphChAgbgI/AAAAAAAAEpk/lCl3uSpzdII/s200/Lone-Star_370x278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519830989144092162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONE STAR&lt;/span&gt;- Don't know how I feel about this one yet. It's a new one. The main character is a con-artist and is involved with two women. The first episode was about him trying to get out of this lifestyle and break away from his overbearing father that trained him to be a con. It seems to be headed in the drama, romance category. But, to be honest.. I thought the characters were Eh.. and I could take it or leave it. I will give it one more try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpiaxgS3ZI/AAAAAAAAEp0/IxvfPPRK7KU/s1600/TheEventList1-thumb-550x388-44216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpiaxgS3ZI/AAAAAAAAEp0/IxvfPPRK7KU/s200/TheEventList1-thumb-550x388-44216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519832505400876434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE EVENT&lt;/span&gt;- This is supposed to be the new Lost. I am one that likes to watch television to escape and relax. I don't want to have to think too much. I tried to get hooked on Lost like everyone else.. but the show used to piss me off and give me headaches. :) But, I decided to give this one a try cause one of the main characters in it is John Ritter's son. The first episode was hard to follow.. kinda back and forth in time sequence. But, I was hooked. I read an article about the show.. and they promise to answer more questions as the show goes on, unlike Lost. If they don't, I am out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpjfn-nlkI/AAAAAAAAEp8/2GGAzLKc_hU/s1600/3368955138_7684ab5ce4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpjfn-nlkI/AAAAAAAAEp8/2GGAzLKc_hU/s200/3368955138_7684ab5ce4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519833688254682690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CASTLE&lt;/span&gt;- Love, love, love this show. The main guy in it is hilarious. He is a famous writer that helps a detective solve crimes. The show totally reminds me of Moonlighting. Some of you youngens might not remember that show. The chemistry, and witty bantering between the two main characters as they solve crimes is fun to watch. And the who done it crimes keep you guessing till the end. It is a regular on my TiVo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpkmXLcXQI/AAAAAAAAEqE/VDpZvQEm8qw/s1600/chase-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJpkmXLcXQI/AAAAAAAAEqE/VDpZvQEm8qw/s200/chase-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519834903515782402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHASE&lt;/span&gt;- This is a new one this season. It kinda reminded me of 'In Plain Sight"... but a little different. I dig the shows with the female dominant, crime fighter, kick ass, good girl. This show has it. It is about Texas Marshals that search for criminals on the run. I enjoyed the first episode... lots of good chase scenes, hot sweaty guys running, some witty banter, and psychological criminal mind guru. Good stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJplhGIqvSI/AAAAAAAAEqM/NhVot71ev2s/s1600/Alex-OLoughlin-Scott-Caan-Hawaii-Five-O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJplhGIqvSI/AAAAAAAAEqM/NhVot71ev2s/s200/Alex-OLoughlin-Scott-Caan-Hawaii-Five-O.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519835912553020706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAWAII 5-0&lt;/span&gt;- Um... YUMMY !! Seriously, this show was the best premiere of the night. It is new.. and obviously a remake of the old series. The main guy on it is a hottie. He is from the old vampire show Moonlight. The relationship between the two main cops is already hilarious... and the scenery in Hawaii. Seriously, can't go wrong in that department. Lots of action, shooting, explosions. Love it !! Hope it lasts !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5744577322011277043?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5744577322011277043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5744577322011277043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5744577322011277043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5744577322011277043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/tampa-tv-critic-mondays.html' title='Tampa The TV Critic- Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJphTcaCwqI/AAAAAAAAEps/N2xoOk-jpZE/s72-c/chuck2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-1456715881106969553</id><published>2010-09-21T17:34:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:30:43.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Hundred</title><content type='html'>First and foremost.. I can't take credit for these pics. I was running around with my head cut off most of the time at the game so didn't take any. There is an awesome student named Shaun at our school that is doing all the computer side of stuff for our 100 year celebration. He is amazing. One of the sites he is doing is Dixie 100 Blog. You can check it out.. it is under my "Looky Loos" on the left. So, cause I was cameraless during the big Homecoming Game.. I stole some from Shaun.. Thanks buddy !! What a great night, yet bittersweet. I got to see Jake, an old, longtime friend.. that I used to see on a daily basis, but now he teaches at Desert Hill High School. Since we were playing them,  I ran over and gave him a hug before the game... wasn't too happy about the colors he was sporting. :) But, was glad to see him. Miss ya buddy !! I then got to take tickets with the best ladies at our school. It was awesome to see so many alumni come through the Dixie gates. Halftime was just incredible !! Old cars to old queens. Since it is Dixie's Centennial year.. we had the first Homecoming Queen lead the pack in a car from 1911. She is a little younger than that.. but, she was beautiful in her original dress from sixty plus years ago !! So cool !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlEB5vRz0I/AAAAAAAAEos/vNPtbCu4ffk/s1600/DSCF5264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlEB5vRz0I/AAAAAAAAEos/vNPtbCu4ffk/s320/DSCF5264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519517617788931906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things at Dixie Football... whether it is Centennial Year or Homecoming that you can always find during a  Dixie Football Game. Here are three pictures that capture them beautifully.. and they just happen to be my favorite !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlExH1fVwI/AAAAAAAAEo0/Dqoh3StLIE4/s1600/DSCF5144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlExH1fVwI/AAAAAAAAEo0/Dqoh3StLIE4/s200/DSCF5144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519518429026932482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlE_OwknpI/AAAAAAAAEo8/gnwCwj_eHaE/s1600/DSCF5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlE_OwknpI/AAAAAAAAEo8/gnwCwj_eHaE/s200/DSCF5143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519518671403523730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlFGeFNXrI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ADH7hKWtcBE/s1600/DSCF5437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlFGeFNXrI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ADH7hKWtcBE/s200/DSCF5437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519518795775696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did lose the game... which was part of the bittersweetness... but I thought the boys fought hard and well. Another highlight was after the game. Our cheerleaders this year decided to start a "Shaving Pool".. to raise some money. Well, the $1000 limit was raised that night.. so my head boss Bergeson and his assistant Bair got their heads shaved. Part of the money was raised by Bergeson's five already BALD brothers running around the crowd for money. Haha... money was flying everywhere. To be honest, I never thought Bergeson would go through with it... but he did. Now he fits in well with his family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlGejkmNVI/AAAAAAAAEpM/pVL7Lq1hhgg/s1600/DSCF5557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlGejkmNVI/AAAAAAAAEpM/pVL7Lq1hhgg/s320/DSCF5557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519520309078013266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I got to spend the last part of the game with Mrs. Brandi Lou !! She is a new teacher at Dixie.. and to say we are the same is an understatement !! I am stoked for her to be here with me !! She is awesome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlHAl9_HII/AAAAAAAAEpU/IrYMKW-6zvo/s1600/DSCF5537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlHAl9_HII/AAAAAAAAEpU/IrYMKW-6zvo/s400/DSCF5537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519520893836926082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good night at Dixie... for me anyway !! :) Thanks to all those that have made Dixie what it is before I got here. I will carry that spirit with me for the years to come that I am here.. so that it continues to live on when I am gone !! It's a beautiful thing !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-1456715881106969553?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/1456715881106969553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=1456715881106969553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1456715881106969553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1456715881106969553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/homecoming-hundred.html' title='Homecoming Hundred'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TJlEB5vRz0I/AAAAAAAAEos/vNPtbCu4ffk/s72-c/DSCF5264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6222045276323813937</id><published>2010-09-07T12:50:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:41:43.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dixie is 100 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIaVUnf0vjI/AAAAAAAAEok/l5Q8eRmzOQ0/s1600/DHS+BiPlane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIaVUnf0vjI/AAAAAAAAEok/l5Q8eRmzOQ0/s200/DHS+BiPlane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514258975194136114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a special year at the high school I teach at. It is Dixie's 100th year. I love this place... the spirit, pride, tradition, and people.. make it one of the best places to be. I am excited for this year and all of the celebrations and activities that will be taking place. I am on the Centennial Committee (shocker) and am stoked to be involved in such a monumental year. I have decided that I am going to walk around and take many pics for my blog, the Dixie Blog, and Facebook. I have kinda turned into my dad. When I was younger, he would constantly walk around my youth activities and take pictures of everyone and everything. Back then, I would make fun of him. But now, I understand what he was doing. He wanted to be sure I remembered the good times in my life. I want these kids at Dixie.. to remember what an amazing school it is, and how lucky they are to participate in such an amazing birthday year. I love ya Dixie !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of each year, our awesome student council decorate the three levels of hallways at our school. This year was no exception, with colorful streamers, planes, and balloons throughout the school. There were also some awesome "Happy Birthday" Banners. We also had an opening assembly where we had some Dixie Alumni come speak to the kids. One of my favorites was Wilkinson... and old alumni that got in a terrible car accident and is now paralyzed. He has such a great attitude, and the kids were really receptive to his spirit and pride in Dixie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw306.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fnn242%2Ftambomiller%2FDixie%2Fe8721e5a.pbw" width="400" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Dixie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e8721e5a.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year at the beginning of the year Dixie has a Club Spectacular. It is an opportunity for each club to set up tables and advertise the fun activities that they do throughout the year. Students are allowed to walk around and sign up with clubs that they think might interest them. This year there was a big variety... from Harry Potter Club... to to the Spanish Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw306.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fnn242%2Ftambomiller%2FDixie%2Fc80ac34c.pbw" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Dixie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c80ac34c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, Bridget (our librarian) and I spent all Friday night fixing up our display case. I loved looking at some of the old pics of Dixie, and touching some of the old letterman jackets, football helmets, and cleats. I felt like I was leaving my mark, on a place that so many great people have marked over the last 100 years. To be a part of that.. was special to me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIaPH5VYI7I/AAAAAAAAEoM/3A9r0VyoXhE/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIaPH5VYI7I/AAAAAAAAEoM/3A9r0VyoXhE/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252159574090674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6222045276323813937?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6222045276323813937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6222045276323813937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6222045276323813937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6222045276323813937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/dixie-is-100.html' title='Dixie is 100 !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIaVUnf0vjI/AAAAAAAAEok/l5Q8eRmzOQ0/s72-c/DHS+BiPlane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7917506420504784066</id><published>2010-09-06T12:54:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:03:50.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready For Some Anarchy</title><content type='html'>Webster's Dictionary defines&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANARCHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the following: confusion, chaos, disorder. I define &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANARCHY&lt;/span&gt; as the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU5eNABpRI/AAAAAAAAEnM/B6Z8NIj4-bk/s1600/season-3-promotional-poster-sons-of-anarchy-14363998-1013-1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU5eNABpRI/AAAAAAAAEnM/B6Z8NIj4-bk/s400/season-3-promotional-poster-sons-of-anarchy-14363998-1013-1500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513876509833667858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU524LkOSI/AAAAAAAAEnU/bSjkkmbFuvg/s1600/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419364-653-490_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU524LkOSI/AAAAAAAAEnU/bSjkkmbFuvg/s320/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419364-653-490_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513876933741656354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU5-vpNQrI/AAAAAAAAEnc/X2fob1MQ2ko/s1600/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419530-653-490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU5-vpNQrI/AAAAAAAAEnc/X2fob1MQ2ko/s320/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419530-653-490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513877068889014962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU6JSW7dQI/AAAAAAAAEnk/N5ZAIO1vzGY/s1600/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419456-653-490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU6JSW7dQI/AAAAAAAAEnk/N5ZAIO1vzGY/s320/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419456-653-490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513877250006283522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU6TJAG5YI/AAAAAAAAEns/s8LdMUe0IA0/s1600/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419487-653-511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU6TJAG5YI/AAAAAAAAEns/s8LdMUe0IA0/s320/season-3-cast-promotional-photos-sons-of-anarchy-14419487-653-511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513877419293336962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for both !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7917506420504784066?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7917506420504784066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7917506420504784066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7917506420504784066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7917506420504784066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/ready-for-some-anarchy.html' title='Ready For Some Anarchy'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIU5eNABpRI/AAAAAAAAEnM/B6Z8NIj4-bk/s72-c/season-3-promotional-poster-sons-of-anarchy-14363998-1013-1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7903107082681065250</id><published>2010-09-02T14:24:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:05:31.955-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post !!</title><content type='html'>Yah, it has been awhile !! I apologize... a lot. I guess I just got burned out of the blog thing, and also the freaky comments were kinda freaking me out. I was going to go private, but a friend suggested I do comment moderation so that I can monitor my comments. This made me a lot happier because a lot of my students look at my blog, and I didn't want to make it private. So I will try the moderation thingy... and see how that goes. For now, I will try to catch you up on my life since June. Summer was great... the usual. Driving kids, swimming, driving kids, visiting Ang, driving kids, watching Tessa, and going to Vegas with my girls. Nothing too eventful, but nice and relaxing. So the following is a montage of "Tampa's Summertime" !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIALUBcikiI/AAAAAAAAEhM/ZREeI8CMQpw/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIALUBcikiI/AAAAAAAAEhM/ZREeI8CMQpw/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512418382514917922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIALdgql6JI/AAAAAAAAEhU/y5hnW4Ovx5A/s1600/fff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIALdgql6JI/AAAAAAAAEhU/y5hnW4Ovx5A/s320/fff.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512418545514178706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stace and I both got passes at the Washington City Pool this summer and spent a lot of time there. Tessa loved it !! And I quite enjoyed hanging with my sis getting some rays and reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIAM4_I03-I/AAAAAAAAEhk/qhXz1d8Lu58/s1600/fhdhd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIAM4_I03-I/AAAAAAAAEhk/qhXz1d8Lu58/s320/fhdhd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512420117062148066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIANDBBMltI/AAAAAAAAEhs/A4CNmAyH5Dg/s1600/hyshdhd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIANDBBMltI/AAAAAAAAEhs/A4CNmAyH5Dg/s320/hyshdhd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512420289365710546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Blue Man Group with Michelle, Zeez, and Nicole in August. It was awesome !! Quirky, loud, and obnoxious !! Just the way I like it. We have decided that we are going to do a girls trip every six months or so to Vegas to shop and see a show. Next trip is planned for February to see Le Rev. Can't wait !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIANw0kfFQI/AAAAAAAAEh0/IfBnOeL9JiI/s1600/hdhdhd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIANw0kfFQI/AAAAAAAAEh0/IfBnOeL9JiI/s320/hdhdhd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512421076298044674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a couple of trips up north to see Ang and help her out with her house. I didn't get any pics of that... but on my second trip I stopped by to see my Godkids !! They are growing up so fast, and I am so proud of them. I love the light they bring to my life !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMEEtfX0pI/AAAAAAAAEmA/YahX2bfjp3I/s1600/afaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMEEtfX0pI/AAAAAAAAEmA/YahX2bfjp3I/s320/afaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513254847808787090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of my summer days watching "Baby Girl". She is getting so big.. and more beautiful. I remember the day she was born, and how I felt her before she came into this world. The more I spend time with her, the more that feeling grows of familiarity, love, and connection. She is awesome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMFf46l7YI/AAAAAAAAEmI/7-dYie8Igno/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMFf46l7YI/AAAAAAAAEmI/7-dYie8Igno/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513256414243843458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about being a teacher, is the relationships I have with my students. I love when my graduated kids come see me. During the summer, I had a couple of visits. The one above was extra special cause I hadn't seen Chris or Derek since they left for their missions. They scared the crap out of me coming at 11:30 at night !! But, I was rewarded with a huge bear hug sandwich, and some great laughs afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGR60mQ4I/AAAAAAAAEmQ/OdNmhPQ4srA/s1600/jpo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGR60mQ4I/AAAAAAAAEmQ/OdNmhPQ4srA/s200/jpo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513257273749029762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGeW1CGsI/AAAAAAAAEmY/zEIoaSwvnqM/s1600/agaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGeW1CGsI/AAAAAAAAEmY/zEIoaSwvnqM/s200/agaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513257487425477314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGojeTy9I/AAAAAAAAEmg/Lgbavz65Hyo/s1600/vbzvzz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMGojeTy9I/AAAAAAAAEmg/Lgbavz65Hyo/s200/vbzvzz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513257662618520530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMG3vyweqI/AAAAAAAAEmo/DFa9fyCDknk/s1600/vzvz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMG3vyweqI/AAAAAAAAEmo/DFa9fyCDknk/s200/vzvz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513257923623549602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMHPo3k61I/AAAAAAAAEm4/WKESz-e9ZYY/s1600/zvzz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMHPo3k61I/AAAAAAAAEm4/WKESz-e9ZYY/s400/zvzz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513258334081575762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer brought some hard times as well. My Aunt Sue passed away. She has had Cancer for awhile now, and my family has been preparing for her to go. But, when the time came it was still hard. She was an amazing woman !! So accepting, caring, and loving. Whenever I hear the song, "Somewhere Over the Rainbow".. a smile crosses my lips because I think of her. My amazing family pulled together through it. We spent a lot of time talking, laughing, eating, playing games, and swimming. Even though it was sad and hard, I know that Sue was happy that we were together, celebrating life because of her. I love you SUE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMJSL8MVWI/AAAAAAAAEnA/CMbvChYfKjs/s1600/17361_1234592116622_1583780280_556669_5911217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIMJSL8MVWI/AAAAAAAAEnA/CMbvChYfKjs/s320/17361_1234592116622_1583780280_556669_5911217_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513260576879170914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-95dfa5adf009a351" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95dfa5adf009a351%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27B483A15320AA78BCAB2322A884DB3248D47441.265BAFCA0FD397373586815A5EA78C2C00606FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95dfa5adf009a351%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9rUCuFWU2GnLFcJwBtyNFafSd24&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95dfa5adf009a351%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27B483A15320AA78BCAB2322A884DB3248D47441.265BAFCA0FD397373586815A5EA78C2C00606FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95dfa5adf009a351%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9rUCuFWU2GnLFcJwBtyNFafSd24&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, one of my favorite things that happened this summer.. is my Nellybuns finally calling me Tampa. Nelly has always been a little timid when it comes to me. Now, she runs to me with hugs and kisses in tow. It makes me happy. This video is hilarious because Chris is already in training mode with her. The thing that is hilarious is that she is exactly like him !! Can't wait to see the outcome of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all.. it was a good summer !! There were sad times, laughs, swimming, loves, kisses, shopping, eating, Vegas shows, godkids, best friends, and family !! What more could a girl ask for.. Not much !