<?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-13465206</id><updated>2011-07-28T08:10:04.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I doing this?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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>439</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1507193860828570187</id><published>2010-03-26T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:08:17.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can't seem to do this.</title><content type='html'>I just cannot seem to keep up with posts.  Not that there is nothing going on...just nothing blog-worthy.  I am getting that feeling again.  That feeling that something big is about to happen.  I usually cannot tap into that feeling completely, so I am praying for the help this time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon and Brodie started a new day care and are transitioning well.  They had a pretty good week!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back to running now that I am through with Insanity.  I still try and do one Insanity workout a week, but am really trying to get back into the swing of running.  I had forgot how much it beats up your body!  Got to get use to that again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1507193860828570187?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1507193860828570187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1507193860828570187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1507193860828570187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1507193860828570187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-cant-seem-to-do-this.html' title='I just can&apos;t seem to do this.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1635034865755689401</id><published>2010-02-15T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:02:46.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And, I left out the saddest thing...we have to register Dillon for kindergarten tomorrow.  Really?  I am not old enough to have a kid starting school.  Sigh, even bigger SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1635034865755689401?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1635034865755689401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1635034865755689401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1635034865755689401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1635034865755689401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-left-out-saddest-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7006236654540519842</id><published>2010-02-15T20:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:57:40.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just come and go around here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/S3oJYuIO5oI/AAAAAAAAAKE/budfsYIWUD8/s1600-h/PIC-0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/S3oJYuIO5oI/AAAAAAAAAKE/budfsYIWUD8/s200/PIC-0233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438669820307367554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/S3oJYjky5kI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ILEj0khcgNQ/s1600-h/PIC-0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/S3oJYjky5kI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ILEj0khcgNQ/s200/PIC-0230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438669817474377282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months is a good period of time to be away.  Not sure where time went.  Dillon is now 4 1/2 and my baby is almost 21 months!!!  Really, he is closing in on two??!!!  Yikes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over New Year's I got talked into a new workout...Insanity.  It is a killer.  No really.  I am not being dramatic.  I would rather run 10 miles than suffer through this most days.  I have learned though, I am stubborn and determined.  I am also getting very strong (possibly the best motivation).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot else going on.  I will attempt to keep up with this now, especially since my fan base has probably given up on me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7006236654540519842?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7006236654540519842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7006236654540519842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7006236654540519842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7006236654540519842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-come-and-go-around-here.html' title='I just come and go around here.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/S3oJYuIO5oI/AAAAAAAAAKE/budfsYIWUD8/s72-c/PIC-0233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1486911481440317314</id><published>2009-12-13T21:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:12:43.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's been a long while....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtA9LnKZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0b5BOQX4DF8/s1600-h/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtA9LnKZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0b5BOQX4DF8/s200/DSC_0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414924358917761426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtAkh7R3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/gT-b2wb2Fd4/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtAkh7R3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/gT-b2wb2Fd4/s200/DSC_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414924352300468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtAVfnHjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8MH7KdJI6fc/s1600-h/DSC_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtAVfnHjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8MH7KdJI6fc/s200/DSC_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414924348264226354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWs_7Gca2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3pR56TUsZxA/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWs_7Gca2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3pR56TUsZxA/s200/DSC_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414924341179345762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually tired updating after Halloween and something happened twice and it did not post, so I gave up.  Nothing new here.  Boys growing up.  Loving them...hating their attitudes at times...that is about it.  Moved.  Love the new house and community!  Work is good - work.  I am hoping to embark on some new and exciting things after the first of the year.   I will keep you posted.  Until then, here are some of the newest picture of the boys and our entire family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1486911481440317314?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1486911481440317314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1486911481440317314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1486911481440317314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1486911481440317314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-its-been-long-while.html' title='So it&apos;s been a long while....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SyWtA9LnKZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0b5BOQX4DF8/s72-c/DSC_0245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1475571647704953244</id><published>2009-10-11T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:56:42.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My family!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMyUFwwLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TgdgzXAk-Ig/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMyUFwwLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TgdgzXAk-Ig/s200/IMG_1917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391526499930128562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMxtsUGaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZuJoKhqK8Vw/s1600-h/IMG_1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMxtsUGaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZuJoKhqK8Vw/s200/IMG_1916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391526489622845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMw2bP1EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/daX7N_dFCQI/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMw2bP1EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/daX7N_dFCQI/s200/IMG_1914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391526474787312706" 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/13465206-1475571647704953244?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1475571647704953244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1475571647704953244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1475571647704953244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1475571647704953244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-family.html' title='My family!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StKMyUFwwLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TgdgzXAk-Ig/s72-c/IMG_1917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5866491644218248231</id><published>2009-10-10T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:06:37.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StEg86JVxVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TvvO26cIcwg/s1600-h/PIC-0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StEg86JVxVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TvvO26cIcwg/s200/PIC-0184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391126459711866194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Dillon wanted to play the wii (pronounced wee-uh by Dillon), so they all played together.  It is so cute to see.  Brodie is still sitting up there with them 15 minutes later.  I am hanging by myself in the background just getting to watch.  (I love it...sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5866491644218248231?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5866491644218248231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5866491644218248231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5866491644218248231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5866491644218248231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-boys.html' title='My boys!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/StEg86JVxVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TvvO26cIcwg/s72-c/PIC-0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7210124661618948382</id><published>2009-10-05T04:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T04:34:15.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot sleep.  Usually, I have no issues with sleep, but tonight/this morning is another story.  I have been up for at least a few hours tossing and turning so I caved and just got up.  I really want to get my workout over, but it is too dark to go outside and run alone and my Treadclimber is above Brodie's room.  I am sure Jason would enjoy me waking Brodie up at 4:30 am!!  So I will wait and then be too tired to do it after my LONG day at work.  Yep, forgot to mention that huh?  I have to work a long day which includes a focus group that I have to help facilitate. Joy!  I see caffeine my future...lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of my pregnancy days.  I had terrible insomnia towards the end of my pregnancies.  Most of it was from not being able to get comfortable.  I am a back sleeper and you cannot do that so well when you are pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe I can catch up later in the week.  Right.  Time to start packing up the house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7210124661618948382?