<?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-2632225584206812138</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:25:02.492-05:00</updated><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Preston'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='health'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='fights'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Felecity'/><title type='text'>~* Miss Dixie *~</title><subtitle type='html'>Loving My family of Seven! Five Children and Four dogs!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eeyorenuckols.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2632225584206812138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eeyorenuckols.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01778022197019810846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632225584206812138.post-6688927703797849024</id><published>2009-12-16T03:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:19:01.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas season is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/SyiX6bSen7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6EMoiUJDPUA/s1600-h/CIMG1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/SyiX6bSen7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6EMoiUJDPUA/s320/CIMG1837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415745581926490034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/SyiX6CIJ6vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/W0lsb0NLHe4/s1600-h/CIMG1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/SyiX6CIJ6vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/W0lsb0NLHe4/s320/CIMG1800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415745575172303602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids really can clean up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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So here goes nothing.. Things have been pretty busy around here. Where do I start? I just started selling Lia Sophia! I wasn't really planning on it but as you all may have noticed I do things on the spur of the moment. I booked a show off a friend and I always like to try to book to help out so I did. Well I had my show and my sales was over $700 and I never do that good. So I ended up with getting almost $300 dollars in free jewelery which is so awesome! So the lady that did my show showed me what she would make off my party and I wanted to make that kind of money for and hour or two a night. Easy money I thought so here I am today! So fare so good. So my goal is to be as successful as all the other women I have met that sell Lia Sophia. So wish me luck on my road to a new future!&lt;br /&gt;Chandler just finished up with soccer for the season. He was so excited that daddy coached again. They did pretty well and I am proud of him. His grades are doing good but he could use a little improvement. I like to see only A's and B's,but we are not hard on him about C's. &lt;br /&gt;Preston is playing his last game for the season this week,so that is almost over. I'm kind of glad since it took up a lot of time in the week and makes for a hectic schedule. He did play very well and I hope he plays next year. His grades have been good also and I am so proud of him. He has grown up so fast in the last year. Some of the things that come out of his mouth these days just crack me up. But what can I say that's Preston for ya!&lt;br /&gt;Felecity is loving school finally, we were a little worried the first couple of days. She said she didn't like getting up early. That girl loves he sleep that's no lie! As far as her grades go they only get checks and minus's so far so good. &lt;br /&gt;Aurora well wait for it IS FINALLY POTTY TRAINED! Sorry I am just really proud of her. She decided one day it was time. She wears the normal undies too not the pull up's. Saves money for us too. After she is done she even washes her hands. In my opinion at the age of 2 1/2yrs old is pretty damn good! &lt;br /&gt;Trinity is doing good and catching on fast. She already is a jabber box,not that you can understand her though. She was a late walker though, that really kind of had us worried for a while but then one day she decided to take off. Now she is going strong. I think a lot might have had to do with her brothers always doing everything for her. As of now she still only has two teeth with 6 ready to come thru at any moment!&lt;br /&gt;My Niece Jazmyne has been living with us for a while now and will be here til at least after Christmas. Long story and nothing I need to talk about on here. It's been a little different with dealing with a teenager but I think I'm getting some practice for when my kids are that age. One good thing is they havn't really pulled some of the things she has with us. So I guess I better consider myself lucky. She's a good girl just needs someone to give a damn! She has been thru so much in the last year and I hate seeing her go thru everything but my hands are tied. The attitude is getting better too the longer she is here. I just hope that whatever happens we have givin her a few lessons learned and those lessons lead her to a wonderful future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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What am I doing wrong I rinse them first then wash them. I hate that smell. It is so hard to get ride of. Plus the fact that I could wash laundry all day long but I hate folding it and putting it away. Does anyone else hate folding too or is it just me. I was talking with my hubby last night and saying I need to clean the house up but I hate doing it. He looks at me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt; "Why". I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; he asked that. Duh I hate it because I clean all the time and it just gets messed up again. Sometimes I don't think they really understand. If he lived on his own I would hate to see what that place would look like. Don't get me wrong I love him to death but he is such a slob. I have became so much closer with my husband in the last year. We have been through so much the last almost 10years. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; I didn't just give up like I wanted to do many of times. I hate the hours he works because I can't spend much time with him like I would like.