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7903107082681065250?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7903107082681065250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7903107082681065250' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7903107082681065250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7903107082681065250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TIALUBcikiI/AAAAAAAAEhM/ZREeI8CMQpw/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6509169939121034117</id><published>2010-06-14T12:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:55:45.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Time</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys !! I am going to be going private. If you recall, awhile ago I made fun of my random chinese commentator... well, I seem to be getting a lot more of those as of late.. and I am not going to lie, it is kinda freakin me out !! So if you want to be able to see my blog, send me your email through comments. I won't do it for another couple of weeks. I really don't want to do this, but I am gonna.... Dang it !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6509169939121034117?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6509169939121034117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6509169939121034117' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6509169939121034117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6509169939121034117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/06/private-time.html' title='Private Time'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3320121488287686749</id><published>2010-06-01T18:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:14:40.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rawring Good Time</title><content type='html'>This last weekend I went to Vegas with Michelle and her family for her niece Nicole's birfday. We went shopping at Fashion Show, tried on jeans all together in the same dressing room... yah five of us !! We then went to the Grand Lux for lunch/dinner, it was yummy. I guess it is a sister restaurant for Cheesecake Factory. I thought it was actually better than Cheesecake Factory. We then went and saw "The Lion King". I absolutely loved it. The costumes and singing were absolutely beautiful. My favorite was the lady that played "Rafiki', the monkey. Her voice was beyond amazing, and she was just loud and quirky. :) We then went to Town Square for more shopping. It was my first time at that mall. It is really a cool little mall.. it outside, with a spanish style setting... like a little village. We then headed over to Serendipity for some hot chocolates to go !! What a day !! The highlights were Zee Zee's driving, stories, and Nicole's visual aides.. not to mention the both of them talking to their car. I am so glad I got to tag along. I love Shell's family, they are a blast, take me in, and make me feel at home !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtci3JQSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/i7Cc5u3X-xo/s1600/%5Bspss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtci3JQSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/i7Cc5u3X-xo/s320/%5Bspss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975227672117538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtVPMFABI/AAAAAAAAEgs/g-cGECDpJDU/s1600/photox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtVPMFABI/AAAAAAAAEgs/g-cGECDpJDU/s200/photox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975102132125714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtEBBeUyI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Sr2Vhb5WUOY/s1600/ddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtEBBeUyI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Sr2Vhb5WUOY/s320/ddd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974806271775522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWs6tR2iMI/AAAAAAAAEgc/OtHFPK_irCA/s1600/jjj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWs6tR2iMI/AAAAAAAAEgc/OtHFPK_irCA/s200/jjj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974646352939202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWsvzwZZ0I/AAAAAAAAEgU/vELH8tjjo48/s1600/xxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWsvzwZZ0I/AAAAAAAAEgU/vELH8tjjo48/s320/xxx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974459113105218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3320121488287686749?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3320121488287686749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3320121488287686749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3320121488287686749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3320121488287686749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/06/rawring-good-time.html' title='A Rawring Good Time'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/TAWtci3JQSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/i7Cc5u3X-xo/s72-c/%5Bspss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-1205616002425775637</id><published>2010-05-23T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:10:52.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Protector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_m0gt9-yhI/AAAAAAAAEgE/iRJ07O6q4HA/s1600/Chan+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_m0gt9-yhI/AAAAAAAAEgE/iRJ07O6q4HA/s320/Chan+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474605296233925138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of Mr. Chan Crismon... I think of "My Protector". Chan has always had my back for the last 15 years I have known him. He made me and Andee friends because he saw the connection before we did.  He is always up front with me, even when I don't want to hear it. He spoils me because he says I deserve it, and he can. He includes me with his family because he loves me. He fights for me because I need it.  And when he hugs me, I feel safe. I am so grateful and blessed to have him in my life. Happy Birthday Chan !!  Love you !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-1205616002425775637?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/1205616002425775637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=1205616002425775637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1205616002425775637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1205616002425775637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-protector.html' title='My Protector'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_m0gt9-yhI/AAAAAAAAEgE/iRJ07O6q4HA/s72-c/Chan+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7485130165458791012</id><published>2010-05-23T16:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:11:50.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Teeny Bopper Lesson</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the year is almost over, two and a half more days !! In all honesty, this has probably been the hardest ending for me since I taught. I had a couple rough patches with some kids that I really care about. I think at times I might just care too much. One of my bosses told me that, "I live and breathe my job". I do tend to do that when it comes to kids. I guess since I don't have my own, I really latch onto the ones that come into my life at school. So, like every hard experience in my life, I took this ending to learn... it is always okay to care too much, just don't expect teeny boppers to always return the favor. Besides, sometimes giving more is better than getting, right ?!! I just gotta remember that the next time I get hurt or pissed at teeny boppers. It all ended well though, and yet once again, teeny boppers proved me wrong...because those teeny boppers that hurt me, taught me that they can return the favor... in spades !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tanner. He is just one of those boys that is respectful, kind, and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mxKaAk5WI/AAAAAAAAEf8/neSNL_z9OyQ/s1600/29717_1364305719381_1583780280_819120_4290556_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mxKaAk5WI/AAAAAAAAEf8/neSNL_z9OyQ/s320/29717_1364305719381_1583780280_819120_4290556_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474601614384096610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lish.. she has been my baby since her sophomore year. Gonna miss her !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mwy3IeFXI/AAAAAAAAEf0/X-NJHzMOI2U/s1600/29717_1364305279370_1583780280_819119_2085694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mwy3IeFXI/AAAAAAAAEf0/X-NJHzMOI2U/s320/29717_1364305279370_1583780280_819119_2085694_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474601209884972402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest tagging ever to take place in my room...brought to you by.. do I really need to type their names !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mwhoT29KI/AAAAAAAAEfs/XFL8oybHYuM/s1600/29717_1364306199393_1583780280_819121_5026560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mwhoT29KI/AAAAAAAAEfs/XFL8oybHYuM/s320/29717_1364306199393_1583780280_819121_5026560_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474600913848431778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7485130165458791012?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7485130165458791012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7485130165458791012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7485130165458791012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7485130165458791012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-teeny-boppers.html' title='A Teeny Bopper Lesson'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_mxKaAk5WI/AAAAAAAAEf8/neSNL_z9OyQ/s72-c/29717_1364305719381_1583780280_819120_4290556_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7747100222210819489</id><published>2010-05-21T12:53:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:22:02.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry On Our Wayward Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brYBqZWdI/AAAAAAAAEfU/UXeH-_ytcQM/s1600/photosgsgaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brPtJ2hNI/AAAAAAAAEfM/9426TXZoQag/s1600/photofafaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brPtJ2hNI/AAAAAAAAEfM/9426TXZoQag/s200/photofafaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473821052166898898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_br8jSjopI/AAAAAAAAEfk/fKSGrNdkC9Y/s1600/agsagagaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_br8jSjopI/AAAAAAAAEfk/fKSGrNdkC9Y/s200/agsagagaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473821822613168786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this show. It is not for the light-hearted. Most times it ends on a grim note. But, what I love about it is the portrayal of good and evil... and how there is an underlying current of the consequences of having, and not having faith. I also love the relationship between Sam and Dean as brothers, and they are not too hard on the eyes. The writing is incredible, and the season finale this year.. is probably one of the best shows I have watched on television. I included the opening credits below. This is by far one of my favoritist songs too. Just all around good stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/neheYEDdY6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/neheYEDdY6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brYBqZWdI/AAAAAAAAEfU/UXeH-_ytcQM/s1600/photosgsgaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brYBqZWdI/AAAAAAAAEfU/UXeH-_ytcQM/s320/photosgsgaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473821195111061970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brpG587xI/AAAAAAAAEfc/5YrWBissjaQ/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brpG587xI/AAAAAAAAEfc/5YrWBissjaQ/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473821488576261906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7747100222210819489?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7747100222210819489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7747100222210819489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7747100222210819489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7747100222210819489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/05/carry-on-our-wayward-son.html' title='Carry On Our Wayward Son'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S_brPtJ2hNI/AAAAAAAAEfM/9426TXZoQag/s72-c/photofafaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7947279670925577588</id><published>2010-04-28T14:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:02:22.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Pancakes</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again... Good old "D" Week. Today the faculty made pancakes for the students. I love where I work, and the people I work with !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw306.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fnn242%2Ftambomiller%2FSlideshows%2F3bd3221a.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &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/4210841092425906133-7947279670925577588?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7947279670925577588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7947279670925577588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7947279670925577588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7947279670925577588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/04/free-pancakes.html' title='Free Pancakes'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6320511334628730434</id><published>2010-04-27T10:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T10:13:58.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vegas Easter/Birthday</title><content type='html'>Better late than never on my Easter post.. :) Chan, Andee, and the kids came down like they do every year for Easter. This year we decided to celebrate a little differently. As a belated birthday present to me, Chan got us rooms at the Luxor. He is good to me.. :) We walked around, shopping, played, ate good food, and chilled in our room. I am blessed to have such great friends that take care of me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S9cMfOKyY0I/AAAAAAAAEfE/X2s6X6vEx-0/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S9cMfOKyY0I/AAAAAAAAEfE/X2s6X6vEx-0/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464850403356205890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to New York New York Casino so the kids could ride the roller coaster. After the ride and eating lunch at Nathan's (YUM !!), we paired off and played video games in the arcade. Carter and I decided to take our pics in the booth. His ginormous head overpowered mine.... and when I say ginormous I mean literally and figuratively !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S9cLkdskWPI/AAAAAAAAEe8/KFxp3GohBkU/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S9cLkdskWPI/AAAAAAAAEe8/KFxp3GohBkU/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464849393912142066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter was bugging Will before we went to bed... and Will was a little dramatic as usual :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd50f1bf20fb04b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd50f1bf20fb04b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B596C9A1C95937412790C0C893FBCD375F72293.3471259F893C7CB09A4735E79DD7E6442D04A61E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd50f1bf20fb04b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrOom5lh-nSMRvdwKLl1OVq5fvM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd50f1bf20fb04b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B596C9A1C95937412790C0C893FBCD375F72293.3471259F893C7CB09A4735E79DD7E6442D04A61E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd50f1bf20fb04b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrOom5lh-nSMRvdwKLl1OVq5fvM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6320511334628730434?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6320511334628730434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6320511334628730434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6320511334628730434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6320511334628730434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/04/vegas-easterbirthday.html' title='A Vegas Easter/Birthday'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S9cMfOKyY0I/AAAAAAAAEfE/X2s6X6vEx-0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3690632742029109420</id><published>2010-04-20T10:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:53:12.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom from Mama Odie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S83a1UWw3NI/AAAAAAAAEds/7dFmOVU0IV0/s1600/princess+and+the+frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S83a1UWw3NI/AAAAAAAAEds/7dFmOVU0IV0/s200/princess+and+the+frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462262532602387666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Odie is my new favorite character from Disney. She is on "Princess and the Frog".... and she rocks. Love her song and the message in it !! 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Onesies yuck, cauliflower ears what the ????, ringworm eeww !! After watching my nephews wrestle... I have changed my mind. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2901063206676735829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2901063206676735829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2901063206676735829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-of-heart.html' title='A Change of Heart'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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Not gonna lie, the first time I saw this show, I wasn't impressed. I honestly didn't understand what all the excitement was about it. Well, now I am driving the bandwagon !! 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S7OoS-JveSI/AAAAAAAAEbk/lfm5eJZmZPM/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S7OoS-JveSI/AAAAAAAAEbk/lfm5eJZmZPM/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888617550772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago the boys came and stayed with me over the weekend. Hutcher wanted me to set up an email account for him. After he got home, he sent me an email the next day... This is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'times new roman','new york',times,serif; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love  you  forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... could three words ever be more meaningful than that !! I could have died blissfully happy at that point !! I bahled.. because those three little words made all that is painful, and unimportant in my life melt away. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2782382397999186376?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2782382397999186376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2782382397999186376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2782382397999186376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2782382397999186376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-little-words.html' title='Three Little Words'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S7OoS-JveSI/AAAAAAAAEbk/lfm5eJZmZPM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-949931437577881969</id><published>2010-03-18T15:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:34:34.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iphone Fun</title><content type='html'>I swear if I could... I would marry my Iphone !! List of priorities.. 1) God 2) Family 3) Friends 4) Iphone... It might come before some of those at times though !! :) Here are some pics I have made on it as of late. It is addicting !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 450px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Slideshows/eabf9575.pbw" height="540" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Slideshows/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eabf9575.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&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/4210841092425906133-949931437577881969?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/949931437577881969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=949931437577881969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/949931437577881969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/949931437577881969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/03/iphone-fun.html' title='Iphone Fun'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3316139476139085107</id><published>2010-03-07T13:27:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:35:27.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>38 And Still Kicking... I Am Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5QNB08tyaI/AAAAAAAAEYM/xAakS0_Ahok/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5QNB08tyaI/AAAAAAAAEYM/xAakS0_Ahok/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992174442105250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, yesterday was my 38th birthday....Two away from 40. I just don't feel that old guys !! Might look it, but don't act it or feel like it. :) Tammi got me an awesome cake, she has a friend that makes them... and I got a little bored last night lying in bed at midnight... so got a little creative with my Colorsplash on my Iphone !! But, to celebrate this day I thought I would write 38 memories that I have had over the past 38 years that have changed me or made me who I am today. And with that said here they are in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;When I was in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I used to play Wonder Woman with all the boys. They would chase me with their fake guns and shoot me, and of course I had my fake wristlets on my wrist that would deflate their bullets.  As long as I can remember, I have always gotten along&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; better with boys&lt;/span&gt; than with girls and had more guy friends than girlfriends.. Go figure !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;Going through the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; temple for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I was nervous !! Didn't know what to expect or think. Right when I walked in, one of the greeters (cute old man), looked at me and smiled and took my hand. His hand was firm and warm, and he looked me straight in the eye and said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Welcome Home"&lt;/span&gt;. It just so happened that he was the same guy that pulled me through and lead me to the celestial room... which for all extensive purposes is home !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will never forget when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Carter came home from his mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dad flew me up to Salt Lake to surprise Carter on his layover. I was going to fly back with him to St. George. When I got to Salt Lake in the morning, I found out Carter's flight was delayed. I ended up staying all day in the airport, but it was worth it cause when his flight came it was awesome. I remember standing by the door waiting for him, and of course he waited to be the last one up the ramp. When I saw him, we ran to each other and embraced.