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7210124661618948382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7210124661618948382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7210124661618948382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7210124661618948382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2987202213885699248</id><published>2009-10-01T20:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:49:59.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I broke down and did it...</title><content type='html'>I got my kiddos the flu shot.  I said I was not going to do it, but I did.  Poor Brodie has been so sick lately that I did not want to risk subjecting him to anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie had his 15 month well check this afternoon.  The kid is growing like a weed!  He is still in a lower percent for his weight (which is shocking - try carrying him) but he is a tall kid!  I should not be surprised...Dillon is too.  They get that from their great grandpa Ozenberger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that and the impending tubes...all is going well.  We have a contract on our house and it was inspected today.  Hopefully that will all go well.  Now, if we could just find a house!  YIKES!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2987202213885699248?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2987202213885699248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2987202213885699248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2987202213885699248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2987202213885699248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-broke-down-and-did-it.html' title='I broke down and did it...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6506317977121262143</id><published>2009-09-26T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:42:40.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind</title><content type='html'>I am behind.  I should be use to it by now.  Brodie has had two ear infections in the past 3 weeks or so.  We were referred to an ENT and he decided to put tubes in.  Brodie will get them put in on October 12th.  I am scared because it is surgery, but relieved to have this coming to an end - hopefully!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some other possible changes in the Ozenberger household, but I must hold off telling for a little while longer and I have to keep you coming back some how!  No, there are no more babies coming.  Rest assured, it is NOT that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than getting harassed every time I run and getting really sick of it, there is nothing new around here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6506317977121262143?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6506317977121262143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6506317977121262143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6506317977121262143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6506317977121262143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/09/behind.html' title='Behind'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2105292943902655714</id><published>2009-09-08T12:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:07:43.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Legs</title><content type='html'>I have dead legs and cannot for the life of me figure out why.  It is almost every time I run.  I am not over doing it.  I am resting.  I need help.  Any ideas?  PLEASE chime in if you have thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2105292943902655714?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2105292943902655714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2105292943902655714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2105292943902655714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2105292943902655714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/09/dead-legs.html' title='Dead Legs'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2022486521102303882</id><published>2009-09-06T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:08:35.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally recovery??</title><content type='html'>The past week has be utter HELL in the Ozenberger house.  Sunday afternoon and evening gave way to vomit fest at our house...well all of us except Brodie.  Monday brought a tooth pulling via surgery.  (Brodie fell in the driveway Saturday and cracked his tooth in half.)  Wednesday brought the discovery of Brodie having a double ear infection!  Righteous!  You cannot make stuff like this up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my Brodie back and we better all be out of the woods...at least for a few weeks.  :-)  I really owe a few people a HUGE THANK YOU!!!  You know who you are.  These people are priceless, especially when you do not have family around.  One of these people even got sick because they helped us when we needed it!  Meg - YOU RULE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2022486521102303882?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2022486521102303882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2022486521102303882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2022486521102303882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2022486521102303882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-recovery.html' title='Finally recovery??'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3299900329852081957</id><published>2009-08-28T14:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:36:42.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, blah, blah</title><content type='html'>That is what is going on in my head right now.  I knew I needed to update this, but that was all I had to say.  I still have nothing more to say, but the need to update got the best of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work; my family rocks; I have turned into a weekend warrior; I am looking for someone to keep my kids on Sept 19th and cannot find anyone not busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I will bore you with for now.  Tootles and have a good weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3299900329852081957?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3299900329852081957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3299900329852081957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3299900329852081957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3299900329852081957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, blah, blah'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7580614129649935104</id><published>2009-08-12T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:23:16.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it is not one thing...</title><content type='html'>It is ten others.  I was sick over the weekend.  Went to the doctor Monday and she thought it was the flu.  I did not have a test, because there was no point by that time.  There was nothing they could give me.  Now I have this sweet, lingering, dry cough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from school this morning and Brodie had a good fever...about 102, actually a little over.  Decided it was his ears.  I noticed he was pulling them.  He had a nasty cough too, but that has come and gone since the RSV in January.  Long story, short...no ear infection...it is pneumonia.  Fabulous!!  The best part was &lt;a href="http://theandersonadventure.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/chest_xray.364171042.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  No, that is not Brodie, but that is the exact contraption they put him in to get a chest x-ray.  I had to hold back the tears.  He is on two medicines and his fever has not broke yet.  Please pray for his recovery!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7580614129649935104?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7580614129649935104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7580614129649935104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7580614129649935104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7580614129649935104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-it-is-not-one-thing.html' title='If it is not one thing...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6754694099707894444</id><published>2009-08-07T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:43:37.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>I totally missed the the second movie in the Twilight series is coming out 11/20/09!!  Hello!!  That is awesome!  Made my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking this is the next girls night!  We will do drinks and then the movie.  Who's in???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6754694099707894444?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6754694099707894444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6754694099707894444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6754694099707894444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6754694099707894444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8956644242435200088</id><published>2009-07-25T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:58:15.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo-Hooo!!</title><content type='html'>I am officially Missouri's newest LPC (licensed professional counselor)!!  It has been a long time coming and I am very relieved!!  Took a lot of work in school, out of school and more.  I could not have done it without the support of my wonderful husband.  I had Dillon my last semester of grad school and that was hard leaving a baby to go back to class.  Thank you Jason for helping me reach my other dream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little celebration coming on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8956644242435200088?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8956644242435200088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8956644242435200088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8956644242435200088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8956644242435200088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoo-hooo.html' title='Whoo-Hooo!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8484659448556908127</id><published>2009-07-20T07:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:00:27.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind...</title><content type='html'>I am really behind.  Jason and I went to Cancun for a long weekend and it was AWESOME!  We are already making plans to go again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home with Dillon today.  Yesterday after church, we decided to take the boys to the zoo in STL.  (Ok, actually I decided and Jason indulged me.)  He was coughing a little while we were there, but we figured it was just allergies.  Of course by the end of the day he was pooped....fell asleep on the way home.  We ate dinner out and he just wanted to lay in his dad's lap.  Came home and took his temp. and it was 102.  It is still up this morning and he is coughing, so I guess it off to the Dr for us!  Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He birthday party is Saturday and I am going to attempt to make the cake.  Wish me luck!  It might suck, but I'll give it a whirl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8484659448556908127?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8484659448556908127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8484659448556908127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8484659448556908127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8484659448556908127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/07/behind.html' title='Behind...