&lt;br /&gt;On a better note.. Aurora is going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; gaining weight like she should and going everywhere. She's not crawling yet but rolls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wherever&lt;/span&gt; she wants to. She pushes her self backwards. She has this new thing where she rolls herself up in her blanket it's so cute. She's growing way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;The boys are doing so good in school. Chandler is working so hard to stay out of trouble. I hope it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stayes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that way. Preston is good at school and he is starting to have better behavior at home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Felecity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the same loving child she always is with cuddling all the time and she even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;climbs&lt;/span&gt; up in bed with me in the morning and rubs my back. I don't even get this from my husband anymore! She's still the same mouthy little girl though. She can really make someone laugh when they are feeling down. The other day when I was sick from my night out. She comes in and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; me puking and instead of asking anything she says "Mommy on Harry Potter the boy on there was puking up slugs". I couldn't help but laugh. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; grossed out by the whole slug thing though. Who wouldn't be? So when I am asked what I am thankful for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;. My answer will my children and my husband. If I didn't have them I wouldn't have anything. Yeah I wish I was rich or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; but that's not how life always works. I am rich in other ways than money and there are a lot of people that are wealthy but have no life because they let all that power get to them. I want to hear what everyone is thankful for this season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Hubby has been working some long hours so not much time spent with him. I hate that the kids don't get to see him much. Well that is about to change. I have an interview on Wednesday and I'm pretty sure I got the job. They said when the results of my drug test come back they will give me a call to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt; a time to come in and do all my paperwork. I know I passed the drug test unless hubby is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drugging&lt;/span&gt; me and I don't know it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I doubt that! I start out part time. Hubby will have to get off at a certain time everyday so I can make it in to work on time. I don't really have anyone that would be willing to watch the kids till he's off work so he will have to get off on time. I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; won't see much of him seeing how the hours he works are odd, but sometime that's just the way things are. He's on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;salary&lt;/span&gt; and most of the time he works way too many hours for the pay he gets. My brother and us figured out that if he work the same hours hubby did he would bring home way more than hubby does. He gets payed hourly but still. So this is why I'm going to start working to get some money saved up and pay my truck off and some other bills we have so we can do more. Right now hubby just works to catch up and we never get ahead. He does get payed good but only if he has a normal 40 hour week. I'm excited to get out of the house too. I want to be able to buy the kids a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. They are gonna need some new toys. Hopefully they learned their lesson. Sometime things just have to be this way. It's either me get a job or hubby get a raise to match what I will be making and we all know those kind of raises are never going to happen. These days it seams to take two incomes to make it unless you have money in the bank. Maybe once we get ahead I won't have to work. It shouldn't be bad though since I'm only going to work part time.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;I have started playing volleyball this week. Hubby had school in Indy so I had my Sister in law watch the kids for me. We lost our games but it was our first. It was fun for me to do something other than chase kids around all day. I wanted to play last year but was pregnant. I don't think they would allow that sort of thing.  We hope to get the kids in some sports this spring. I think they will like that. We had to take the oldest out of cub scouts since dad can't get off work at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decent&lt;/span&gt; time. Someone has to stay there with him so he's the only one that can unless I can find a babysitter for the other three kids. I hate to have someone do that seeing how I can't pay them and I don't want them to feel like I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;using&lt;/span&gt; them. I don't have family that helps much so I pretty well rely on myself.&lt;br /&gt;I did get some cloth diapers made though. They might not be the best in the world, but they will do. I will post some pics of them later. I'm excited that I can do his for my baby. I need to save money somewhere. I still have some more to make but will need to buy some more fabric. I also need more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Velcro&lt;/span&gt;. I want to buy some new ones but just can't spend the money right now. I also want to make the boys some pull up kind so when they wet to bed I don't have to do that laundry everyday. If you have any ideas please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;They kids have been doing great in school as far as their grades. I think Chandler is going to make honor roll again. I'm excited. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; know how to act at school as far as talking and bugging the other kids. You would think after he misses out on the behavior party and all he would want to be good. I guess not. I have tried so many things and nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;seemes&lt;/span&gt; to help. My only other option is to go sit with him one day at school,but that requires me getting a sitter for the girls. So again I have no idea what to do. 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This weekend went pretty fast with us running around like chickens with our head cut off. It started with Saturday morning going over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Terre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haute&lt;/span&gt; and checking to see if my parts came in for my quad, still not in by the way. Then we went by to pay some bills while we were over there. I decided since we were over there I wanted to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; Once Upon a Child had. They were way over priced for being a resale shop. We also went to Baby's R Us found a few things I needed.  