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Words can not describe&lt;/span&gt; the emotions that were felt. I always think that those emotions will be felt again when I die and see loved ones that have passed before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Covina 2nd Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- This was my ward growing up in California. There was something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;magical&lt;/span&gt; about that ward. The families and people that made up the ward are and were such a big contribution to the fantastic memories I have today. Youth trips, seminary trips, ward outings, people young and old in that ward, it was truly just a magical time and place in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was with Mr. Robb Contreras.... Fifth grade. Rob and I would always chase each other and tease each other. For my birthday my fifth grade year, he got me a stuffed porcipine.. HA !! It had this brown medallion thing hanging from it's neck. I remember thinking it was the best present I had ever gotten... and that this stuffed animal was going on my bed first at the head of the line of all my stuffed animals. He kissed me that day.. just a long peck... but, I will never forget those lips, or his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;soft brown eyes&lt;/span&gt; that stared into mine. To this day, I melt over brown eyed boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;6)&lt;/span&gt; When my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; grandpa died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about seven years ago, I was with him. Some might feel that this would not be a good memory... but for me it was both. My cousin and I stayed with him through the night. He was living in a detached cottage next to my dad's house. I remember watching him sleep and listening to his breathing. Something changed in him... and his breathing became deeper, and his countenance transparent. He opened his eyes, and reached out his hand. I grabbed his hand in mine... and his once frail hand, became &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;strong and firm&lt;/span&gt;, and squeezed my hand tight. He looked straight at me, or almost through me, and smiled... the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. He said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Be good"&lt;/span&gt;, and then he was gone. A feeling of peace and warmth beyond measure came over me... and I knew, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I KNEW&lt;/span&gt;... that he had passed on to a better place and was happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;7)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My dad is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa Clause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... every year it is the same thing... "I am cutting back this year !" and every year he doesn't. Growing up with Santa Clause was a real treat for me and Carter.... so some of my best memories are of Christmas time. Carter and I used to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; stay up all night&lt;/span&gt; on Christmas Eve and play board games. One of our favorites was battleship, before the sound affects were built into the game. :) To this day &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I truly believe&lt;/span&gt; in the spirit of Santa Clause. And to this day, I swear, that one night long ago, I saw him flying in the sky !! I SWEAR !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;3rd grade Star Wars Play&lt;/span&gt;- Yah it's true when I was in third grade... I played Princess Leia... had the buns and everything !! And to this day, I love Star Wars and for all that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; it stands for&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;9)&lt;/span&gt; I will always remember the surreal magic of when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dodo was born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Porter), it was the first time I had ever seen childbirth for real or in movies, I skipped the video in high school. :) Watching that miracle take place...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; made me believe &lt;/span&gt;even more than I did before that children are&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; our saving grace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every year for my birthday... and now three times a year !! Great memories... great food... great place... It just&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; makes me happy&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;11)&lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first year at BYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- My first year away from home was probably one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hardest things &lt;/span&gt;I have ever done. But, it was one of the greatest experiences of my life... I grew and learned so much about myself and others.. and the friends I made &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;will always be with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stacy&lt;/span&gt;- My little sister came to us at a time when my family needed her most. Carter was 10, I was 15... and well it was just boring around our house. :) She came along.. the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;little spitfire&lt;/span&gt;... and lit her way into our lives. She still does... I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;love her&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Becoming a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;godmom and aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Yah, I know.. Mormon's aren't godmom's... but I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;breaking the mold&lt;/span&gt;... cause I am both and proud of it. The memories I have with my three godkids just warm my soul... Carter and his bulldozer talk, Will and his hilarious whit, and my cute Briannie... saying WAHAT !! When I used to call her name... They have and will always be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;part of me&lt;/span&gt;. My niece and nephews are my angels... and bring great happiness in my life on a daily basis... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;they sustain my happiness &lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;14) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hired at Dixie High School &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was the beginning of the end for me. It is my home away from home... where I belong. The roots at that school, the spirit... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;breathes me to life&lt;/span&gt; and I will die there !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Going to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;temple with Tammi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted a direct answer from God of who I am going to marry, or why I am not married......So at one point I had, had it... and directly asked God to answer my questions when I went to the temple... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;he did through my sister Tammi&lt;/span&gt;. I will never forget that session with her, and her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;intuitiveness&lt;/span&gt; to my needs. I am forever grateful to her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;16) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deciding my career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I think I have told this story on my blog before... but to make a long story short... I became a special ed. teacher because one of my students while I was a paraprofessional&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; smiled at me&lt;/span&gt;.. when I had never seen her smile before !! It &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;changed my life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;17) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Andee/Chan/Swen/Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- You know those people you meet... that you just know you knew before. There was a period of time that I spent with these four people that just cannot be replaced. We had so much&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; fun and laughter&lt;/span&gt;... It is just memorable and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;18) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dancing walks with Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my cousin... As a youngin' (is that a word?) my family would go up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Leeds, Utah&lt;/span&gt; during the summer to visit my grandfather. My cousins would come as well. I will never forget the good times we had at grandpa's house. My favorite memory is of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;me and Julie dancing&lt;/span&gt; down the dead streets in Leeds to Depeche Mode... and not to an Ipod... To a boom box !! Oh the good old days ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;19)&lt;/span&gt; My Angel-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I have a guardian angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I can't give details because it is too&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; precious to me&lt;/span&gt;.. but she is and has been there for me in ways that I am truly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;20) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shopping with mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- My mom and I used to go shopping a lot !! Hence, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;shopping problem&lt;/span&gt; I have now. But, I will always remember how much fun we had and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;joyous times&lt;/span&gt; we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;21) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Abuse-&lt;/span&gt; I truly believe that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bad memories shape us&lt;/span&gt; into good people. I have been abused in ways that are indescribable... but have made me who I am.. and that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I wouldn't change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;22)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;- You know as you grow up your parents have you try a bunch of different things in hopes that you will find a talent, or something that you like to do... well mine that stuck was swimming... Not necessarily because I was good at it, but more because the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;water soothed me&lt;/span&gt; to be in it, to look at it, to smell it. It has always been a beauty in my eyes... hence why I want to move to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt; some day !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I started decorating at Christmas time for my family... Our house was literally Santa's Workshop... Remember my dad is Santa !! :) It was from there that I grew to love making a house a home. I love my house and how it makes me feel at ease and happy !! It is a security, and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fortress for me&lt;/span&gt;... of beauty !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Wow... don't think I am going to go into details on some of my memories in Las Vegas.. HA !! But, I wouldn't be who I am today if I had not gone there. I was truly alone in Las Vegas... no ties, no friends, no family... ALONE !! And it is there that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I truly lived and found me&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Buying &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my first home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... UGH !! I hate home buying with a passion !! But, I will never forget how awesome I felt when I bought my first home. I as so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;proud of myself&lt;/span&gt; (thanks for the starter money pops) !! I must have opened and closed my garage door with my garage door opener eighty times !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bob (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Allison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)- Truly, Bob was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;a peace&lt;/span&gt; for me through some of the most trying and changing times in my life. We have grown apart... mostly my fault. :( But, she will always be a big part of who I am... because she kept me sane through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;27) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Going back east with Smel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her family. When I was sixteen, I had the great opportunity of going back east with my friend Melanie. We went to New York, Connecticut... etc. It was by far one of the greatest trips I have been on. I learned a lot about our country, and think that this has added to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;love and pride for the country I live in&lt;/span&gt;. I will forever be grateful to Smel and her family for taking me, and my parents allowing me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Activities Commissioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- My parents were always good about pushing me to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;involved at school&lt;/span&gt; and in life. I tried many things growing up like most other kids... but I think the one that stuck and still does.. Was when I was over activities my senior year in high school. I love planning things... being in charge, bossing people around. :) I used to stand on the roof at school and speak in a microphone&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; bossing everyone around&lt;/span&gt; !! Hence, I have become a school teacher... been advisor for student council, and hope to be someday again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;29) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My baptism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I will never forget the feeling I had coming out of the water of my baptism... free, clean, pure, blessed, loved, full, joy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;contentment&lt;/span&gt;.... It was a moment I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Sacred Grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- When I went back east with Mel and her family we went to the Sacred Grove. It was there that I gained a testimony of Joseph Smith. My testimony of him has been touched and strengthened since then at different times in my life. He was an amazing man of strength... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;a tragic hero&lt;/span&gt; mind you. I feel close to him at times in my life... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;draw strength&lt;/span&gt; from his great example. One Christmas Dad, Stace, and I went up to Salt Lake to participate in his birthday celebration. I will always remember how I felt about him as I sat next to my dad that day. When I die, he will be one of the first ones I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;seek out... to embrace&lt;/span&gt;, and say, "Thank you, my Joseph."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;31)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Patriartichal Blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I love my blessing. It is so me !! It is and will continue to be a great memory and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sustaining power&lt;/span&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;32) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mariposa Inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ha... yah this is a great memory for me !! My family used to go to dinner at Mariposa, in Covina, California at least twice a week. They knew us there, and our favorite waiter was Rueben. I think why this is such an intrical memory for me is that my family has had many dinners out before and since then... but back then at that time... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;we were all together&lt;/span&gt;, happy, no worries in the world. Sometimes the harsh reality of things, or feelings, or jealousy, or sadness, or whatever it may be... can change family dinners. Back then... Mariposa was our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;families best dinners&lt;/span&gt; together. :) But, I know we will have more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;33) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stake Dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Man, in California... we used to know how to do church dances !!! Great memories of fun, music, and dancing for me. I know that from this I have gained a love of music and what music stands for. I especially like to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;listen to the lyrics&lt;/span&gt; and psychoanalyze their meanings... Yah, I'm good at that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;34) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Furry animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I think like all young girls... I loved my stuffed animals. I used to talk to them, cry to them, laugh at them, and play with them. My love for the stuffed... changed to my love for the real thing. I absolutely love dogs...mine especially. :) I have always loved the comic "Calvin and Hobbes." It rings true with me that real or stuffed, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;we all need a furry friend&lt;/span&gt; that would do anything for us, and always be there in the good times and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Being sealed to Stace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I will never forget when we were sealed to Stace in the temple. It strengthened my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;testimony about families&lt;/span&gt;.. and being together forever. I will never forget how beautiful my two younger siblings were when dressed in white. I remember smiling at them, looking at their beautiful faces and thinking as their older sister... that it was my job to always protect them from the ugly in the world.... to be strong for them... to be honest with them... and to fight for them. I think this is where I get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;my protectiveness&lt;/span&gt;... and mother henness from for those that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;36)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; My sixth sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- In my blessing... it says I have the ability to recognize truth. All throughout my life, I have been able to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;see and feel truth&lt;/span&gt; in people, nature, books, etc... Sometimes it is a blessing sometimes it is a curse. But, it is a part of me that I have come to embrace... and show more... in the process I have hurt some, but in the process I have helped. I know that the memories I have had and will continue to have with this ability will always make me who I am... good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Extended families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I have been blessed with many great friends in my life... some have been my sisters, mothers, brothers... etc. Memories that always put a smile on my face... these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;close relationships&lt;/span&gt; I have had have taught me how to serve others, and be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;38)&lt;/span&gt; And my last one....man, I just don't know if I covered everything... but, only can share one more... :) My last one, actually happened on my 38th birthday. My dad.... is a man of few words when it comes to sharing how he feels about you. He more likes to show it !! :) For my birthday this year, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my pops wrote me a letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about how he feels about me. It stole my breath away, the kindness and love, and what he thinks of me,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; branded my heart&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;renewed my faith&lt;/span&gt; in myself. It created a memory I will never forget !! Love you pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long post.... but as you can see, I have a full and happy life. I am lucky in the memories I have had... good or bad. I am so grateful to be me ! To have gone where I have gone, to be where I am, and to go where I am going..... I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;..... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;still kicking&lt;/span&gt;... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;always will&lt;/span&gt; !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5csR76aBaI/AAAAAAAAEYk/mGO50LqLcTY/s1600-h/23813_1292235277665_1583780280_671350_1953366_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5csR76aBaI/AAAAAAAAEYk/mGO50LqLcTY/s200/23813_1292235277665_1583780280_671350_1953366_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446870960979969442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to add one more picture from my cake at the McArthur's... Bean managed to actually put 38 candles on it. I was impressed !! The cake is on fire !! Love it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3316139476139085107?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3316139476139085107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3316139476139085107' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3316139476139085107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3316139476139085107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/03/38-and-still-kicking-i-am-lucky.html' title='38 And Still Kicking... I Am Lucky'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5QNB08tyaI/AAAAAAAAEYM/xAakS0_Ahok/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-528836681715997476</id><published>2010-03-05T14:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:34:55.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Dates... Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5F3mkJyX7I/AAAAAAAAEYE/jc0UOC_IcFw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5F3mkJyX7I/AAAAAAAAEYE/jc0UOC_IcFw/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445264928891101106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, and to not beat a dead horse.... My mom hurt me pretty bad about four years ago. A lot has happened since then good and bad. For awhile I couldn't see her, but I decided this year I would start taking baby steps to get back what we had before it all happened. It's funny how you think that so much has changed cause of events that have taken place, but in all honesty they haven't. My mom has psychosis dementia.. at least that is what they call it. But, the more time I spend with her... the more I heal... and the more it is the same between us as it was. She might not remember everything, but it seems there is a familiarity within her that reaches out to me to make me feel at ease with her. I don't know if it will ever honestly be exactly the same... but at this point I don't really care. I am enjoying talking to her and teasing her like we used to. As she got out of the car last week.. she turned and looked at me and said, "LUFF YOU" in a constipated voice. :) It is something we used to say to each other long ago. Two words, said in a familiar way... can heal a hole in a heart. The baby steps I am taking might someday turn into giant leaps... but for now these small steps are enjoyable... I am just glad that I am finally stepping towards her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-528836681715997476?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/528836681715997476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=528836681715997476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/528836681715997476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/528836681715997476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/03/lunch-dates-baby-steps.html' title='Lunch Dates... Baby Steps'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S5F3mkJyX7I/AAAAAAAAEYE/jc0UOC_IcFw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6708262982499676932</id><published>2010-03-03T13:14:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:43:27.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say No !!</title><content type='html'>As my little Bubba gets older... I am struggling with the fact that he is associating with girls more... and getting hugs from them. In fact, I seem to over react more than his mom... big shocker !! :) But, I think that it has something to do with the fact that I work with teenage girls, and I know how forward they can be... and like the godmother cub, I will attack if you mess with my Bubba, girls !! So Carter likes to rub it in at times or get a rise out of me. The other day we had a picture text fight which was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter: I hugged a girl today !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47Ebn2zaZI/AAAAAAAAEXk/pauj24MeWWQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47Ebn2zaZI/AAAAAAAAEXk/pauj24MeWWQ/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444504978371864978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You better not !! I will kick your ass !! SCARY HUH !