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2268395662016345972</id><published>2009-07-06T08:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:55:42.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go, Hmmm.</title><content type='html'>A nice old school reference for you all!!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie had his well check last Wednesday.  It was not enjoyable at all!  He is back on breathing treatments do to a wheeze.  The Dr is thinking it may be due to allergies, so we are giving him allergy medicine.  He had his ears irrigated.  No ear infection!!!  Shots...got raked over the coals a little for not giving him the chicken pox vaccine - mostly by a nurse we don't normally see.   To top it all off...he had to give blood for a lead test.  SWEET times!!  Kid always has been and still is a trooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, here is my rant.  I looked up his growth percentages based on the charts this morning.  He is in like the 95% for height and head circumference, but around the 5-10% for his weight!!  Have you seen my boy?  He is not skinny by any means.  (For the record, the Dr was not worried.)  Maybe this is what is wrong with the world's weight problem, to be "normal" weight as a baby, one has to be huge!!  Seriously! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...anyway, beyond the breathing treatments he is happy and healthy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2268395662016345972?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2268395662016345972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2268395662016345972&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2268395662016345972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2268395662016345972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-that-make-you-go-hmmm.html' title='Things that make you go, Hmmm.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5581113818905747482</id><published>2009-06-26T13:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:12:12.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPMNZfN0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/fYw_NcLRv_8/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPMNZfN0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/fYw_NcLRv_8/s200/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700434629113666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPL8BvDLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q7_ks58PS4k/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPL8BvDLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q7_ks58PS4k/s200/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700429966085298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPLQDMfjI/AAAAAAAAAII/9gJu4KmT_s0/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPLQDMfjI/AAAAAAAAAII/9gJu4KmT_s0/s200/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700418161049138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPLNUvxEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2FWKREIcwIs/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPLNUvxEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2FWKREIcwIs/s200/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700417429357634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPK9aX3RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QfN5N0LuZew/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPK9aX3RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QfN5N0LuZew/s200/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700413157989650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 1 year and 4 year pictures for the boys.  ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5581113818905747482?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5581113818905747482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5581113818905747482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5581113818905747482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5581113818905747482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babies.html' title='My babies!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SkUPMNZfN0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/fYw_NcLRv_8/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-132709474821045174</id><published>2009-06-19T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:04:12.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not content</title><content type='html'>I am restless...not content at all.  When I say this, I am not talking about my family.  I am talking about the way I feel with myself and things around me.  If you know me, you know that I often have had the feeling that I was destine to do something very big with my life.  I am not talking stardom or anything like that.  I doubt I will be famous...just big for my life.  I have always felt like there are big things on the horizon for me and my family.  That feeling went away about a year ago.  Not sure why or how.  I am guessing it did not go away.  I am guessing it was just buried since I was struggling with a new baby and trying to get my family somewhat balanced with adding a child.  Well, I think it is back.  I think that is why I am restless and not content.  It does not put me in a bad mood - it is just fustrating.  I think I know what I was meant to do and I need to figure out how to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out world!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-132709474821045174?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/132709474821045174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=132709474821045174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/132709474821045174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/132709474821045174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-content.html' title='not content'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7528938788341960098</id><published>2009-06-16T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:55:14.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM3D-tThI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qw2KQy6rhm8/s1600-h/soco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM3D-tThI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qw2KQy6rhm8/s200/soco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348109066347302418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM2zPbaSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JNNNR-c9WsI/s1600-h/trops2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM2zPbaSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JNNNR-c9WsI/s200/trops2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348109061854030114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM2i-mTtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mDet1f1s8Js/s1600-h/trops1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM2i-mTtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mDet1f1s8Js/s200/trops1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348109057488473810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I organized a girl's night out.  I had not had one in...I cannot even remember how long, so I thought the time was right.  Since my birthday is around the corner and all!!  Here are some pictures from the night.  They are not real good, but you can see we all had fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7528938788341960098?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7528938788341960098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7528938788341960098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7528938788341960098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7528938788341960098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SjhM3D-tThI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qw2KQy6rhm8/s72-c/soco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5283558522079293536</id><published>2009-06-12T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:06:24.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate's Landing</title><content type='html'>There is a kid's swim park in Columbia called Pirate's Cove.  My friend Kelci arrange for some of us gals and kids to meet there today.  I was apprehensive about taking the two boys alone...you know, water involved and all...but I decided to go anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were good and we all had a great time.  I am ready to take the boys back very soon.  Hopefully daddy can be in tow this time.  I am blessed to have two boys that love water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I am looking for a way to work only 4 days.  Hmmmm, any ideas?  My other option is not working during the summers.  I don't mind working...I would just like to work when I want to!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5283558522079293536?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5283558522079293536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5283558522079293536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5283558522079293536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5283558522079293536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/pirates-landing.html' title='Pirate&apos;s Landing'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4526066531160933917</id><published>2009-06-11T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:01:01.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY Brodie!!!  Why is it that this year has been so slow, yet sped by so fast all at once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Baby Boy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4526066531160933917?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4526066531160933917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4526066531160933917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4526066531160933917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4526066531160933917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-brodie-why-is-it-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5847527274562569487</id><published>2009-06-06T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:15:00.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought there was something up...</title><content type='html'>Brodie had been a little crabby this week.   I could not quite figure it out.  Last night after his bath, I noticed there was a tooth pushing through on the bottom in the back.  I felt the other side...it is not through yet, but I can feel it.  Molars!!  I totally forgot about them coming in before the incisors!  I read that these hurt the worse.  It just never seems to end on teeth pain for this kid!  So here we are just short of one year old and almost 10 teeth!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5847527274562569487?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5847527274562569487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5847527274562569487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5847527274562569487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5847527274562569487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-there-was-something-up.html' title='I thought there was something up...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-702478690393008206</id><published>2009-06-05T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:54:37.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We officially have a walker!  Brodie can stand up from a sitting position and take off.  He does that more often than not now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-702478690393008206?