Went home to get some housework done and other things too. I don't think I ever get a break from cleaning. We decided later to go to Hubby's parent's house. We were there for a while. They kids got to play with their cousin's for a good while. They played like monkey's in the tree's while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Felecity&lt;/span&gt; was going around the yard picking up nut's to feed to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squirrels&lt;/span&gt;. She thinks about the animals so much. We got to play a game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;uker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; done in a while. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Borrowed&lt;/span&gt; the movie Transformers(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; is a good movie by the way) We end the night with watching the movie when we got home and then to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went pretty well. We stayed home most of the day. Hubby's brother came by with his two little boys. After he left we watched part of the Colt's game. Then my brother called and wanted us to come over there to watch it with him. So we did.( he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; so we didn't miss any of it) I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; how it ended. I knew it was going to be a close game. We then played a card game with my brother and his wife. It was fun. We like to get to&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gether&lt;/span&gt; a lot when it gets cold out. Nothing else to do. We talked a while after then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Monday I got to take is easy for the most part of the day. I have been trying some new things with the sewing machine.  I'm thinking of switching Aurora to cloth diapers. I never thought it was so easy. I have found so many people on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cafemom's&lt;/span&gt; that do it and talk about how easy it is. So I figured I would give it a try. They have come a long way since our parents used them. I think I'm going to make them since I can't afford to buy them right now! I might buy a few later,but right now money is tight. So wish me luck! I just wish I knew this when I was having my first baby. I was talking about it to my sister in law and she thought it was a good idea too. I think she will be making her own too now. My Husband and brother think I'm nut's but since when do I listen to him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I listen to him sometimes.  If any of you have any pointers on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; them please feel free to let me know. 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I'll save the best part of the evening for last.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we got ready for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annual&lt;/span&gt; American Legion Halloween contest. After getting ready we were pretty well waiting to leave because I didn't want to get there too early. So I figured we would treat some of the Trick or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tr eater's&lt;/span&gt;. Well we ran out of candy by the time it was time to leave. We got to the Legion and not very many people were there this year. After what seemed like forever they finally had all the kids walk in a big circle for the judges to get a good look. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Felecity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took 3rd place for most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Original&lt;/span&gt;. They have what they call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Camander's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; choice too. Well he was pretty cool this year because he picked all the kids that didn't already win. The kids mad out like bandits with leaving with $24 total. Here is some pictures of them in their outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729484103984226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/RylazERQpGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0wX7AD1n4iM/s320/halloween+2007+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729492693918834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/RylazkRQpHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jBe7X7kWiGg/s320/halloween+2007+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729496988886146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/Rylaz0RQpII/AAAAAAAAAF8/zZ8GQXbEHD4/s320/halloween+2007+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729531348624546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/Ryla10RQpKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zmFGJz-UyPM/s320/halloween+2007+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729522758689938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m9lZ__rGuZ0/Ryla1URQpJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4guyEQv0AKw/s320/halloween+2007+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well as for My Husband's new nickname for me well... Sorry I don't have pictures but I do have a great story. We decided we were going to drop the kids off at hubby's parents house while we went to the Haunted House down the road. My youngest Brother and his wife met us at their house and we rode with them there. Well needless to say my other (older) brother and his wife that I'm not on good terms with anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tagged&lt;/span&gt; along.(in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; car thankfully) Didn't know they were coming till the moment younger brother decided to finally tell us. Well everything was fine till we were about to walk in the haunted house I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bros&lt;/span&gt; wife was wearing a sweatshirt that I'm sure she stole from my house at some point in time.(not the first time she's stole from me) They all told me not to say anything. Well I decided to confront her about it when we were all out of the haunted house. Older bro couldn't stay out of it of course. In the mean time younger bro,his wife and my hubby were walking toward the car. Well she said she's had it for like ever, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lieing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like she always does. She started to walk away when I decked her ass,(no I didn't sucker punch her. she didn't get turned very far.)her hitting the ground hard.  I hate when someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to act like they did nothing.Meanwhile younger bro.his wife and hubby heard my fist hit her face and swung around as my older bro was trying to hit me as I nailed him square in the face with my boot. Hubby came up with younger bro holding older bro in a headlock trying to break it up but hubby threw a few punches too. Hubby don't go for guys hitting chicks! All the while my foot was stuck up by older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bros&lt;/span&gt; face between like three sets of arms. Lost my damn phone,but found it. Older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bros&lt;/span&gt; wife said she was pressing charges when younger bro said to older bro well she presses charges then I am telling them everything older bro did.