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47EoYf2MXI/AAAAAAAAEXs/oUEIkM5t84g/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47EoYf2MXI/AAAAAAAAEXs/oUEIkM5t84g/s320/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505197587345778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter: Oh, I am sooo scared !! Not !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47FF-CLgdI/AAAAAAAAEX0/pEioxGXDFok/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47FF-CLgdI/AAAAAAAAEX0/pEioxGXDFok/s320/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505705879667154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh you better be !! See this, it will meet your ass hard !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47Fe1WU-xI/AAAAAAAAEX8/U2ZbxyxaGZ8/s1600-h/photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47Fe1WU-xI/AAAAAAAAEX8/U2ZbxyxaGZ8/s320/photo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444506133044984594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so again, the lesson learned here Carter... is that I always win in our conversations !! Whether they be text, picture text, wrestling, yelling, etc. I WILL WIN !!! :) So just say no to girls BUBBA !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6708262982499676932?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6708262982499676932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6708262982499676932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6708262982499676932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6708262982499676932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-say-no.html' title='Just Say No !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S47Ebn2zaZI/AAAAAAAAEXk/pauj24MeWWQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4225051100498072111</id><published>2010-02-24T09:34:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:33:58.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Chinese Commentator??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4VtKtoV9PI/AAAAAAAAEXA/2lPf0K67cZE/s1600-h/chinese_symbol_for_dad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4VtKtoV9PI/AAAAAAAAEXA/2lPf0K67cZE/s320/chinese_symbol_for_dad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441875755562038514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys noticed that there is a random.... Chinese commentator on my blog???!!! At first, I just ignored it... but then  one of my students suggested that I translate what he/she said in Google Translator. So I did and this is what I got..... For his/her first comment, this was the translation... "A person is like a fraction, his actual talents are elements to his own assessment is the denominator. The greater the denominator, the smaller the value of scores." What the hell does that mean? It was posted under Brock's Birthday post. To my random Chinese commentator... "Please explain to me what this means.... or I will lay awake tonight doing fractions in my head !!" The second one translates to this... "Two people have a tongue to speak in order to observe the times sake." WHAT !!!!! Um..... WHAT !!!???? Is this about making out with a clock?? I am so confused.. this post was posted under my commentary on movies. Maybe it's about making out in a movie ??? Maybe, I just haven't made out in so long.. that is all I can think about. But enough of that... I just want my random Chinese commentator to know... I don't mind the comments. They are just a little too deep for me. Can you dumb them down a little please. And what is your name?... cause I feel kinda bad about calling you "Random Chinese Commentator". :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4225051100498072111?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4225051100498072111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4225051100498072111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4225051100498072111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4225051100498072111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-chinese-commentator.html' title='Random Chinese Commentator??'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4VtKtoV9PI/AAAAAAAAEXA/2lPf0K67cZE/s72-c/chinese_symbol_for_dad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-904266789868359035</id><published>2010-02-22T14:34:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:33:36.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brockster Boyeees Birthday</title><content type='html'>Brockster's Bday yesterday. Joe made a yummy "Mango Jimbalaya". Soooo good !! Then Kensey's cute family came over for Dairy Queen cake. I didn't get you anything cause I am too poor, cause I am selfish and buy stuff for myself :) ... so this is it !! Happy Birfday Brockster !! Thanks for checking in on me once in awhile and for calling me with funny stories to make me laugh. :) You are a stud, and I am glad that I have you as a brother in my life. Can't wait till you get done with school and get to teach with me and Tate. So hurry it up will ya !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L5n7-eOHI/AAAAAAAAEWw/fgvOunV1Cz0/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L5n7-eOHI/AAAAAAAAEWw/fgvOunV1Cz0/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441185764326914162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L5Hd4_OUI/AAAAAAAAEWo/OIWQixwtrjo/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L5Hd4_OUI/AAAAAAAAEWo/OIWQixwtrjo/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441185206495033666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-904266789868359035?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/904266789868359035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=904266789868359035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/904266789868359035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/904266789868359035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/brockster-boyiiees-bday.html' title='Brockster Boyeees Birthday'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L5n7-eOHI/AAAAAAAAEWw/fgvOunV1Cz0/s72-c/DSC_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-672737416996582243</id><published>2010-02-22T13:58:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:40:32.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exaggerated Hilarity</title><content type='html'>I love to laugh... hence why I do it loud. I just want to share a couple of things that have been making me crack up lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this show.. MODERN FAMILY... it is hilarious !! It is on Wednesdays on ABC.. You gotta check it out. Not really big on the gayness in general... but the big, gay guy is just awesome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=47701096.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/47701096.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=modernfamily2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 121px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/modernfamily2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=modernfamily1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 122px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/modernfamily1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=modernfamily3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 121px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/modernfamily3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Dance.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Dance.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Jordi Girl introduced me to an awesome blog... Seriously, the girl that does it just cracks me up. It's called "Hyperbole and a Half". You need to check it out, she is crazy, but hilarious. Here is the sight...&lt;a href="http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/"&gt;  http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.   She draws the craziest pictures that just make me laugh my ass off !! Here is one... but you have to go to the blog to get it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L0rdAFtDI/AAAAAAAAEWg/EmkQfm2FrBQ/s1600-h/twospaghattanadles.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L0rdAFtDI/AAAAAAAAEWg/EmkQfm2FrBQ/s320/twospaghattanadles.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441180327173534770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the laugh.. cause I do !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-672737416996582243?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/672737416996582243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=672737416996582243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/672737416996582243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/672737416996582243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/exaggerated-hilarity.html' title='Exaggerated Hilarity'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4L0rdAFtDI/AAAAAAAAEWg/EmkQfm2FrBQ/s72-c/twospaghattanadles.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7447743318342703602</id><published>2010-02-22T09:31:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:32:49.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That Single Awareness Day !</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day always sucks for those of us that our single... It is like the day where we stand out more !! Like we need that, especially a 37 year old Mormon that lives in small town Utah. "Hey you have no flowers, or balloons, or teddy bears, or a date to dinner !! You're a stupid single girl." Well, this year I refused to be pointed at or let myself feel bad. Instead, I focused on the good things in my life... not the lack of boys that I love or love me, but my girls. :) Just by doing that, I was able to point back and say, "I might not have balloons, bears, candy, or flowers... but I have some great people in my life that love me !!" So there ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4LDKhvqtrI/AAAAAAAAEWY/usM66xYvlZc/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4LDKhvqtrI/AAAAAAAAEWY/usM66xYvlZc/s400/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125885441390258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Angia is my soul sista. Our lives are the same. We think the same, we talk the same, we feel the same, we can even look the same. God sent her to me to keep me sane and to have a companion in life. I would die without her. I know that I can turn to her for anything and she will be bluntfully honest and there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4K3F7PsnQI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/00LrXcjfVc8/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4K3F7PsnQI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/00LrXcjfVc8/s400/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441112612247739650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andal I have known for an eternity. She is someone that I know I knew before I came to earth, and will know after I leave it. She has taught me how to love unconditionally and stand up for myself with those that hurt me most. She made me a godmother to her children... and allows her husband to spoil me. :) Most importantly, through thick and thin.... we always find each other and are reminded of our connection and how strong it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4K08axmcZI/AAAAAAAAEWI/RtCN_gfjkSs/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4K08axmcZI/AAAAAAAAEWI/RtCN_gfjkSs/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441110249889493394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Me Shell. She is a cross between my best friend, sister, mom !! I know that she is always there  for me no matter what I need. She feeds me, and blings me on a regular basis. And she shares her family with me and makes me feel at home always. She came into my life at a time where I felt I had no one... and she gave me her family. I will never forget that she did that for me. I am blessed to have her in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7447743318342703602?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7447743318342703602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7447743318342703602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7447743318342703602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7447743318342703602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/take-that-single-awareness-day.html' title='Take That Single Awareness Day !'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S4LDKhvqtrI/AAAAAAAAEWY/usM66xYvlZc/s72-c/photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6006316021246537063</id><published>2010-02-19T13:43:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:41:20.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boyfriend's New Tattoo</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share a pic of my boyfriend and his new tattoo, and he always has my face on his phone screensaver.. What a guy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S374F_Dl9-I/AAAAAAAAEVY/1UmnXJDXYFE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S374F_Dl9-I/AAAAAAAAEVY/1UmnXJDXYFE/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440058181619677154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to an old Facebook friend for taking (creating) this pic !! :) Love it !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6006316021246537063?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6006316021246537063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6006316021246537063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6006316021246537063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6006316021246537063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boyfriends-new-tattoo.html' title='My Boyfriend&apos;s New Tattoo'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S374F_Dl9-I/AAAAAAAAEVY/1UmnXJDXYFE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8054238031084756152</id><published>2010-02-16T18:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:12:37.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tessarooni</title><content type='html'>Me and Stacer took Tessarooni to the park yesterday, and then went home and danced the night away. Seriously, we could just watch her all night and be happy. My baby sister is such a good mama, and I am blessed to be so close and take part in Tessa's daily life. She is just growing up so fast... pointing to things and saying, "What's dat?", dropping things and saying "Uh OH". She loves cheetos and diet pepsi (of course) !! And she loves music and dancing... reminds me of when my sister was little. She also makes this cheese grin sometimes that is just hilarious. When she crawls with a purpose... :) she puts her head down !! She has said my name twice now... and both times I was ready to hand her the keys to my car. The best part though... are her hugs... she puts her little head on your shoulder, pats your back with her hand, and kicks her legs.... it's the best !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5455784d444d304d6a673d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox collage: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5455784d444d304d6a673d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own collage - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/Collage" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91a3823c634496f0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91a3823c634496f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4291ADD6056C9B4597DB1DBE6E666A6279224545.7CB3C7768B628678A9C411A77898AC1A6F510C1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91a3823c634496f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfM8yCTlnGoT1d_JndQG5DlW3g1M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91a3823c634496f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4291ADD6056C9B4597DB1DBE6E666A6279224545.7CB3C7768B628678A9C411A77898AC1A6F510C1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91a3823c634496f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfM8yCTlnGoT1d_JndQG5DlW3g1M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8054238031084756152?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8054238031084756152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8054238031084756152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8054238031084756152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8054238031084756152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/tessarooni.html' title='Tessarooni'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-4076133930446354864</id><published>2010-02-13T09:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:13:01.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Thumbs Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S3bWz0wtmgI/AAAAAAAAETg/4C-3o9DYy88/s1600-h/dysonairblade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S3bWz0wtmgI/AAAAAAAAETg/4C-3o9DYy88/s400/dysonairblade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437769785921083906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that know me... know that I use the potty a lot. I have a small bladder... and drink gallons of Diet Pepsi.... hence, the peeing. :) So I pretty much know where every public bathroom is in Utah, and how long it takes to get to it !! So you could pretty much say that I am a connoisseur of the public bathroom... with that said, I have always had one issue. It has always bugged that we are supposed to wash our hands to get rid of germs... and then after that we turn around and push the blower with our hands, or push the lever to get paper towels to dry our hands, or use our hands to open the door. Now mind you I always use my sleeve or an extra paper towel... but really if you don't do that... what's the point? Might as well not wash your hands !!  Slowly, some of these issues have been resolved over the years... No doors going into the bathrooms, just long hallways,  automated blowers and paper towel dispensers. But, yesterday, I had the greatest public bathroom experience ever... and it just made my day !! At Harmon's, it isn't about the stalls, or the toilets, or the paper towel dispensers... it is all about the hand blower. Seriously, I just might frequent that bathroom to use it. Dyson... yep the same guys that make the vacuums (which I LOVE !!!) have created a hand blower called the Airblade. It is freakin awesome !!! You know how most hand dryers barely blow, and you have to rub your hands, and then eventually you give up and end up wiping your hands on your pants? Well with this blower... I stuck my hands down in it.. and they dried in 12 seconds !! AWESOME !! I washed my hands three times after that.. :) So the next time you have to go potty... check out Harmon's. I give it a THUMBS UP !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-4076133930446354864?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/4076133930446354864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=4076133930446354864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4076133930446354864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/4076133930446354864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/02/bathroom-thumbs-up.html' title='Bathroom Thumbs Up'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S3bWz0wtmgI/AAAAAAAAETg/4C-3o9DYy88/s72-c/dysonairblade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8509056627029206128</id><published>2010-01-25T09:35:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:13:23.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Moment</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple of months, I have seen some really great movies... Just want to take a moment and share. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Movies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TheBlindSide-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Movies/TheBlindSide-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this movie !! Sandra Bullock was amazing in it. I loved how it was a true story, and that the message is that it doesn't matter what color you are, or who you are... "Family is Family" !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S13LyldX5lI/AAAAAAAAERE/PeDrjbCf2PI/s1600-h/lovely_bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S13LyldX5lI/AAAAAAAAERE/PeDrjbCf2PI/s400/lovely_bones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430720795587896914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;I was a little worried about seeing this movie in fear that it would hit too close to home. It did, but not in a bad way !! The symbolism and beauty of the story, changed the bad to good. I have heard that the book is ten times better. I am going to read it, because the movie was awesome. My sister took me and I am glad that she did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sherlock%20holmes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/allmagic/MFC-bg/News/SherlockHolmes2009CAMXviDavi.jpg" alt="Sherlock Holmes Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that Robert Downey Jr. is my favorite actor as of late !! He is just amazing in this movie. I love how quirky he is !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8509056627029206128?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8509056627029206128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8509056627029206128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8509056627029206128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8509056627029206128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-moment.html' title='Movie Moment'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Movies/th_TheBlindSide-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5671091563078840944</id><published>2010-01-19T13:12:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:13:43.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They Grow Up So Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BUTTERFLY5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Decorated%20images/BUTTERFLY5.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we celebrated my Tessarou's Birthday !! She is one and I can't believe it!!  The whole family came over including Charlie's family from California. Stace and Charlie did a great job on the party. The theme was Mickey Mouse, which is Tessa's favorite.. Of Course !! :) We opened presents, ate, and watched Tessa chow down on her cake. Words cannot describe how I feel about this little girl. She brightens my life, and continually reminds me of what is important. Charlie and Stacy are amazing people to have such an amazing little girl. I am grateful that they share her with me and that she is in my life... My little butterfly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w306.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Slideshows/b62aadf6.pbw" width="600" height="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Slideshows/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b62aadf6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&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/4210841092425906133-5671091563078840944?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5671091563078840944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5671091563078840944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5671091563078840944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5671091563078840944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/01/they-grow-up-so-fast.html' title='They Grow Up So Fast'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Decorated%20images/th_BUTTERFLY5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8164044419086675048</id><published>2010-01-13T10:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:14:03.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S03_y84TexI/AAAAAAAAEQk/RbEg4Lv7ZOs/s1600-h/The_first_dawn_by_DiosBoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S03_y84TexI/AAAAAAAAEQk/RbEg4Lv7ZOs/s400/The_first_dawn_by_DiosBoss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426274376852142866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture as I was surfing on one of my favorite sites, Deviant Art. It slammed into me, like a punch to the heart. I love what it can symbolize and mean depending on how you look at it. To me.. in life... most of what we do is done on faith. As little kids, we had blind faith... we would do things whether we knew it hurt us or not. We would touch the hot stove and then realize it hurt and not do it again. We would run to strangers, until we felt the comfort and warmth of those closest to us, and then we shied away from those we don't know. As we get older... I feel that blind faith is left behind. We have experienced more, been hurt more, or get comfortable in our securities,  so we tend to hold back not willing to take that leap, or choose what we want to have faith in. One of my favorite things about this picture is the dark and light sky. Having complete faith at times can lead to pain, to darkness, but I truly feel that when we take that leap we are stronger for it. I wish that I could leap more !! I look at my nieces and nephews, my students... and see that glint of willingness to leap more. This picture makes me want to stand on the edge more... to take a chance more... to commit to what I know. But, I often find that I just stand there like this picture afraid of being hurt... comfortable in my security. Seriously, though I am afraid of heights... maybe I should take up repelling. :) I would love to know what you see ?