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/702478690393008206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=702478690393008206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/702478690393008206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/702478690393008206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-officially-have-walker-brodie-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7100143174292562773</id><published>2009-05-29T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:15:34.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walker?</title><content type='html'>Brodie is walking some.  This is new for me.  When Dillon learned to walk, he took off and ran.  Brodie will walk some but he falls a lot and then crawls.  I have noticed that he takes off now walking till he falls.  So my dilemma...when to count the walk for the record.  I know, sounds silly.  See you have to understand, I don't do baby books.  I keep a planner/calendar every year.  Folks, my life is in those calendars.  With that being said....I am missing 2006.  I remember a lot of when Dillon did all his milestones, but I would still like to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon starts swim lessons in a week and we are still trying to decide if we want to do soccer or not for this summer.  Some of his swim lesson interfere with the soccer.   We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7100143174292562773?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7100143174292562773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7100143174292562773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7100143174292562773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7100143174292562773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/walker.html' title='Walker?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3862287272808913928</id><published>2009-05-23T20:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:53:08.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to DTV</title><content type='html'>What does the countdown to DTV have to do with anything in my life?  Not too much except for the deadline is the day after Brodie turns one, so I have a constant reminder of how far away his first birthday is.  It is about 19 or 20 days away!!!  Guess I better get a party planned huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3862287272808913928?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3862287272808913928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3862287272808913928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3862287272808913928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3862287272808913928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/countdown-to-dt.html' title='Countdown to DTV'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1492305895949427739</id><published>2009-05-22T14:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:56:46.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our outdoor fun to start the weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ShcDWA2oe_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/N9KrGY24w08/s1600-h/PIC-0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ShcDWA2oe_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/N9KrGY24w08/s200/PIC-0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338739559992163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ShcDV5di4gI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9iHTUML5uHM/s1600-h/PIC-0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ShcDV5di4gI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9iHTUML5uHM/s200/PIC-0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338739558007890434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys your long weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1492305895949427739?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1492305895949427739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1492305895949427739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1492305895949427739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1492305895949427739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-outdoor-fun-to-start-weekend.html' title='Our outdoor fun to start the weekend!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ShcDWA2oe_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/N9KrGY24w08/s72-c/PIC-0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1634109711809454699</id><published>2009-05-15T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:48:51.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I guess it is time for an update.  Not too much new going on, except that in less than one month my baby will be one!  :-(  I stopped nursing him...he is a milk baby.  I was saddened, but I have to admit, I think Dad is kind of enjoying putting him to bed.  He has done it all week so far!!  I am so blessed to have a husband that is so interested in his kids and helping me out with them.  I hear horror stories about men not changing diapers and think - WOW!!  To each his own.  That is their prerogative, but I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon is quickly approaching four, which also in not possible.  He is absolutely obsessed with digging in the dirt.  Yes, 100% boy!!!  He has an eye doctor appointment this afternoon, so I hope all goes well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this weekend.  It is suppose to be nice and I want to get in a TON of family time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1634109711809454699?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1634109711809454699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1634109711809454699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1634109711809454699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1634109711809454699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-guess-it-is-time-for-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2265357325159171852</id><published>2009-05-02T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:16:13.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Date</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I get to go out and eat with my husband - ALONE!!  I am very excited about it.  We do not get to go out alone as much as we'd like.  Maybe, once every couple of months.  We do not have family close by and if you have kids, you know there is not people knocking down your door to babysit on a Saturday night!  How do we do it without a lot of alone time?  Sometimes we don't.  Sometimes it causes a lot of tension in our relationship.  We get through it though.  One day our kids will be older and we will get to do more again as a couple.  We were lucky enough to have couple time for seven years before Dillon was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bottom line is I am excited to get some time with my husband tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2265357325159171852?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2265357325159171852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2265357325159171852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2265357325159171852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2265357325159171852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/date.html' title='Date'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8917132222595700201</id><published>2009-05-01T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:03:57.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have had so much going on in my life that I have almost just disconnected.  To be totally honest, I am not sure I am ready to reconnect.  I am trying to stay reconnected at home for the sake of my family.  Again, being honest, I have not felt this lost in a long time.  I am trying to think positively...thinking this will only be a growing experience for me.  Hope, hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is May Day!  I did not have Dillon make any baskets, but it was ALWAYS something I did as a kid.  I have yet to find someone else that did it.  It must be an Iowa thing, or an era thing.  It sure does not look like May Day outside!!  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 10 days, Brodie will be 11 months old.  Dillon has already begun planning his fourth birthday party!  Watch out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday All!  Oh, I almost forgot...the cast comes off Tuesday!  YAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8917132222595700201?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8917132222595700201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8917132222595700201&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8917132222595700201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8917132222595700201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-had-so-much-going-on-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1285380594831950866</id><published>2009-04-20T21:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:19:30.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time just seems to fly by.  We had Parents as Teachers tonight.  I LOVE my parent educator.  She is awesome.  I think the thing I like the best is she makes me feel not crazy and it is ok when I fail as a parent...just remember the lesson for next time and move on.  It is a little like therapy for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our next appointment is two days before Brodie's 1st birthday.  My little baby boy will be one in less than two months!!  I am not sure where time has went.  The second kids are born you always look forward to the next event/milestone.  Those first few months are SOOO hard you wish your way right through them.  Then all the sudden you look back and say, "Slow down...stop growing up so fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie is crawling, pulling up and walking around things.  He is eating some real table food.  He is drinking whole milk and formula during the day (I still nurse him first thing in the morning and before bed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys are joy.  (Even now that Dillon is throwing MAJOR tantrums.)  They are super difficult, but the loves of my life...Dad included!!  I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1285380594831950866?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1285380594831950866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1285380594831950866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1285380594831950866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1285380594831950866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-just-seems-to-fly-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7641636769944540730</id><published>2009-04-13T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:55:43.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SeN8XOyGA_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/aAe618fdCqs/s1600-h/easter+morning+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324235923029099506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SeN8XOyGA_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/aAe618fdCqs/s200/easter+morning+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7641636769944540730?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7641636769944540730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7641636769944540730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7641636769944540730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7641636769944540730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SeN8XOyGA_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/aAe618fdCqs/s72-c/easter+morning+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2034264358823186083</id><published>2009-04-09T14:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:58:47.