(kicking me and coming at me) Yeah he got a good kick in on my leg that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; he did till after the fact. I did have a friend with me but she just told older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bros&lt;/span&gt; wife "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;awe&lt;/span&gt; poor baby" when as soon as I hit her she started yelling she hit me, she hit me like a 4 yr old does. So yeah I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;relieve&lt;/span&gt; some stress. I did think for a second that I shouldn't but I'm tired of the shit and her talking shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; she's gonna whip my ass. Now what's up. I'm pretty sure if she hit me I would have been all up in her face. Nor winning like a little girl. How she hit the ground like that I guess I didn't think I hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; that hard. Everyone said that wasn't the place but what kind of stupid ass wears something they stole when they know the person they stole it from will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; notice??? I guess she's just stupid. 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Yeah It was that way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; but not to this extent. So I finally decided this morning I was fed up with the mess. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; listening to me,when I told them to clean it like a hundred times. So I got a bag for the trash and started picking up papers they have decided to just rip up for no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; reason. As I was picking these up I started to smell a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; smell of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;urine&lt;/span&gt;. No it wasn't from our dog this was too much for a dog. My kids 3 out of the 4 decided it would be fun to pee all over their room. Keep in mind they are 6,5,and 3years old. So I decided since nothing else has worked for their behavior they were going to lose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. I then got out a second bag for their toys and started cleaning out the toy box. By the time I was done with the kids rooms I had 1 big bag of trash (most of it was from under their bed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dresser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;..) and 4 bags full of toys. I did keep the toys that are from when we were little and put the away in a trunk. Hopefully our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; can treat them better. At first I thought I was being harsh but then I thought about how they did something like this thinking it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I know kids will be kids but come on.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; and shampooed the carpet,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; the smell comes out. If ya have any ideas on how to get that smell out let me know. I hate when my house stinks. Any little smell bothers me. Oh the Joys of Motherhood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want to share Aurora's new toy. She thinks this is the only thing that matters these days. But I do have to say it beats her peeing on the floor. Here is a pic. 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This last weekend was a busy one!&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went out a friend's house. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They were having a haunted woods and hay ride. The kids said they wanted to go through the haunted woods so we took them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; it. They seemed to be OK only got scared a little. We told them them it wasn't real before we went in,so I think that helped. We also stayed a little while to eat and site by the fire. We left after that to meet my brother at our house so him and Travis could work on his chain on his quad. They eventually gave up and decided it was better to just buy a new chain for it. Well I was up late as normal and couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I got up and me and Chelsey went to Thompson's to get Travis's chain. While I was there I got some new goggles and ordered the screws I needed for my quad. We left and was on our way home then my brother called and wanted me to get him some goggles so we headed toward another Motor sports store that was along the way. We also seen my dad along the way as he was on the walk. (it's a thing they do every year for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ISU&lt;/span&gt; homecoming as the walk from bar to bar along the way to the stadium.) Well needless to say we had to pick him up and take him back were he started. We made it back home finally. I spent the rest of the night cleaning and doing laundry while the guys worked on Travis's quad. I never seem to get caught up.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was an early start as we left the house at 7am and was on our way to Laurel Indiana to ride our quads. We had a lot of fun and did a lot of riding. We did manage to get lost for about an hour. It was right before dark and we were going up some pretty steep hills so luckily we found our way back before dark or that could have been a bad deal. Especially if we would go up a hill not knowing what was at the top. We left right after that since we were all pretty tired. We got home late and went strait to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Monday we had to get up early get the boys on the bus and then get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Felecity&lt;/span&gt; ready for her center day at her school. We dropped her off then were on our way to Indy to take Aurora to see a Doctor in Riley.That at went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. She had to have her Medicine changed again and we are trying something different. We have to go back in a month and go from there. So that was a long day. We had to got pick the kids up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brittanee's&lt;/span&gt; when we got back. Luckily she went by our house to make sure someone was there to pick the boys up off the bus. Of course there was no one there. So needless to say the person that was supposed to be there is not a reliable person! I was pretty mad seeing how she said she would be there and the fact I asked to make sure like three different times. So you would have imagine how I felt. Until next time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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