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8164044419086675048?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8164044419086675048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8164044419086675048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8164044419086675048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8164044419086675048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/01/leap-of-faith.html' title='Leap of Faith'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S03_y84TexI/AAAAAAAAEQk/RbEg4Lv7ZOs/s72-c/The_first_dawn_by_DiosBoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3267494118521623958</id><published>2010-01-08T14:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:14:25.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eenie Meenie Minie Moe</title><content type='html'>K.. Ladies !! A question I have for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0emw_5yBZI/AAAAAAAAEQc/d5zlWNJtRAE/s1600-h/14289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0emw_5yBZI/AAAAAAAAEQc/d5zlWNJtRAE/s320/14289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424487636908770706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0el5-3M35I/AAAAAAAAEQM/Cf6QdSJmpjY/s1600-h/14516_b4eq_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0el5-3M35I/AAAAAAAAEQM/Cf6QdSJmpjY/s320/14516_b4eq_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424486691736706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Coach purse do you like better? Just curious :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3267494118521623958?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3267494118521623958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3267494118521623958' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3267494118521623958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3267494118521623958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/01/eenie-meanie-minie-moe.html' title='Eenie Meenie Minie Moe'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0emw_5yBZI/AAAAAAAAEQc/d5zlWNJtRAE/s72-c/14289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3476523347437211848</id><published>2010-01-07T09:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:15:40.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Read</title><content type='html'>I had to share this picture...cause it's hilarious. These are the teachers in my department. Our librarian is making posters to promote reading in the library. So she decided to take pics of all the departments at our school to make posters. We all brought one of our favorite books and did a pose for her. I am yet once again going to state how lucky I am to do what I do... and I can even do it acting like an idiot... hence, my idiotic facial expression. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0YSgrkBBII/AAAAAAAAEPE/Y2CFcOhWB-4/s1600-h/IMGP0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0YSgrkBBII/AAAAAAAAEPE/Y2CFcOhWB-4/s400/IMGP0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424043153873241218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3476523347437211848?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3476523347437211848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3476523347437211848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3476523347437211848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3476523347437211848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-read.html' title='We Read'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/S0YSgrkBBII/AAAAAAAAEPE/Y2CFcOhWB-4/s72-c/IMGP0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8015918211190730873</id><published>2009-12-16T14:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:16:01.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Mouth of Babes</title><content type='html'>I stole this from Karly's blog... it was just too good not to. During this time of hussle and bussle... it is just good to sometimes sit back and remember what this time is all about. I know I forget often and need reminding... this video is a great reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXXwtFWpAI8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXXwtFWpAI8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8015918211190730873?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8015918211190730873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8015918211190730873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8015918211190730873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8015918211190730873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-mouth-of-babes.html' title='From the Mouth of Babes'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-510260974331590414</id><published>2009-12-15T14:16:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:16:21.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want for Christmas Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X1nfgcTUg7s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X1nfgcTUg7s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I MEAN REALLY ?????!!! WOW !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-510260974331590414?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/510260974331590414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=510260974331590414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/510260974331590414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/510260974331590414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='All I Want for Christmas Is...'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5816741902957686878</id><published>2009-12-10T13:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:16:38.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gotta Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyFVb44EenI/AAAAAAAAEOk/oH7Leo_s7Ck/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/96agWSNFeVk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/96agWSNFeVk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is just awesome !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5816741902957686878?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5816741902957686878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5816741902957686878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5816741902957686878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5816741902957686878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I Gotta Feeling'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6476282977886728616</id><published>2009-12-10T12:43:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:22:08.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Fork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyFVEAGwfJI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cLrgIn1yANg/s1600-h/fork-in-the-road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyFVEAGwfJI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cLrgIn1yANg/s320/fork-in-the-road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413701754312227986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how you can be so blessed.... yet bitch about life so easily. Most of the time, I don't mind being single... and not having my own family. But, at times that emptiness will peek it's head around the corner and laugh at me. I was taking my niece and nephews to see Santa last week and it hit me... I might not ever have my own kids to bring to see Santa. It hurts !! More now than usual. It seems that the holidays as of late bring this out in me. Which just sucks... cause I love the holidays. But, my siblings are both with their families... starting traditions... and me... well I am here. And.. I love, love, love the Christmas cards... but, still hard. Now, I am not writing this to get a pity party.... just venting some sadness. I mentioned it to my family cause I was in the depressed, quiet, state for a couple of days... my dad said I should get a baby. Honestly, I have thought about it... whether through adoption, or insemination... But, when I think about it, I just don't feel completely right bringing a child in this world without a father. Every baby deserves a chance at that. So, I just get stuck.... stuck at the fork in my road. Now mind you... I do eventually get over this. Right now, I am climbing over that fork as we speak... I can see the other side of the road.... and I see all the fantastic blessings I have in my life. I know I do. Andal reminded me of the great families that let me baby their babies. I also get to baby many babies in my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyF6JsKB9zI/AAAAAAAAEOs/AwlMzBWWLoM/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyF6JsKB9zI/AAAAAAAAEOs/AwlMzBWWLoM/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413742533966690098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I reach that fork... I just have to remind myself of these things. I still have a long life and after life to live.... and somewhere on that road... someday I will take my own child to see Santa !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6476282977886728616?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6476282977886728616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6476282977886728616' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6476282977886728616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6476282977886728616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/stupid-fork.html' title='Stupid Fork'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SyFVEAGwfJI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cLrgIn1yANg/s72-c/fork-in-the-road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8080932703302416074</id><published>2009-12-02T19:04:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:22:25.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Gang Was There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxcd0GWTMVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/mr5V-J8lzNs/s1600-h/14234_1291231441940_1264877661_862686_4533133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxcd0GWTMVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/mr5V-J8lzNs/s400/14234_1291231441940_1264877661_862686_4533133_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826258203488594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Thanksgiving we all ended up at Carter and Tammi's beautiful new house in Cedar. It was not a dull moment... since we were all... I mean ALL there :) It was loud, it was rude, it was funny, it was yummy, it was smelly, and it was great !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8080932703302416074?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8080932703302416074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8080932703302416074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8080932703302416074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8080932703302416074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-gang-was-here.html' title='The Whole Gang Was There'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxcd0GWTMVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/mr5V-J8lzNs/s72-c/14234_1291231441940_1264877661_862686_4533133_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3401897655593678806</id><published>2009-12-02T16:21:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:22:59.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a Few of My Favorite Things...</title><content type='html'>Well... it's that time of year again. Seriously, time flies !! The older I get, the more it flies. I just got done putting up my 8 million trees.. as Clark would say, "A little sap in here". And now, I am moving on to the outside...which should take me forever !! As I have been decorating, I have been thinking why do we do this to ourselves.... or I guess I should ask... Why do I do this to myself? :) The more I thought about it, I realized it is the consistency, the tradition, the familiarity of things that happen at Christmas that makes it so special to all of us. So I thought about the important traditions or familiarities I enjoy this time of year... Here they are in no particular order... I would love to know some of yours too !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Flannel Sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb35JqOhwI/AAAAAAAAEM0/Hval2GqH33c/s1600-h/096B2126000.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb35JqOhwI/AAAAAAAAEM0/Hval2GqH33c/s200/096B2126000.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410784563549865730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Cocoa/Caramel Apple Cider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb4OO3JWNI/AAAAAAAAEM8/rGXh-ZPGmCo/s1600-h/1-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb4OO3JWNI/AAAAAAAAEM8/rGXh-ZPGmCo/s200/1-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410784925723482322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Scented Pine Cones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb4xLtf9QI/AAAAAAAAENE/yhv4WLs7tL4/s1600-h/pine_cones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb4xLtf9QI/AAAAAAAAENE/yhv4WLs7tL4/s200/pine_cones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410785526173136130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching "Christmas Vacation" as I decorate the tree !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb5PSnWuEI/AAAAAAAAENM/FKZM4r7V_rI/s1600-h/Christmas_vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb5PSnWuEI/AAAAAAAAENM/FKZM4r7V_rI/s200/Christmas_vacation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410786043422488642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the word "Believe" everywhere !! My favorite phrase/word !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb5vRRYSEI/AAAAAAAAENU/1i10-jMFDzw/s1600-h/4070059991_d813f004fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb5vRRYSEI/AAAAAAAAENU/1i10-jMFDzw/s200/4070059991_d813f004fd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410786592817694786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Diamond Christmas Album !! Come on it's the best one !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb6K1YmoVI/AAAAAAAAENc/AKaqrHOKzUA/s1600-h/Neil_Diamond-The_Christmas_Album-Frontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb6K1YmoVI/AAAAAAAAENc/AKaqrHOKzUA/s200/Neil_Diamond-The_Christmas_Album-Frontal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410787066368139602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about Mary.... I just admire her complete faith with giving birth to Christ. She amazes me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb8BfgscCI/AAAAAAAAENk/jI9ruz6Dbv8/s1600-h/ChristChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb8BfgscCI/AAAAAAAAENk/jI9ruz6Dbv8/s200/ChristChristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410789104900927522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus.. I still believe in him and everything he stands for... and I have about 80 Santa's that I put up every year !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb84Iz8aPI/AAAAAAAAENs/ATonhcaOiGY/s1600-h/santa_claus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb84Iz8aPI/AAAAAAAAENs/ATonhcaOiGY/s200/santa_claus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410790043700455666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's prime rib !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb9SEtYMEI/AAAAAAAAEN0/CGtM6RFLqgI/s1600-h/PrimeRib_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb9SEtYMEI/AAAAAAAAEN0/CGtM6RFLqgI/s200/PrimeRib_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410790489275772994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute Christmas Shopping... It seems every year my Pops forgets or thinks he doesn't have enough gifts so we shop late... I love it. Also every year I go after Christmas shopping with my sista !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb94z-uzcI/AAAAAAAAEN8/iuGo7KM23Cs/s1600-h/53117612.ChristmasShopping-705300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb94z-uzcI/AAAAAAAAEN8/iuGo7KM23Cs/s200/53117612.ChristmasShopping-705300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410791154800053698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghirardelli Peppermint Bark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxczl28bTTI/AAAAAAAAEOU/6_SO6Z1IQ58/s1600-h/1633-girardelli-.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxczl28bTTI/AAAAAAAAEOU/6_SO6Z1IQ58/s200/1633-girardelli-.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410850202806078770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3401897655593678806?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3401897655593678806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3401897655593678806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3401897655593678806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3401897655593678806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a Few of My Favorite Things...'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sxb35JqOhwI/AAAAAAAAEM0/Hval2GqH33c/s72-c/096B2126000.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-794540408645943271</id><published>2009-12-02T10:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:23:21.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Good Nose Pickers</title><content type='html'>I have never been one to get my nails done... the most I did it was for a formal dance when I was in high school. Plus, I just didn't like the way it felt and I couldn't pick my nose well with them. :) Two of my closest friends have always gotten their nails done... and now they have rubbed off on me. I am a nail whore.. and of course, I try to find the most obnoxious designs to do on my nails.... my latest is cheetah print....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxarblDQXbI/AAAAAAAAEMc/irgIs9T-YCI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxarblDQXbI/AAAAAAAAEMc/irgIs9T-YCI/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410700492622814642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the animal print !!! I found this pic of toes that I want to do next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxarqicdKLI/AAAAAAAAEMk/LRVGjt7rCso/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxarqicdKLI/AAAAAAAAEMk/LRVGjt7rCso/s320/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410700749621242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, into animal print lately. But, what I have found now that I started doing my nails.. is that I can still pick my nose.. if I keep them short.. and I love my nail lady Gerri... She is a hoot !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-794540408645943271?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/794540408645943271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=794540408645943271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/794540408645943271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/794540408645943271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-good-nose-pickers.html' title='Still Good Nose Pickers'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxarblDQXbI/AAAAAAAAEMc/irgIs9T-YCI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2832750032558355980</id><published>2009-12-02T10:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:23:48.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What in the Sam Hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxapcPOh0UI/AAAAAAAAEMU/STWKUThyL8s/s1600-h/92349_adam-lambert-performs-on-american-idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxapcPOh0UI/AAAAAAAAEMU/STWKUThyL8s/s400/92349_adam-lambert-performs-on-american-idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410698304921129282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, who is this Sam ??? Second of all, started watching Adam's performance on the American Music Awards... what in the hell? I mean I love his voice... but now, that performance just ruined it for me. We all know that he is gay, that is his choice, I wasn't going to let that affect me liking his music, or how hot he is... but now, I just can't look at him the same... He went over the top !! Too much of the gayness for me to watch on television... he lost my vote... kinda sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2832750032558355980?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2832750032558355980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2832750032558355980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2832750032558355980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2832750032558355980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-in-sam-hell.html' title='What in the Sam Hell?'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SxapcPOh0UI/AAAAAAAAEMU/STWKUThyL8s/s72-c/92349_adam-lambert-performs-on-american-idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2775836948417235117</id><published>2009-11-19T09:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:24:05.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin With Tessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwVsbu-h54I/AAAAAAAAEMM/2a0MfApX2bs/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwVsbu-h54I/AAAAAAAAEMM/2a0MfApX2bs/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846151450716034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Tessa came along... there is an added benefit to cruisin' around. One of my favorite things to do, is turn around say her name... and see those bright brown eyes look into mine and smile. She is growing so fast, and is a constant happy point in my life !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2775836948417235117?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2775836948417235117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2775836948417235117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2775836948417235117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2775836948417235117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/11/cruisin-with-tessa.html' title='Cruisin With Tessa'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwVsbu-h54I/AAAAAAAAEMM/2a0MfApX2bs/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7967941443548578826</id><published>2009-11-18T12:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:25:25.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Racks or Rocks?</title><content type='html'>The other day I was at my desk, just working away, and I looked up at my board and noticed that one of my students wrote something by my name. At first glance, I thought it said "Miller Racks".. Then I realized that it's "Miller Rocks". I chuckled to myself... cause "Racks" would have fit too !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwRSvMYTXQI/AAAAAAAAEL8/BI9ECpe5Ldk/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwRSvMYTXQI/AAAAAAAAEL8/BI9ECpe5Ldk/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405536423481924866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7967941443548578826?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7967941443548578826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7967941443548578826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7967941443548578826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7967941443548578826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/11/racks-or-rocks.html' title='Racks or Rocks?'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SwRSvMYTXQI/AAAAAAAAEL8/BI9ECpe5Ldk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3864019741475973983</id><published>2009-11-03T18:41:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:26:12.