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/Sd6nzwzf7BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nc8JH-4Ame8/s1600-h/cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/Sd6nzwzf7BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nc8JH-4Ame8/s200/cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322876317314575378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night after dinner, Jason and I were cleaning up.  Dillon decided to go upstairs.  He decided to climb the baby gate (I am sorry to say, he has done it a million times) and fell.  We ran in and Jason checked him out.  Nothing appeared to be wrong.  The weird thing was he sat on the couch all night.  We were up with him all night and the next day it was swollen!  I loaded up the boys and took Dillon to work with me.  I finished up a few things and took him over to Urgent Care.  They did x-rays, but could not find anything.   The doctor was not buying it though cause of the pain and swelling.  They sent us to the orthopedic clinic at MU.  Long story - short, he has a fractured elbow and is in a full arm cast for 4 weeks!  He is doing well with it.  My poor little guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2034264358823186083?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2034264358823186083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2034264358823186083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2034264358823186083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2034264358823186083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/04/opps.html' title='Opps!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/Sd6nzwzf7BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nc8JH-4Ame8/s72-c/cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1985751442765321484</id><published>2009-04-04T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:39:49.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting here on a Saturday night, bored out of my mind!  Jason is gone to a bike race and the boys are now in bed.  I am seriously sitting here twiddling my thumbs.  My lovely angels kicked me all day long.  Dillon was a wild man and would not listen to me to save his life.  Brodie was GRUMPY, which is not like him.  I said it earlier and I will say it again, I am not sure how single parents do it.  I would die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to a better day tomorrow...yeah, right - it is suppose to rain.  That means we will be cooped up in the house all day!!  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1985751442765321484?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1985751442765321484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1985751442765321484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1985751442765321484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1985751442765321484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sitting-here-on-saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8530468023491345636</id><published>2009-03-29T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:50:01.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have felt a little off yesterday and today.  Not sure if it is the weather or what.  I am having some serious sadness about my babies.  Dillon is now approaching 4!!  And my baby...almost 10 months old!!  How can that be?  Brodie is standing on his own from about 5 - 10 seconds.  He is walking around holding on to everything he can find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that once your baby becomes a toddler, people all the sudden don't take as much of an interest in them?  It is very bazaar to me.  I guess everyone loves a baby!!  I can say, a baby does not talk back and question everything like a toddler does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good week.  I know those are random thoughts, but you should be use to that by now!  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8530468023491345636?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8530468023491345636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8530468023491345636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8530468023491345636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8530468023491345636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-felt-little-off-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7009053483958323561</id><published>2009-03-22T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:59:49.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWlI8WII/AAAAAAAAAG4/7ubpqebF4_E/s1600-h/toys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWlI8WII/AAAAAAAAAG4/7ubpqebF4_E/s200/toys2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316103923851614338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWbqkhcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rDN8Lik6sms/s1600-h/toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWbqkhcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rDN8Lik6sms/s200/toys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316103921308304834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWP96xBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/feKz-Mks6SU/s1600-h/brod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWP96xBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/feKz-Mks6SU/s200/brod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316103918168228882" 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;I uploaded them to Facebook, so I thought I would post them here too!  Note the brothers are partners in crime.  They loving tearing up the living room.  Dillon actually had to get in the basket to make sure all toys were out.  Brodie put each one in his mouth and when Dillon was done, he went into the kitchen to color!  Just had to have them out of the basket.  I swear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7009053483958323561?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7009053483958323561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7009053483958323561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7009053483958323561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7009053483958323561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-time.html' title='Picture time!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/ScaYWlI8WII/AAAAAAAAAG4/7ubpqebF4_E/s72-c/toys2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-58751360021300419</id><published>2009-03-19T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:57:51.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am most likely going to be without a job come July.  Our funding is getting cut due to the budget constraints of the state.  Actually, there is a lot more to it than that, but I will not waste my time rehashing it for you.  Ask me if you want to know...it is a wicked web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of looking for another job.  The problem is, I don't know where to start.  I like what I do and I guess I am hanging on to it a little too hard.  It sucks and it makes me in a bad mood quite a bit.  You see, I carry insurance for the family, so that is huge concern.  Plus, we cannot live on one salary, so I have to find something.  Now is not the time to be looking to switch jobs.  There is not a lot out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is, I am babbling.  Please pray for me and my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-58751360021300419?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/58751360021300419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=58751360021300419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/58751360021300419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/58751360021300419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-i-am-most-likely-going-to-be-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8017891340065102108</id><published>2009-03-14T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:27:02.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been real sick.  I has a flu test and it was negative, so now I am on antibiotics.  I feel better, but I am no where near 100% yet.  I will not be going back to work till Tuesday per Doctor's orders.  That is almost a week off (of course for the wrong reasons!)!  Everyone else is sick too.  Brodie is on his third round of antibiotics.  Dillon is coughing and Jason is coughing and congested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie is officially 9 months old.  He is crawling like speed racer and is walking around everything.  He uses his walking toy to go all  over.  He just can't figure out how to turn it around.  I am thinking of starting some cow's milk here in about a month.  I know it is early, but we started Dillon early and he is good.  Well he is rotten to the core, but I doubt it is from cow's milk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hopefully this next week will bring warmer temperatures and health back to our family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8017891340065102108?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8017891340065102108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8017891340065102108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8017891340065102108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8017891340065102108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-been-real-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8045593241219594699</id><published>2009-03-03T21:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:18:50.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby?</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here thinking...realizing at in a few more days, my baby will be 9 months old!!  Where does time go?  The older I get, the faster it goes.  I know understand what my mom use to say when we were kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8045593241219594699?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8045593241219594699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8045593241219594699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8045593241219594699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8045593241219594699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby.html' title='My baby?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5249152798737518347</id><published>2009-02-28T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:55:43.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing that has ever happened to me...</title><content type='html'>My husband and my children.  Pure joy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5249152798737518347?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5249152798737518347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5249152798737518347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5249152798737518347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5249152798737518347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-thing-that-has-ever-happened-to-me.html' title='The best thing that has ever happened to me...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-352712173670368892</id><published>2009-02-28T10:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:36:58.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4-day school week</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://www.newstribune.com/articles/2009/02/25/news_state/310state11week.txt"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; today and this is the first I have heard of this!!  I understand what they are thinking regarding saving the school districts money, but I want to know what parents will do when they have to either take off a day of work (therefore cutting their hours and income) or having to pay an extra full day of childcare each week (again, cutting their income).  (And I am in no way equating school with childcare, but once a child enters school, parents usually do not have to rely on day care.)  I think people are missing that point.  Tax payers money fund schools anyway, so some of the taxpayers would get hit twice.  I assume the schools would institute a "adventure club" kind of programs for Fridays or Mondays - whatever day they choose not to be in session, but if you live in Columbia, you know how expensive that is for parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure they have thought this through completely, but the is the norm for state government!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-352712173670368892?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/352712173670368892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=352712173670368892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/352712173670368892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/352712173670368892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-day-school-week.html' title='4-day school week'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6500936754967421283</id><published>2009-02-26T21:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:11:41.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2</title><content type='html'>Brodie has another ear infection.  I took him to the doctor yesterday after not being able to shake a fever.  His left ear is infected.  I swear!  Dillon never had an ear infection and Brodie has had two now. The one thing people don't tell you about having kids is...it is ALWAYS something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is approaching the 9 month mark...I am thinking June will be here in no time.  He is almost 19 pounds - I will soon be signing him up for the NFL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon is just amazing me more and more each day.  He is a smart little boy.  Every parent thinks their kid is smart of course, but the Parents as Teachers educator kind of confirmed our thinking tonight...Dillon is exceptionally intelligent!!  Great, I guess Brodie and I will be the dummies in the house!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6500936754967421283?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6500936754967421283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6500936754967421283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6500936754967421283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6500936754967421283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/round-2.html' title='Round 2'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2683634542154976292</id><published>2009-02-18T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:13:33.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you may know, I had to go on a work trip.  I left Sunday afternoon and got back late last night/  I missed my boys terribly bad!  I think Dillon's vocabulary grew and Brodie just grew.  Brodie is getting to be such a big boy!  I cannot believe it.  He is motoring along EVERYWHERE now.  He is unstoppable.  I was hanging out with D and B this afternoon and noticed another odd thing.  Brodie is getting two more top teeth.  That is a total of 6 people.  He is 8 1/2 months old!!!  There is one coming in on the bottom too, so that will put him to 7.  When they are in, I am through feeding him baby food...he can eat table food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, my baby is becoming a little boy and I am going to go cry.  "Hurry up and grow up - no wait, stop!!" (If you are a parent, you will understand that.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2683634542154976292?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2683634542154976292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2683634542154976292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2683634542154976292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2683634542154976292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-you-may-know-i-had-to-go-on-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6042425488558116198</id><published>2009-02-15T14:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:07:06.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot even begin to tell you how much I am enjoying running again!!  I'm still slow, but who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6042425488558116198?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6042425488558116198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6042425488558116198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6042425488558116198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6042425488558116198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cannot-even-begin-to-tell-you-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3189355011501937377</id><published>2009-02-14T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:17:02.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got nothing.  I can't even make anything up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3189355011501937377?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3189355011501937377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3189355011501937377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3189355011501937377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3189355011501937377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-648105060474552868</id><published>2009-02-07T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:06:15.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning</title><content type='html'>I let Steve and my wonderful husband talk me into doing a hour long spinning class this morning.  Steve taught it and assured me I could do it.  Yep.  I did it, but man it was hard!  I should have worn my heart rate monitor...actually I am glad I did not.  I am sure your heart should not beat that fast for a hour straight w/o it stopping!  Did I mention I was out of shape?  For heaven's sake, how long does it take to get back to some level of fitness???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome neighbor asked me tonight if I had lost weight!  I am not sure if he was kissing up (for what reason I don't know) or just making small talk and picked a topic all women like to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to see if I can walk in the a.m.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-648105060474552868?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/648105060474552868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=648105060474552868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/648105060474552868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/648105060474552868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/spinning.html' title='Spinning'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7084894792130118213</id><published>2009-02-02T20:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:59:23.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw me a bone!</title><content type='html'>Finally, got some interest in the Joe Biden story.  Two years ago I went to DC for work.  We have a Capitol Hill day where we meet with our legislators.  Senator Bond's office gave us a tour of the Capitol the last day we were there.  It rocked.  The staff took us really cook places off the beaten path.  It was a hot day up on the Hill, actually there was snow, but they had a role call vote and all the people were in the house!!  (So to speak.)  We were up in the gallery and saw most of them cast their votes.  John Kerry looks like hell in real life.  Anyway, we saw Hillary in the tunnels.  She waved and said hi.  We were on the elevator with my boy, John McCain.  We rode the train through the tunnels and when we got off the train, Joe Biden came up to us and introduced himself and ask what brought us to DC.  He had me at hello.  He was an awesome guy to talk to and SUPER nice.  I know we made a connection!  ;-)  Some day I will call in that favor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7084894792130118213?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7084894792130118213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7084894792130118213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7084894792130118213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7084894792130118213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/02/throw-me-bone.html' title='Throw me a bone!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2658693729115995276</id><published>2009-01-31T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:50:29.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is SOO funny!</title><content type='html'>How could DOT not laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcdfw.com/traffic_autos/transit/Zombies-Run-TxDOT-is-Not-Amused.html"&gt;Zombies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2658693729115995276?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2658693729115995276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2658693729115995276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2658693729115995276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2658693729115995276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-soo-funny.html' title='This is SOO funny!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8617687547746539675</id><published>2009-01-29T13:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:53:09.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Does Joe Biden ever change suits?  I swear I see him wearing the exact same thing all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever tell you about the time I met Joe Biden?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8617687547746539675?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8617687547746539675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8617687547746539675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8617687547746539675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8617687547746539675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-892354875623393095</id><published>2009-01-26T20:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:55:46.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it - had it!!</title><content type='html'>I am tried of constantly being in contact with people that have no clue what it is like to live in the real world.  I mean come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't for one minute think you even have the slightest idea about me because you "know me" or can relate to me on some minuscule level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it fun when I talk all cryptic???!!!  (How is that for English?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-892354875623393095?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/892354875623393095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=892354875623393095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/892354875623393095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/892354875623393095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-it-had-it.html' title='That&apos;s it - had it!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6662020166488790535</id><published>2009-01-23T13:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:49:07.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a therapist!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, this is what I went to graduate school for.  I am currently not practicing, but am starting to get the itch to do so again.  I would really like to do some therapy on the side.  I am thinking of incorporating the talk portion of the therapy into some sort of exercise.  Why you may ask?  When I was training for the marathon I never completed, some of the best conversations I had (and the most therapeutic) were while I was running.  There is something cleansing about exercise so it seems like a good fit.  And a lot of people talk about wanting/needing to lose weight in counseling sessions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  Am I on to something?  