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Paid for Service</title><content type='html'>This year at school I decided to be an advisor to another club. The club is called Interact and works with the Rotary Club doing service for the community. I mean seriously... you can never go wrong with service. Although, I kinda feel guilty cause I am getting paid to be the advisor... so I am not really serving. But, my great kids that signed up for the club are !! On Halloween morning, they woke up bright and early and went to help with the Monster Mash Run in Coral Canyon. I captured some great acts of service they did. Just watching service take place.... made me feel happy.. paid or not paid !! :) I am thinking we might do the Soup Kitchen on Thanksgiving Morning... 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I wasn't much into dressing up this year... I don't know kinda been Boo Humbugging lately. :) I didn't even put my decorations up !! I know blasphemy for me !! So besides that weirdness... here is a lowdown of my "Merry Scaring" festivities. First, I got to play a witch in one of our pep assemblies. The kids said I was a natural.  :) I got the hackle down !! On Friday at school I had some cute and scary visitors. McConnell my favorite math teacher loves Star Wars... so he dressed up as Darth Maul. He snuck in my room when I wasn't paying attention and scared the crap out of me !! Friday night was our first playoff game the boys won and did a great job. Gotta love Flyer Football !! Saturday morning I woke up early to go to the "Monster Mash" to help my Interact Club do some service. More pics of that to come later. Then, me and Tessa Rou went over to Michelle's to chill with the fam for awhile. I then had a great time shopping with Shell and her sisters... Then went Trunk or Treating and dinner with Tessa, Stace, and Pops which was yummy. By the time I got home, I was exhausted.. I seriously fell asleep at like 10.... I am getting old !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5449784f5441304d6a453d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5449784f5441304d6a453d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip of Glauser putting is ARGGGHHH.... on !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be47843b6f8a89f6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=1362767871053784110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1362767871053784110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1362767871053784110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/11/merry-scaring.html' title='Merry Scaring'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2590738193370451037</id><published>2009-10-28T12:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:29:35.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrilled Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiYf6hBViI/AAAAAAAAELc/XaYLtde3jIA/s1600-h/featuredThriller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiYf6hBViI/AAAAAAAAELc/XaYLtde3jIA/s400/featuredThriller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397731827454662178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year of Halloween... another year of "Thriller". Angia came down and we went with my sista, Charlay, and his family to the show. As always, we loved it !! I forgot my camera though. :( One of my favorite new skits they did was a tribute to Michael Jackson. Not very Halloweeny, but still much needed. Five guys came out dressed like MJ and danced to one of his slow songs. They mirrored all the moves beautifully. During the dance, some little kids ran out and did the moonwalk. At the end of the dance, each MJ danced off the stage until their was one left... then a spotlight showed at the back of the stage.. Where the "King" Elvis Presley was waiting for Michael. He walked to him, embraced him, and they walked off the stage together. It was just awesome... I bahled. I got to go to the show again last night with my pops. It was freezing !! Snowing !! But, the show went on. I really wanted pops to see it. I don't know if he liked it a whole lot.. but I think there were parts that he enjoyed and was surprised he did. He is not big on the whole dancing thing. :) Thanks pops for going with me !! I love this show... and can't wait till next year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiWh3r45rI/AAAAAAAAELM/aq31bDtMJhg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiWh3r45rI/AAAAAAAAELM/aq31bDtMJhg/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397729662031423154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as one that was raised by and lived with jocks !!! I always thought that guys who dance are gay... and it was just not attractive to me at all.. Now though, I have changed my thoughts on that... thanks to this show, and watching "So You Think You Can Dance." Now, the better a guy can leap and twirl.. the sexier I think he is. But, ballet... um still no !! This is one of the dancers in Thriller. He is my favorite... when he does the mummy dance... um.. and shakes his buns... um.. yah !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiVlF-OQRI/AAAAAAAAELE/qrkV8QmJPNc/s1600-h/sytycd_matt_dorame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiVlF-OQRI/AAAAAAAAELE/qrkV8QmJPNc/s200/sytycd_matt_dorame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397728617894396178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2590738193370451037?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2590738193370451037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2590738193370451037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2590738193370451037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2590738193370451037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/thrilled-again.html' title='Thrilled Again'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SuiYf6hBViI/AAAAAAAAELc/XaYLtde3jIA/s72-c/featuredThriller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5086232403229485567</id><published>2009-10-21T15:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:31:03.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Gleeful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St-Fsl87HAI/AAAAAAAAEK0/OUT5Riss2m4/s1600-h/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St-Fsl87HAI/AAAAAAAAEK0/OUT5Riss2m4/s320/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395177879761525762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Seriously, I am loving this show. It makes me laugh my ass off.. and then there is just great singing and dancing. I have put one of my favorite clips below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJGK5j4XRlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJGK5j4XRlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5086232403229485567?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5086232403229485567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5086232403229485567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5086232403229485567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5086232403229485567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-gleeful.html' title='Feeling Gleeful'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St-Fsl87HAI/AAAAAAAAEK0/OUT5Riss2m4/s72-c/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5562366529541462221</id><published>2009-10-21T12:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:33:18.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooktacular !!</title><content type='html'>Stace and I had a blast at Disneyland. We left late afternoon on Wednesday and got to our hotel late that night. We were so excited we woke bright and early to get there when it opened at nine. We actually had to wait in line to get our bags checked. We have never been that on time before. The first ride we headed to was Ghost Galaxy. They changed Space Mountain into a scary Halloween treat. Scared the crap out of me... Scary music, and weird ghost faces and hands grabbing me. Then we went throughout the whole park enjoying are day. We were so excited... we stayed the first day for thirteen hours !! HA !! To end the night we watched the Halloween Fireworks show. Disneyland has always had fireworks since I can remember, but now they incorporate the castle with the fireworks. Lights shine all over the castle, as music is used to incorporate themes. It was awesome !! We topped of the show with a funnel cake from Frontierland. The next day we were so pooped.. and it was so hot.. we didn't stay as long. But, all in all, it was good times. We made it home late Friday night in one piece. Which is kinda a miracle since Stace drove half the way... can't drive stick, and can't see at night. Of course I found this out after the fact !! :) Thanks my sista for a great time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St9hC1UexfI/AAAAAAAAEKs/5ftrt0Q7L-o/s1600-h/15107160001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St9hC1UexfI/AAAAAAAAEKs/5ftrt0Q7L-o/s400/15107160001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395137579913758194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St9g9R1lHgI/AAAAAAAAEKk/W8pPOLjelg8/s1600-h/15107160000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/St9g9R1lHgI/AAAAAAAAEKk/W8pPOLjelg8/s400/15107160000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395137484489563650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5445354e5449354e7a593d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5445354e5449354e7a593d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own scrapbook - 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I don't have my own kids... so I borrow other peoples. :) Here are two close and dear to my heart. Um... is it too much to ask.. that maybe one day they get hitched... and I kinda get some grandbabies !! Yah.. I don't know... just a thought. In the meantime.. I will enjoy when they come over to hang out and make me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-435944148345734950?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/435944148345734950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=435944148345734950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/435944148345734950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/435944148345734950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-nesting.html' title='I am Nesting'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUeXgC01nI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/mXIFIX7hz9M/s72-c/pics+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-671334303728803588</id><published>2009-10-13T18:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:34:37.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZ Top Cutie</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile ago.... but I am still catching up on my posting... Chris and Lauren had their second baby.. "Zaniyah Lynn". For the longest time, we couldn't pronounce her name. So Stace and I started calling her ZZ Top. When Lauren started going into labor, Stace text me and said, "ZZ Top is coming !!". :) Now I got the the pronunciation down cause I just rhyme it with Shania Twain. But, all kidding aside, she is adorable. I am grateful for Chris, Lauren, and the girls being a part of my family. They are great parents, and I am lucky to have them around !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Zaniyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcmr0CRWI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/LXZjpHs6Vmw/s1600-h/pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcmr0CRWI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/LXZjpHs6Vmw/s320/pics+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392247579767620962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Buns holding her sister !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcUAEUwtI/AAAAAAAAEJs/zQMjW5x-mgs/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcUAEUwtI/AAAAAAAAEJs/zQMjW5x-mgs/s320/pics+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392247258787136210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Zaniyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcCKol83I/AAAAAAAAEJk/DgIAnC6122c/s1600-h/pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcCKol83I/AAAAAAAAEJk/DgIAnC6122c/s320/pics+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392246952385966962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-671334303728803588?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/671334303728803588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=671334303728803588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/671334303728803588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/671334303728803588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/zz-top-cutie.html' title='ZZ Top Cutie'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StUcmr0CRWI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/LXZjpHs6Vmw/s72-c/pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5726600805517809292</id><published>2009-10-13T14:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:35:21.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chunky Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StTjVe23rEI/AAAAAAAAEJc/PsdmAUmmf7k/s1600-h/perks_coffee_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StTjVe23rEI/AAAAAAAAEJc/PsdmAUmmf7k/s200/perks_coffee_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184612069289026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StTjOMgcJiI/AAAAAAAAEJU/cScWjcR-6cw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StTjOMgcJiI/AAAAAAAAEJU/cScWjcR-6cw/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184486884288034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest obsession are the "Chunky Monkey's" at Perks. Blended chocolate, caramel, hazelnut icee goodness... topped with whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Um... as if I needed any help in the "chunky" area. So now next to my Diet Pepsi will from here on out be an empty cup of "Chunky Monkey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monkey6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monkey6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn242/tambomiller/Decorated%20images/monkey6.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5726600805517809292?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5726600805517809292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5726600805517809292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5726600805517809292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5726600805517809292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-chunky-monkey.html' title='My Chunky Monkey'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/StTjVe23rEI/AAAAAAAAEJc/PsdmAUmmf7k/s72-c/perks_coffee_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8069295753717705515</id><published>2009-10-08T09:18:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:36:05.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE WEEK FROM TODAY, MY SISTA AND I WILL BE HERE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4Ddtj2PoI/AAAAAAAAEIc/5jDsaqoKbzA/s1600-h/disney-halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4Ddtj2PoI/AAAAAAAAEIc/5jDsaqoKbzA/s400/disney-halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390249612990103170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DW3rILOI/AAAAAAAAEIU/1bTArit-vUk/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DW3rILOI/AAAAAAAAEIU/1bTArit-vUk/s200/pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390249495445908706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DRqsv42I/AAAAAAAAEIM/49iZuHhfIQs/s1600-h/PA010261-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DRqsv42I/AAAAAAAAEIM/49iZuHhfIQs/s200/PA010261-a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390249406063698786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DMAp67fI/AAAAAAAAEIE/pLHjPntYRiA/s1600-h/Halloween%2B07_SpaceMountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4DMAp67fI/AAAAAAAAEIE/pLHjPntYRiA/s400/Halloween%2B07_SpaceMountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390249308878204402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN'T WAIT !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8069295753717705515?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8069295753717705515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8069295753717705515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8069295753717705515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8069295753717705515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/boo-disney.html' title='Boo Disney'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ss4Ddtj2PoI/AAAAAAAAEIc/5jDsaqoKbzA/s72-c/disney-halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7701196694148578338</id><published>2009-10-07T14:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:36:25.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diva or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flashyprofile.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flashyprofile.com/glitter-letters/glitter-files/letters/setc14/D.gif" alt="Glitter Text" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashyprofile.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flashyprofile.com/glitter-letters/glitter-files/letters/setc14/I.gif" alt="Glitter Text" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashyprofile.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flashyprofile.com/glitter-letters/glitter-files/letters/setc14/V.gif" alt="Glitter Text" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashyprofile.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flashyprofile.com/glitter-letters/glitter-files/letters/setc14/A.gif" alt="Glitter Text" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... so I am a little bugged... It seems somewhere along the lines of my teaching career, the students at Dixie High School have labeled me a Diva. Um... I really don't know how I feel about this. Last year, when I won "Most Dramatic Teacher" I was a little perplexed. And, now for our Sadies Assembly, the kids want me to be Tyra Banks. My response was... "Um, you guys know I am not black right?" And their response was... "Well yah Miller but you are a Diva like her." K, WHAT ???!!! I mean I know I have my brand name purses and sunglasses and my bling bling jewelry. K, that way I might be a Diva... but, Diva's are bratty right? Am I bratty????.... Moody and bossy maybe... but bratty? Oh man, I even started liking Beyonce recently. Haha.. yah I am a Diva.. just writing this post answers that question for me !! Good hell !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7701196694148578338?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7701196694148578338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7701196694148578338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7701196694148578338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7701196694148578338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/diva-or-not.html' title='Diva or Not?'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6389615151855698103</id><published>2009-10-05T10:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:38:22.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Get an Amen !!</title><content type='html'>I am Mormon... not always a good one.. but am one that believes in the teachings and leaders of our church. Mormon's aren't known to stand up and sing hallelujah at church, or stand up and shout "AMEN" during a sermon. Our way of shouting an "AMEN" is crying, or patting someone on the back after a good testimony is bourne. But, in all honesty sometimes I wish I could just stand up and shout "AMEN" at the top of my lungs... or dance to "We Thank Thee O God For a Prophet" with the congregation. Well, I did just that this past weekend by myself while watching conference. We have hero's in our church... great speakers.. whose sermons have been recorded in our scriptures. I have always pictured these men as they speak... King Benjamin's stern, but loving face... Samuel the Lamanite showing no fear, as arrows spiral past him. I have envied at times the people that were able to be there and actually see these great men's faces as they spoke with such conviction. Well, this past weekend.. I got to see such a face !! Elder Holland's speech blew me away !! I mean, he did not mince words. He THREW DOWN !!! I loved it !! What a great testimony and conviction of the Book of Mormon he portrayed. I was clapping, jumping out of my couch dancing, crying with joy, and humbled into submission. So, for once I was able to shout... "AMEN" and do a jig... and I realized (stupid me) that I get to see great men.. like King Benjamin, and Samuel.. speak all the time. Now if I can just follow what is said better !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ssol98-6xCI/AAAAAAAAEH8/9FUHl3Cc9Lk/s1600-h/jeffrey_holland_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ssol98-6xCI/AAAAAAAAEH8/9FUHl3Cc9Lk/s400/jeffrey_holland_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389161650374493218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to listen to it if you want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadcast.lds.org/genconf/2009/10/50/GC_2009_10_503_HollandJR___eng_.mp3"&gt;Listen to it !!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6389615151855698103?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6389615151855698103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6389615151855698103' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6389615151855698103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6389615151855698103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/can-i-get-amen.html' title='Can I Get an Amen !!'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Ssol98-6xCI/AAAAAAAAEH8/9FUHl3Cc9Lk/s72-c/jeffrey_holland_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-3105109041713221933</id><published>2009-10-01T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:38:39.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough as Nails</title><content type='html'>So can you tell I am behind yet on posting !! :) A couple of weeks ago, I got to go up and watch Dodo play football. He was amazing !! He is so tough, goes right after the person with the ball and floors him to the ground !! GRRRRR !! Love it !! Can't wait for the high school games !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5445324d6a59784d7a6b3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5445324d6a59784d7a6b3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-3105109041713221933?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/3105109041713221933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=3105109041713221933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3105109041713221933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/3105109041713221933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/tough-as-nails.html' title='Tough as Nails'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6438756533495920476</id><published>2009-10-01T14:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:41:07.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are Funny</title><content type='html'>I am not a dummy.. most of the time. :) There is a reason why I surround myself with kids as much as I can... there are three reasons below. The first is Wulf, doing an obstacle course in my room. Second, is my nephew wearing my brothers helmet and fogging it up. And last, but not least, is my niece Tessa trying to eat. 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I got him some rollerblades and a spiderman helmet and pads. So in Mikey fashion he put them all on and went to class. Happy Birfday My Mikey !! I love you buddy !! He is eighteen... not too far away he is going to be on a mish. :(  By the way, whoever can guess what movie my post title is from wins a million dollars !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUO4uhKBuI/AAAAAAAAEHg/I9olSOT9P-E/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUO4uhKBuI/AAAAAAAAEHg/I9olSOT9P-E/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387728896941229794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUO0U9LcVI/AAAAAAAAEHY/XofrMDGlAns/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUO0U9LcVI/AAAAAAAAEHY/XofrMDGlAns/s320/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387728821359964498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUOjgK5BwI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/opotKJCXxi0/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUOjgK5BwI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/opotKJCXxi0/s320/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387728532312491778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5933598364398302841?