Would you do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6662020166488790535?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6662020166488790535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6662020166488790535&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6662020166488790535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6662020166488790535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-be-therapist.html' title='I want to be a therapist!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7336832181432519011</id><published>2009-01-20T14:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:19:18.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofballs!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SXYxWfjT23I/AAAAAAAAAGg/s-XHQ053D3g/s1600-h/IMG_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SXYxWfjT23I/AAAAAAAAAGg/s-XHQ053D3g/s200/IMG_1512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293472674517080946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this for a motley crew?  Brodie looks like he is thinking, "HELP!!  Dad, stop taking pictures and save me!!"  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7336832181432519011?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7336832181432519011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7336832181432519011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7336832181432519011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7336832181432519011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/goofballs.html' title='Goofballs!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SXYxWfjT23I/AAAAAAAAAGg/s-XHQ053D3g/s72-c/IMG_1512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-942352618511246154</id><published>2009-01-19T20:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:46:50.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He did it!  Brodie is crawling.  It is still a little shaking, but folks, we are off!!  Big brother is already annoyed because the first thing Brodie does is crawl over to big brother's toys.  The gloves will be coming off soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take Brodie to the Doctor tomorrow for a follow-up appointment.  Hopefully, they will let me take him back to day care.  I need to get back to work.  (Wow!  Did I say that?)  Mommy needs some adult conversation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-942352618511246154?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/942352618511246154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=942352618511246154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/942352618511246154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/942352618511246154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-did-it-brodie-is-crawling.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-242762272849020078</id><published>2009-01-19T08:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:24:01.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really had higher expectations for our next President.</title><content type='html'>This is an piece from a story on abc.com about the inauguration.   I had hoped Obama was for the people and not for the executives.  I guess the "average Joe" does not pay his salary - the salary that allows him to send his children to private schools anyway!!  This must be how the bankers say thank you for being allowed their bonuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The biggest group of donors were none other than the recently bailed-out Wall Street executives and employees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "The finance sector is well represented, despite its recent troubles," Ritsch said. "Those who worked in finance still managed to pull together nearly $7 million for the inauguration." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The donors will get some of the best seats in the house for the inauguration, as well as admittance to some of the best balls and other events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13465206-242762272849020078?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/242762272849020078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=242762272849020078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/242762272849020078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/242762272849020078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-had-higher-expectations-for.html' title='I really had higher expectations for our next President.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-488818667713787080</id><published>2009-01-17T19:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:07:27.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My baby is sick as you all know.  We ended up at the urgent care clinic this morning and found out he has RSV.  I feel so bad for this little guy.  He is on breathing treatments and has had 2 already today.  He seems to be doing a little better.  I will have to take him to our Doctor on Tuesday to follow-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing I have learned from being married and having kids it's that "it is always something"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-488818667713787080?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/488818667713787080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=488818667713787080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/488818667713787080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/488818667713787080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-baby-is-sick-as-you-all-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4287380457831560456</id><published>2009-01-15T20:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:40:56.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying I have been VERY angry lately.  It is mostly at stuff I cannot control and I am not usually like that.  If it is out of my control, I usually let it go.  I am just really tired of being surrounding by idiots.  The icing on my cake, believe it or not, was a story Jason told me about one of his co-workers.  No bearing on my life at all (beside taking my tax paying $), but still...I am thinking, from here on out, I will refuse to tolerate stupidity and laziness.  We need to resort back to survival of the fittest.  I am game - try and keep up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough spewing of hate for this evening.  Tomorrow is another day and it is Friday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4287380457831560456?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4287380457831560456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4287380457831560456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4287380457831560456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4287380457831560456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-me-start-by-saying-i-have-been-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2404399307351048346</id><published>2009-01-13T20:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:00:40.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You may or may not know about what I do for a living.  Part of my position has me working with legislation.  Today I got to meet with Chris Kelly, a Representative from these parts, actually SOBOCO.  He is a nice guy - a straight shooter, but seems like a good guy.  For as many years as I have been doing this, legislators still intimidate me.  I know my stuff and they still make me nervous.  I cannot for the life of me figure it out.  I can testify in front of a committee and talk to anyone I meet,including the media, but part me one on one with a legislator and I sweat!!  Maybe I have issues with people in power???  Analyze that one for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2404399307351048346?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2404399307351048346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2404399307351048346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2404399307351048346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2404399307351048346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-may-or-may-not-know-about-what-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2420234875369244689</id><published>2009-01-11T20:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:57:17.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have really decided that I do not want to work anymore.  The trick - trying to find someone to pay me my current salary to do NOTHING.  You see, I don't want to not work alone though.  I want Jason to not have to work too.  We could all hang out together, live and not have to worry about paying bills.  I guess that is called winning the lottery or getting a big inheritance.  Since neither is on our horizon - I guess I can dream, huh?  It is not that I do not like my job - I just think life is too short for anyone to have to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my next post where I will be talking about little elves and magic rainbows.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;Man, I am really funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2420234875369244689?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2420234875369244689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2420234875369244689&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2420234875369244689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2420234875369244689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-really-decided-that-i-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6718412406783282736</id><published>2009-01-09T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:56:08.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He said it!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Brodie said "ma-ma"!!!!!!! Dillon said "da-da" first, so it is only fitting that my second would say "ma-ma" first. It is so cute! I am so proud!! He is also straightening his legs when he gets up on all fours - like he is going to crab walk. It will be interesting to see if he really crawls or just goes straight to walking. So much for my baby! He is growing up so fast!! :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6718412406783282736?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6718412406783282736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6718412406783282736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6718412406783282736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6718412406783282736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-said-it.html' title='He said it!!!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8453636189519667573</id><published>2009-01-07T07:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:34:00.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Holiday Blues</title><content type='html'>I am suffering from a major case of the post holiday blues.  I usually do not, but this year it hit me hard.  Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it for us - back to work and getting back into our normal routine.  Dillon read his dad a book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; bed last night.  I know he has it memorized, but he follows the words with his fingers while he says it.  I think the connections are being made.  Little crap will probably be a genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8453636189519667573?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8453636189519667573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8453636189519667573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8453636189519667573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8453636189519667573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/post-holiday-blues.html' title='Post Holiday Blues'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7574625607144298614</id><published>2009-01-02T07:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:31:08.