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5933598364398302841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5933598364398302841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5933598364398302841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5933598364398302841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/10/rocking-and-rolling-and-what-not.html' title='Rockin and Rollin and What Not'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SsUO4uhKBuI/AAAAAAAAEHg/I9olSOT9P-E/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8468300517838495465</id><published>2009-09-24T16:23:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:58:30.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling For Fall Lineup</title><content type='html'>Awww ! It is that time of year when I set up my Tivo to tape all the old and new shows that I love... Only to find out that some of them I am going to have to give up cause there are three on at once !! UGH !! There are three new shows, so far,  that I am really liking on top of all my other faves... which is pretty much thirty million shows. (Get a life Tam !!)  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvyP-qLmBI/AAAAAAAAEGo/cRZW3MBnRBY/s1600-h/glee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvyP-qLmBI/AAAAAAAAEGo/cRZW3MBnRBY/s400/glee1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385164135783438354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show makes me laugh my ass off !! It is just hilarious, plus it has great actors and singers. My favorite is the cheer coach... maybe cause at one time I was a cheer coach... and she just fits the bill !! :) It is based in high school... which I am around a little... and focus's on the Glee Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvycxWJfzI/AAAAAAAAEGw/3TuQSf3ex8g/s1600-h/0000059636_20090807175802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvycxWJfzI/AAAAAAAAEGw/3TuQSf3ex8g/s400/0000059636_20090807175802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385164355548053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second one.... Again... hilarious !! This is Cougar Town with Courtney Cox. She is a 40 year old, divorcee getting back in the dating scene. So funny. It also has an old Scrubs actress in it so that even makes it better. Plus a hot guy !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvzBkMS2RI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0ZXXXR1VWYs/s1600-h/abc-eastwick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvzBkMS2RI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0ZXXXR1VWYs/s400/abc-eastwick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385164987672221970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My last new favorite is Eastwick. If you have seen the movie... the show is pretty much based on that. It is about three witches that find their power through a hot, mysterious warlock. I have always enjoyed the supernatural type shows... so this I can tell is gonna be a favorite for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have noticed though.. is that night television is becoming more of an rated "R" rating. I mean you pretty much expect FX to have the racy shows... but every show I have watched so far has some pretty explicit sexual stuff. If I was a parent... um it would be hard for me to trust my kids with a television. I look at baby Tessa, or my nephews and think... Wow, the stuff you are going to see on television is going to be scary !!! And to be honest, I just don't know how I feel about that. Maybe I will have to watch all reality shows like Chan and Andee do.... Shoot me now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8468300517838495465?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8468300517838495465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8468300517838495465' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8468300517838495465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8468300517838495465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/falling-for-fall-lineup.html' title='Falling For Fall Lineup'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrvyP-qLmBI/AAAAAAAAEGo/cRZW3MBnRBY/s72-c/glee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6810316961167554654</id><published>2009-09-22T12:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:58:52.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk in The Trunk</title><content type='html'>So.... I have always had a big complex about my butt. Probably because most of my life it has been on the large side. Well the older I get... it gets larger and larger. I used to worry about this more, but seriously, I am to the point now where.... if you don't like me or think I am gross cause I have a large ass... you can suck eggs !! :) But, I used to be really self conscious about what people thought about it. I still will ask my friends at times.... is my butt as big as hers ? And they are usually very large !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrkZ7nIzv9I/AAAAAAAAEGQ/_GwZnuR2pFo/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrkZ7nIzv9I/AAAAAAAAEGQ/_GwZnuR2pFo/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384363341407043538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrkaJcLqwFI/AAAAAAAAEGY/IxyyoHlFG-k/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrkaJcLqwFI/AAAAAAAAEGY/IxyyoHlFG-k/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384363578984415314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my surprise and horror when I sat on my toilet to do my business and I broke the toilet seat !! Um... maybe I need to start becoming really self conscious again !! Good Hell !! Here is a pic of the crack.. and then a pic of it duct tape... cause it pinches. The boys stayed with me this past weekend and Hutch told me he liked the duct tape on my toilet. :)  I was going to change the seat.. but I think I am going to leave it for awhile.. for a good laugh, cause my Hutcher Buster likes it.. and a reminder that I need to work on my "Junk in the Trunk" !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6810316961167554654?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6810316961167554654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6810316961167554654' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6810316961167554654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6810316961167554654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/junk-in-trunk.html' title='Junk in The Trunk'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SrkZ7nIzv9I/AAAAAAAAEGQ/_GwZnuR2pFo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6607835194442513286</id><published>2009-09-13T19:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:01:29.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Crazy Tram Ride</title><content type='html'>No matter what I do with my Crismon family... it is never a dull moment. When I was up for Labor Day, we went to Snowbird for brunch and then took the tram up to the top of the mountain. I am not a big fan of heights, but the view was gorgeous and the kids.. like always were very entertaining. Who would of thought that Chan and Andee's kids would be entertaining... shocker !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; visibility: visible; width: 390px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL1361/11140097/flicks/1/7559606" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" name="radial" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height: 300px; width: 390px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="390" align="middle" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; height: 24px; width: 390px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-left: 5px;" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video of Will... being Will :) He calls it doing "The Running Man on the Tram"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d82d8b68601f6cfc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd82d8b68601f6cfc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56CC800C0D37C3948A51458CDE19DD253A179373.84491EB4811AFB8E2D5C693B63D5870B222C898%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd82d8b68601f6cfc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOZEpO8AGkMtj9GFeLTyoGk7LqOg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd82d8b68601f6cfc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56CC800C0D37C3948A51458CDE19DD253A179373.84491EB4811AFB8E2D5C693B63D5870B222C898%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd82d8b68601f6cfc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOZEpO8AGkMtj9GFeLTyoGk7LqOg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6607835194442513286?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6607835194442513286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6607835194442513286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6607835194442513286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6607835194442513286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-crazy-tram-ride.html' title='One Crazy Tram Ride'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7820515504842390222</id><published>2009-09-13T19:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:01:46.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubba Ball</title><content type='html'>One of the main reasons why I went up north on Labor Day Weekend was to see Bubba and Will play football. Unfortunately,  I missed seeing Will. But, I got to watch Bubba and Brianne strut their stuff on the field. They were both amazing and fun to watch !! I am actually kinda glad Will didn't have a game.. I enjoyed his company while watching Brianne and Bubba... Love ya Willer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d54457a4e4455324f444d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d54457a4e4455324f444d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7820515504842390222?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7820515504842390222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7820515504842390222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7820515504842390222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7820515504842390222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/bubba-ball.html' title='Bubba Ball'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-1849511546249425298</id><published>2009-09-08T13:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:03:34.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Brunchness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqawdUua7HI/AAAAAAAAEFw/p0LXf1ev-Yg/s1600-h/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqawdUua7HI/AAAAAAAAEFw/p0LXf1ev-Yg/s400/Desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379180822766742642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great friends, that treat me like a queen, flew me up to Salt Lake City for Labor Day weekend. Chan bought me and Andal pedicures and manicures for Friday. On Sunday, he took all of us up to Snowbird for Sunday Brunch. It was beautiful !! We ate incredible food, walked around the majestic mountains, and rode the tram up to BFE !! I again am blessed in the friend area... so grateful am I !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-1849511546249425298?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/1849511546249425298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=1849511546249425298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1849511546249425298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/1849511546249425298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-brunchness.html' title='Sunday Brunchness'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqawdUua7HI/AAAAAAAAEFw/p0LXf1ev-Yg/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7336054673720045913</id><published>2009-09-08T13:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:03:54.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin Football</title><content type='html'>Soo... if you ask anyone that knows me well... I have never been a huge football fan. I mean I like watching my nephews, or godsons, my kids from high school, or Tom Brady !! :) But, in all honesty I think it was on so much at my house growing up... I kinda got sick of it. But, now I find myself enjoying it more. Kinda freaks me out !! One of the things I did over Labor Day was FOOTBALL !! I got to watch Carter play in his little league, and watch Alta High School.... and I don't even know anyone on Alta... and I liked it !! Freakin  weird !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarBeWiijI/AAAAAAAAEFI/cglteHbDp60/s1600-h/P9050072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarBeWiijI/AAAAAAAAEFI/cglteHbDp60/s400/P9050072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379174846756457010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Me and Andal at Carter's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarA9NQA9I/AAAAAAAAEFA/0z0iaP1KLu4/s1600-h/P9050071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarA9NQA9I/AAAAAAAAEFA/0z0iaP1KLu4/s400/P9050071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379174837859124178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Me and Willer... Wub him !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarAFMCuBI/AAAAAAAAEE4/wxrZ-MIwS8c/s1600-h/P9050061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarAFMCuBI/AAAAAAAAEE4/wxrZ-MIwS8c/s400/P9050061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379174822821672978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Briannie and Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sqaq_wJFt5I/AAAAAAAAEEw/4dDREBJ0zck/s1600-h/P9040031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sqaq_wJFt5I/AAAAAAAAEEw/4dDREBJ0zck/s400/P9040031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379174817172141970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Me and Brianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sqaq_OQNX5I/AAAAAAAAEEo/K-RukAolWYw/s1600-h/P9040019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sqaq_OQNX5I/AAAAAAAAEEo/K-RukAolWYw/s400/P9040019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379174808075198354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Me and Andal again... at the Alta High School Game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7336054673720045913?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7336054673720045913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7336054673720045913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7336054673720045913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7336054673720045913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/09/freakin-football.html' title='Freakin Football'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SqarBeWiijI/AAAAAAAAEFI/cglteHbDp60/s72-c/P9050072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5118078128847754387</id><published>2009-08-28T12:07:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:04:18.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Plethera of Life</title><content type='html'>Wow.. Long time no post !! I have been freakin busy !! What is funny though.. is that it is stuff that I just do all the time.. but more of it. :) School started, and the first couple of weeks are always hectic and this year is no exception. But, in between the craziness I still find time to do the things I love. I have captured the last few weeks in some Iphone Candids... Enjoy !! Hope you all had a great start to the school year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgff3mC3HI/AAAAAAAAECo/IUNPj-zGCuQ/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgff3mC3HI/AAAAAAAAECo/IUNPj-zGCuQ/s400/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375080787626613874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Olive Garden with my Brookesby and her family to celebrate her birthday. I hadn't seen her in awhile.. so it was great to see her beautiful face !! She was in Hollywood all summer !! My babies.. Her and Kels.. are getting old !! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpggAR-NJYI/AAAAAAAAECw/--F9xjpjJTs/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpggAR-NJYI/AAAAAAAAECw/--F9xjpjJTs/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375081344463086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been doing two adays for Drivers Ed. I usually only do it once a day, but one of our teachers can't do it anymore.. so I am picking up the load. It is wearing me out !! Man it's just really hard to sit and tell kids where to drive.. and the scenary... well it's just atrocious !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spggg3Q84DI/AAAAAAAAEC4/AZzbo-60FaE/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spggg3Q84DI/AAAAAAAAEC4/AZzbo-60FaE/s200/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375081904229638194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpggorNUUFI/AAAAAAAAEDA/bvhsWxzw-tY/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpggorNUUFI/AAAAAAAAEDA/bvhsWxzw-tY/s200/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375082038432125010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher we are not supposed to have favorites.. but, I can't help it. There are always certain kids that I teach that I just miss a lot during the summer. Here are two.. that I was excited to see when school started. They make my life at school a blast !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpghOzUf6fI/AAAAAAAAEDI/v5w8OcQ5P1o/s1600-h/photo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpghOzUf6fI/AAAAAAAAEDI/v5w8OcQ5P1o/s400/photo9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375082693444758002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It never ceases to amaze me the things I see, say, or hear as a teacher. As a cheer coach, I have actually had to say these words.... "Do not poop in brownies and give them to people". Yep.. UNREAL !! Well, this picture captures one of those amazed at what I see moments... One of my kids wiped their booger on my wall... REALLY !!!!!!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgh7CEXHBI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/fY-ApK89WKk/s1600-h/photo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgh7CEXHBI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/fY-ApK89WKk/s200/photo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375083453317848082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgiIV3EVWI/AAAAAAAAEDg/ISnF5nEJlXo/s1600-h/photo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgiIV3EVWI/AAAAAAAAEDg/ISnF5nEJlXo/s200/photo6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375083681969100130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgiRHfhRSI/AAAAAAAAEDo/PXHRivT-fb8/s1600-h/photo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgiRHfhRSI/AAAAAAAAEDo/PXHRivT-fb8/s400/photo7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375083832731059490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall sports are coming.... I love watching my boys play football !! Porter invited me up to watch him at practice. He is getting sooo big !! It seriously freaks me out. He is so good at football, and is so helpful with all the kids at practice. After practice, Stace and I took the boys to get a burger. They got some fake moustaches out of the vending machines and were very entertaining throughout the whole meal.. as always !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgjMX7nBYI/AAAAAAAAEDw/6gNUpVlA_gY/s1600-h/photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SpgjMX7nBYI/AAAAAAAAEDw/6gNUpVlA_gY/s320/photo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375084850756126082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgjac_Ee2I/AAAAAAAAED4/Yi516-yF5cI/s1600-h/photo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgjac_Ee2I/AAAAAAAAED4/Yi516-yF5cI/s320/photo10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375085092630985570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I still watch Tessa once or twice a week. She is a doll... and if I don't see her daily I go through withdrawals. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is the plethera of my life the last couple of weeks !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5118078128847754387?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5118078128847754387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5118078128847754387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5118078128847754387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5118078128847754387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/plethera-of-stuff.html' title='A Plethera of Life'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Spgff3mC3HI/AAAAAAAAECo/IUNPj-zGCuQ/s72-c/photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-64528671798143158</id><published>2009-08-17T10:42:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:04:39.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnificent Merlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomJCWtivII/AAAAAAAAECg/7cCtLVQo0fc/s1600-h/400px-Merlinshowpromo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomJCWtivII/AAAAAAAAECg/7cCtLVQo0fc/s400/400px-Merlinshowpromo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370974704165371010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomI7FbIWEI/AAAAAAAAECY/M4fbyeLUEyA/s1600-h/merlin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomI7FbIWEI/AAAAAAAAECY/M4fbyeLUEyA/s320/merlin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370974579265656898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomI3JRkk-I/AAAAAAAAECQ/ShYdkv8NowM/s1600-h/bradley-james-arthur-merlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomI3JRkk-I/AAAAAAAAECQ/ShYdkv8NowM/s320/bradley-james-arthur-merlin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370974511579829218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;Usually there is nothing on television on Sundays.. but Merlin started this summer and I am loving it !! If you haven't had a chance to see it... set your DVR's. Good stuff !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-64528671798143158?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/64528671798143158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=64528671798143158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/64528671798143158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/64528671798143158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/magnificent-merlin.html' title='Magnificent Merlin'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SomJCWtivII/AAAAAAAAECg/7cCtLVQo0fc/s72-c/400px-Merlinshowpromo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-5982012879048269446</id><published>2009-08-11T19:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:03:13.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcata Pranks</title><content type='html'>I went on my annual business trip with my pops to Arcata a couple of weeks ago. I always love going there. The cool weather, the gorgeous countryside, and good company are always a plus to my summer. The ladies that we work with at the hospital are hilarious.. and I always enjoy their company the week I am there. This year we played a little prank on one of the ladies cause she wasn't there our last work day. Seriously, it wasn't my idea... I am not a bad influence at all !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIfG6P1Q6I/AAAAAAAAEB4/y0Zq1hjQSyU/s1600-h/pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIfG6P1Q6I/AAAAAAAAEB4/y0Zq1hjQSyU/s200/pics+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368887909354390434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Karen... she has the best laugh, loud and obnoxious.. Sound like anyone else we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-oGY3uVvI/AAAAAAAAEAk/typujo2HTJ4/s1600-h/pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-oGY3uVvI/AAAAAAAAEAk/typujo2HTJ4/s200/pics+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368194108557776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dad and Barb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-n2fgx9WI/AAAAAAAAEAU/Q9IbI3n9pAE/s1600-h/pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-n2fgx9WI/AAAAAAAAEAU/Q9IbI3n9pAE/s200/pics+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368193835462686050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The finished product of the prank :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-ngyeh-TI/AAAAAAAAEAE/t3kkoDaFhnc/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-ngyeh-TI/AAAAAAAAEAE/t3kkoDaFhnc/s200/pics+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368193462596401458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIdz0Iei1I/AAAAAAAAEBg/VYPmXMOT-e4/s1600-h/pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIdz0Iei1I/AAAAAAAAEBg/VYPmXMOT-e4/s200/pics+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368886481783786322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Karen putting cat stickers all over Jessie's keyboard !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIeQGi_nVI/AAAAAAAAEBo/7XpZ2VEyFGM/s1600-h/pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIeQGi_nVI/AAAAAAAAEBo/7XpZ2VEyFGM/s200/pics+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368886967763180882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Rita Bonita !! Every year Rita and I usually do something one night the week I am there. This year I got to meet her 90 year old Portuguese mother. We watched a spanish soap opera together. She is awesome !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIetkPnqKI/AAAAAAAAEBw/ohkRIcHQOpc/s1600-h/pics+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIetkPnqKI/AAAAAAAAEBw/ohkRIcHQOpc/s200/pics+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368887473951189154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jessie is kindof a tree hugger.. recycle... save the planet kindof girl !! So I decorated her cubicle with my wasted printed paper after she rolled it up for me and told me to use the other side !! yah kill the trees !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-5982012879048269446?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/5982012879048269446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=5982012879048269446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5982012879048269446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/5982012879048269446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/arcata-pranks.html' title='Arcata Pranks'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SoIfG6P1Q6I/AAAAAAAAEB4/y0Zq1hjQSyU/s72-c/pics+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2199607478921870505</id><published>2009-08-09T23:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:02:08.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Never Change</title><content type='html'>With the help of Facebook, I have hooked up with a lot of old friends. When I graduated from high school,  I moved up here to Utah right away and fell off the face of the earth to most of my friends in Cali. So I announced I was coming down last week, and they had a little shindig for me. It meant a lot and it was great to see some of them. They haven't changed a bit... and reminded me again of how much I am blessed in the friends area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603277353375&amp;amp;site=widget-9f.slide.com" style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 350px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603277353375&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p1/2377900603277353375/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603277353375&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p2/2377900603277353375/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4210841092425906133-2199607478921870505?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2199607478921870505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2199607478921870505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2199607478921870505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2199607478921870505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-things-never-change-which-is-good.html' title='Some Things Never Change'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2942339939333105463</id><published>2009-08-09T23:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:01:06.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-sir0y9GI/AAAAAAAAEBU/Au-IM132WpQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-sir0y9GI/AAAAAAAAEBU/Au-IM132WpQ/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198992728618082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ang and I went to Cali last week. we stayed a couple of nights with my friend Smel. Thursday night we got tickets to go watch the Dodgers play some ball. We had a blast. I got to eat some Dodger Dogs, Pretzels, see Mitch Gaylord throw a pitch, and see my favorite color Royal Blue in action... Seriously what more can a girl ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-r0UO23-I/AAAAAAAAEBM/p8nrD_zeQkQ/s1600-h/5216_1132887014058_1583780280_310665_1853844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-r0UO23-I/AAAAAAAAEBM/p8nrD_zeQkQ/s400/5216_1132887014058_1583780280_310665_1853844_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198196121493474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-ruT4wXuI/AAAAAAAAEBE/NGoeYIgI57E/s1600-h/n1583780280_310667_293405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-ruT4wXuI/AAAAAAAAEBE/NGoeYIgI57E/s400/n1583780280_310667_293405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198092949577442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-rod5cDVI/AAAAAAAAEA8/PRtmLAzOzIY/s1600-h/5216_1132891094160_1583780280_310694_3340628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-rod5cDVI/AAAAAAAAEA8/PRtmLAzOzIY/s400/5216_1132891094160_1583780280_310694_3340628_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368197992557579602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-rkEzBj6I/AAAAAAAAEA0/iIqGi9ZnTB0/s1600-h/5216_1132889134111_1583780280_310685_5303918_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-rkEzBj6I/AAAAAAAAEA0/iIqGi9ZnTB0/s400/5216_1132889134111_1583780280_310685_5303918_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368197917100314530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-2942339939333105463?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/2942339939333105463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=2942339939333105463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2942339939333105463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/2942339939333105463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/think-blue.html' title='Think Blue'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn-sir0y9GI/AAAAAAAAEBU/Au-IM132WpQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6936126077505582325</id><published>2009-08-09T17:16:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:00:50.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Favs With Angia</title><content type='html'>Ang and I went to Disneyland last Monday and Tuesday and had a blast. We stayed in a hole in the wall hotel... $55 a night. It had sticky carpets, oozing walls, and a running, possessed toilet. But we managed, and had a blast. I go to Disneyland often, and each time it just gets better and better. I think because each time I go.. there are just great moments that you have that you take with you. Here are some of my favorites this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite moment this time... Ang getting drenched on Splash Mountain... HEE.... I made her sit in front. Yah, I am a good friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9cJjpwaCI/AAAAAAAAD_s/6XJ2mL9fZoE/s1600-h/5216_1131747865580_1583780280_307607_2513985_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9cJjpwaCI/AAAAAAAAD_s/6XJ2mL9fZoE/s400/5216_1131747865580_1583780280_307607_2513985_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368110600107878434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite things to buy at Disneyland...  They have a whole new set of Star Wars Disney Character Statues that are just hilarious. This is one of Goofy as Chewbacca. They also had Donald as Han Solo frozen from Empire Strikes Back, Mickey as Luke Skywalker, and Minnie as Princess Amidala (Spelling?). Very awesome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9bhjK3CSI/AAAAAAAAD_k/x8UKXqVAjVo/s1600-h/5216_1131263293466_1583780280_305465_1957979_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9bhjK3CSI/AAAAAAAAD_k/x8UKXqVAjVo/s400/5216_1131263293466_1583780280_305465_1957979_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368109912783522082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite girl... Angia and me at the Disneyland !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9bQ5ZWxyI/AAAAAAAAD_c/r25RcU8_WsU/s1600-h/5216_1130933485221_1583780280_304443_1025542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9bQ5ZWxyI/AAAAAAAAD_c/r25RcU8_WsU/s400/5216_1130933485221_1583780280_304443_1025542_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368109626692126498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite new coming attraction at Disneyland... They are making some big changes to Disney California..which I am real excited about. Little Mermaid Ride, Cars Land, and this new Water Show that is supposed to be amazing. I don't doubt it.. cause pretty much everything Mickey touches is freakin awesome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aswhwOAI/AAAAAAAAD_U/br_ekmeuRoI/s1600-h/5216_1131764265990_1583780280_307626_3779717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aswhwOAI/AAAAAAAAD_U/br_ekmeuRoI/s400/5216_1131764265990_1583780280_307626_3779717_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368109005836138498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite meal at Disneyland... Monte Cristo at New Orleans Square... YUMMY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9ag6jyFmI/AAAAAAAAD_M/HvMWhS4LTnk/s1600-h/5216_1131679743877_1583780280_307459_4811118_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9ag6jyFmI/AAAAAAAAD_M/HvMWhS4LTnk/s400/5216_1131679743877_1583780280_307459_4811118_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108802370573922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new favorite Disney hats !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aPgmXo0I/AAAAAAAAD-8/VC3DczlELAM/s1600-h/5216_1131679103861_1583780280_307458_5609030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aPgmXo0I/AAAAAAAAD-8/VC3DczlELAM/s200/5216_1131679103861_1583780280_307458_5609030_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108503344325442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aLHZCOwI/AAAAAAAAD-0/hiD4XEKrhbE/s1600-h/5216_1131665943532_1583780280_307454_7548662_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9aLHZCOwI/AAAAAAAAD-0/hiD4XEKrhbE/s200/5216_1131665943532_1583780280_307454_7548662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108427858033410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite ride... Toy Story !! Love it, it is like a 3D, arcade, funfest. Ang.. beat my ass ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9Zyvgg8OI/AAAAAAAAD-k/1Mh7zTnOuhg/s1600-h/5216_1131761265915_1583780280_307624_3491536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9Zyvgg8OI/AAAAAAAAD-k/1Mh7zTnOuhg/s400/5216_1131761265915_1583780280_307624_3491536_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108009130094818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite thing to buy from a cart at Disneyland... CORNDOGS !! They rock !! Thanks Jules for the heads up !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9Zh8XvmkI/AAAAAAAAD-c/IXug4amKlVI/s1600-h/5216_1131802306941_1583780280_307656_4876608_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9Zh8XvmkI/AAAAAAAAD-c/IXug4amKlVI/s400/5216_1131802306941_1583780280_307656_4876608_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368107720525191746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old favorite ride !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9ZLeCt1lI/AAAAAAAAD-U/yI6uT5rT188/s1600-h/5216_1130919404869_1583780280_304404_731247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9ZLeCt1lI/AAAAAAAAD-U/yI6uT5rT188/s400/5216_1130919404869_1583780280_304404_731247_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368107334426809938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of other favorites were.... Riding the Matterhorn while the fireworks show finale was going on. As we came around a turn, and out of the caves on the Matterhorn.. it was sooo beautiful. We were so close to the fireworks, it was like I could reach out and touch them. Also, Stacy's childhood friend Ginger works at Disneyland so was able to get us VIP seating to watch the fireworks show the next night. My favorite was when Dumbo flew by the castle. I cried... yah... I always do. Thank you Mr. Walt... for your genious mind that gives me Disney Favorites on a regular basis. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6936126077505582325?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6936126077505582325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6936126077505582325' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6936126077505582325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6936126077505582325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/08/disney-favs-with-angia.html' title='Disney Favs With Angia'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sn9cJjpwaCI/AAAAAAAAD_s/6XJ2mL9fZoE/s72-c/5216_1131747865580_1583780280_307607_2513985_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8282698519955633012</id><published>2009-07-24T20:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:59:15.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Day: It's The Climb</title><content type='html'>I remember when I first moved to Utah and "Pioneer Day" came along... I honestly thought, this is kind of weird that Utah only celebrates this. But, with age comes wisdom and humbleness (most of the time)   :).... and now I realize how important they were to finding and bringing to pass the home I enjoy and love. I am in awe of what they did... I mean they trekked half way across the world pulling handcarts !! I can barely walk to my mailbox in this heat !! I just want to thank them... for their sacrifice, and hope one day I can thank them in person. I am not a big Miley Cyrus fan... but I do like her new song, "The Climb". Every time I hear it, I think of the Pioneers, and the metaphoric mountains in my own life.... hopefully I can be as strong as them when I climb.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmpsYwm8MhI/AAAAAAAAD-E/cHJ99PcmmHQ/s1600-h/4354_mormonmemmon_st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmpsYwm8MhI/AAAAAAAAD-E/cHJ99PcmmHQ/s400/4354_mormonmemmon_st.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362217478958887442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmpsLRBDs_I/AAAAAAAAD98/49Dif_9QnKQ/s1600-h/Handcart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmpsLRBDs_I/AAAAAAAAD98/49Dif_9QnKQ/s400/Handcart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362217247140197362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Smpr7UJmqyI/AAAAAAAAD90/uWJb2LYkpL4/s1600-h/300px-Handcart_Mormon_Pioneers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Smpr7UJmqyI/AAAAAAAAD90/uWJb2LYkpL4/s400/300px-Handcart_Mormon_Pioneers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362216973103442722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmprW_Bd93I/AAAAAAAAD9s/eZRuC3qxxpg/s1600-h/279621796ltIJCx_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmprW_Bd93I/AAAAAAAAD9s/eZRuC3qxxpg/s400/279621796ltIJCx_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362216348956882802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8282698519955633012?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8282698519955633012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8282698519955633012' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8282698519955633012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8282698519955633012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/07/pioneer-day-its-climb.html' title='Pioneer Day: It&apos;s The Climb'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmpsYwm8MhI/AAAAAAAAD-E/cHJ99PcmmHQ/s72-c/4354_mormonmemmon_st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-7370243191847791224</id><published>2009-07-24T10:46:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:58:09.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Friend</title><content type='html'>I have been enjoying hanging with Baby Tessa two-three times a week when I watch her. She is turning into my little friend that I swim, eat, talk, chill, read, and play with. I wub her and am grateful that my sister shares her with me !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmWbpTuHI/AAAAAAAAD9k/W-MQe79mJqg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmWbpTuHI/AAAAAAAAD9k/W-MQe79mJqg/s200/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362070104413812850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmQuYh_qI/AAAAAAAAD9c/NRtRIANUoq0/s1600-h/photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmQuYh_qI/AAAAAAAAD9c/NRtRIANUoq0/s200/photo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362070006364503714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmJ55BeJI/AAAAAAAAD9U/Tbx5NcWP9mg/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmJ55BeJI/AAAAAAAAD9U/Tbx5NcWP9mg/s320/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362069889194490002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmCxAXiFI/AAAAAAAAD9M/0EPt0lDq1sE/s1600-h/photo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmCxAXiFI/AAAAAAAAD9M/0EPt0lDq1sE/s200/photo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362069766550292562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Smnl5Zjg9CI/AAAAAAAAD9E/A5m7DfHO7fI/s1600-h/photo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Smnl5Zjg9CI/AAAAAAAAD9E/A5m7DfHO7fI/s200/photo6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362069605636437026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-7370243191847791224?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/7370243191847791224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=7370243191847791224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7370243191847791224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/7370243191847791224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-friend.html' title='My Little Friend'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmnmWbpTuHI/AAAAAAAAD9k/W-MQe79mJqg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8302016818426840960</id><published>2009-07-23T20:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:57:50.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking Without Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmkahiV7E1I/AAAAAAAAD88/Exky3uFtlH4/s1600-h/breast-cancer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmkahiV7E1I/AAAAAAAAD88/Exky3uFtlH4/s200/breast-cancer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361845994818048850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day before "So You Think You Can Dance" was going to tape.. I was thinking how there really hadn't been a dance this year that just wowed me yet. Kinda disappointed...And then the same night my favorite couple did an incredible dance. It gave me chills... and is a testament to art. The power that art has to speak without words... whether through a painting, dance, a sculpture... etc. Love it !! And I love Ade !! It made me think of one of my teacher friends at school that has breast cancer. She is amazing and so strong.. I admire that kinda strength and courage !! I love ya Paula Waula :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrILXIASpSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrILXIASpSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8302016818426840960?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8302016818426840960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8302016818426840960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8302016818426840960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8302016818426840960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/07/speaking-without-words.html' title='Speaking Without Words'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SmkahiV7E1I/AAAAAAAAD88/Exky3uFtlH4/s72-c/breast-cancer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-6101875883891746058</id><published>2009-07-22T14:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:56:57.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward and Buffy Meet</title><content type='html'>So before I became obsessed with Twilight... I was obsessed with Buffy.. Obviously I have a thing for vampires here.. WEIRDO !! :) One of my students told me about this video on You Tube !! Hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZwM3GvaTRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZwM3GvaTRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-6101875883891746058?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/6101875883891746058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=6101875883891746058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6101875883891746058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/6101875883891746058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/07/edward-and-buffy-meet.html' title='Edward and Buffy Meet'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-8620667187292622747</id><published>2009-07-15T10:03:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:55:52.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sl3-cyV0iFI/AAAAAAAAD8E/WKK41rGNhnw/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sl3-cyV0iFI/AAAAAAAAD8E/WKK41rGNhnw/s320/cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358718902143846482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday... whether I go to church or not :) I listen to the following CD that I bought on a whim the year of Joseph Smith's Celebration. I absolutely love it.. and the songs and lyrics never get old. One of my favorites is "Modern Day Sampson". It is of course about Porter Rockwell.... and it is just awesome. The lyrics are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Hawkins rifle strapped to his saddle&lt;br /&gt;         And two Dragoons inside his vest&lt;br /&gt;         His long black hair blew through midnight air&lt;br /&gt;         Fighting revenge inside his chest&lt;br /&gt;         He’d seen the housed burned down to ashes&lt;br /&gt;         And seen those he loved lose that most dear&lt;br /&gt;         The saints they cried, “someone save our lives!”&lt;br /&gt;         The night the black angel appeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       Hey now Porter, got an eye like an eagle&lt;br /&gt;  Sworn to save the life of the Prophet of the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;  Many men are lying under six feet of ground&lt;br /&gt;  Fire from the smokin’ gun of Modern Day Sam&lt;br /&gt;  Fire from the smokin’ gun of Modern Day Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The saint’s moved on as the fire grew strong&lt;br /&gt;         But some would never let them rest&lt;br /&gt;         Crystal eyes moved through shadowed nights&lt;br /&gt;         As he took the devils last breath&lt;br /&gt;         Promises from a Prophet’s lips&lt;br /&gt;         The Prophecy preserved his fate&lt;br /&gt;         But that June day his heart broke in vain&lt;br /&gt;         God forbid he was too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Destroying angel, troubled man&lt;br /&gt;       I won’t judge the blood on your hands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey now Porter, got an eye like an eagle&lt;br /&gt;  Sworn to save the life of the Prophet of the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;  Many men are lying under six feet of ground&lt;br /&gt;  Fire from the smokin’ gun of Modern Day Sam&lt;br /&gt;  Fire from the smokin’ gun of Modern Day Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="style10" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4210841092425906133-8620667187292622747?l=hotmama37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/feeds/8620667187292622747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4210841092425906133&amp;postID=8620667187292622747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8620667187292622747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4210841092425906133/posts/default/8620667187292622747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotmama37.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-tradition.html' title='A Sunday Tradition'/><author><name>TAMPA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11136562388041083010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/SOeGGTO5SVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9bfmXuo0VQA/S220/me+now.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjyJiAGFFTQ/Sl3-cyV0iFI/AAAAAAAAD8E/WKK41rGNhnw/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4210841092425906133.post-2905645546736883985</id><published>2009-07-07T19:07:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:54:57.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy America</title><content type='html'>I had a fun filled Fourth of July... Had great company, shopping, eating, splashing, swimming, laughing, and fireworks. I couldn't ask for more. I am truly blessed with my friends, family, and the country I live in !! 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