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new year is here.  I am not sure I am making any resolutions.  Maybe next year.  I still need to survive the first year of two children.  I am more than half way there and just about the time I am thinking it is getting easier - something slaps me in the face.  (I still love it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C and K came up for a visit and they were awesome about keeping Dillon occupied.  It gave Jason and I a little break.  The dogs kept him entertained too!  We had some people in for New Year's Eve and it was A LOT of fun!  Thank you to everyone who came and shared yummy food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So best wishes to all this new year and have fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7574625607144298614?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7574625607144298614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7574625607144298614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7574625607144298614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7574625607144298614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8380916141541670266</id><published>2008-12-29T12:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:30:07.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started a new &lt;a href="http://babyandboobieadvice.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Check it out and pass it along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8380916141541670266?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8380916141541670266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8380916141541670266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8380916141541670266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8380916141541670266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-started-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8979549595011712239</id><published>2008-12-28T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:03:44.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It is so hard to believe it was here and is now gone!  I love this time of year.  We traveled and are VERY glad to be home.  I am very excited to sleep in my bed tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason is a happy man.  He got his hot little hands on a Wii.  It is a lot of fun.  Dillon likes to play it too.  We will be playing it New Year's Eve with drinks if you'd like to stop in.  (Ok people, that is invite #2.  Is anyone going to take me up on my New Year's festivities?  Kelci?  Kelly?  Leslie?  Bon Bon?)  Curt and Krista will be here.  We'll have the kids and dogs!!  K and I are going to do the 5K early that afternoon.  Let me know, so I can make enough food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a lovely Christmas.  Here's to a great 2009!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8979549595011712239?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8979549595011712239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8979549595011712239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8979549595011712239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8979549595011712239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-2450818531101745099</id><published>2008-12-23T07:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:24:55.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My tag:</title><content type='html'>1.Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - I do not like egg nog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?&lt;br /&gt;Puts them under the tree.  (We talked about this at work yesterday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?&lt;br /&gt;white on the tree - colored on the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;No and I wonder why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up?&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)?&lt;br /&gt;noodles and turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite holiday memory as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Running up stairs very quickly and hoping in bed b/c my older brother shouted , "he is here - I saw his boot coming in the front door."  Or something like that.  They were actually my dad's boots sitting by the front door!  I am not sure to this day if he really thought that or if it was a trick to get me to bed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not unless Santa comes early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree?&lt;br /&gt;Just with what I have collected since we have been married.  It is cool now b/c Dillon is making ornaments for the tree and those are my FAVORITE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you ice skate?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, but I am not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you remember your favorite gift?&lt;br /&gt;No, I loved Christmas as a child and most everything I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?&lt;br /&gt;Mom's punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;br /&gt;Church on Christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What tops your tree?&lt;br /&gt;a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Which do you prefer giving or receiving?&lt;br /&gt;Giving, especially to my kids.  Oh who am I kidding, I like to receive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite Christmas Song?&lt;br /&gt;O holy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum?&lt;br /&gt;YUMMO!  Except, I have found they are a different consistency now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;A necklace with my boy's initials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you attend an annual Christmas Party?&lt;br /&gt;Just the work one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you dress up on Christmas or wear PJs?&lt;br /&gt;lounge clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you own a santa hat?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who do you normally spend Christmas with?&lt;br /&gt;family, always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-2450818531101745099?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2450818531101745099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=2450818531101745099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2450818531101745099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/2450818531101745099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-tag.html' title='My tag:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4033900788356854494</id><published>2008-12-21T20:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:54:04.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The count down is on...Santa is coming to our house a little early.  I am getting excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold weather kept us inside most of the day.  We did venture out for lunch and then went straight home again.  Dillon has cabin fever.  I did make it out to the mall and the grocery store and nearly froze in the process.  I have to admit, Jason built fires in the fireplace a bunch this weekend and it makes our house so cozy.  I love it!  I could sit in front of it all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days of work and then some much needed vacation.  I think Jason is going to take off too so we can spend some time together as a family.  We are chilling here on New Years if you need a place to go!  Food, drinks, trains and drool!!!  What more could you ask for!?!  I think Krista and I are going to attempt the First Night 5K on New Year' Eve.  You should join us for that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4033900788356854494?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4033900788356854494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4033900788356854494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4033900788356854494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4033900788356854494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/count-down-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7505797561799522070</id><published>2008-12-16T20:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:02:59.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>Kind of anyway.  I stayed home cause I did not want to try to go in to work and drive with two small children.  I did some work here at home - ah, the joys of having that technology!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was FREEZING in the house all day.  I was baffled.  I tacked a blanket up over the door, put tape on the front window where I thought I felt a breeze.  Nothing seemed to help.  I tried to light a fire in the fireplace and I suck, so it did not take.  Freezing all the way!  Jason got home and started his investigation.  Well, come to find out the window behind our tv was cracked open at the top.  HELLO, negative wind chills!!  No wonder I was freezing.  I swear - could I be any more dumb!!??  (Don't answer that question!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day - telling Dillon he was not going to school and he announced, "Yeah Mommy!  Now we can watch PBS kids all night!"&lt;br /&gt;Bummer of the day - I had to cancel my hair appointment and now I cannot get in till after Christmas!  Stupid weather!   I need a color and a cut BAD!!!  So bad that I would for go the color and just take a cut!  Also, I got up at 4:30 am and rode the trainer, showered and then found out it was too bad to drive in.   Can you say should of stayed in bed?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7505797561799522070?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7505797561799522070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7505797561799522070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7505797561799522070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7505797561799522070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8841363741089046609</id><published>2008-12-11T14:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:49:38.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday boy!!</title><content type='html'>Brodie is 6 months old today.  I cannot believe it.  I know I say that all the time, but time has flown!  He got his shots today - YUCK!  He weighs 17 pounds and 3 ounces and is 26 inches long.  He has grown 6 inches in 6 months!  He is a big boy, but I have a feeling he is slowing down, especially since he is starting to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.  We are taking the boys to a new place.  It is a pediatric clinic through the university.  We took Brodie in about a month ago and then this time for his check-up.  Both times, the doctor has raked me over the coals about flu shots.  I always decline them.  Today it did not make them too happy, but oh well.  I guess free-will has gone away.  She went as far as to tell me, "You don't want him to end up in ICU."  If she knew any prevention theory, she would know scare tactics are not proven to have lasting effects.  So any way, leave me alone.  I am not getting my family the flu shot.  (Jason agrees with me.)  I am not anal about a lot of things, but I am with the flu shot and the chicken pox vaccine.  So there you go, way more than you wanted to know about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8841363741089046609?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8841363741089046609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8841363741089046609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8841363741089046609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8841363741089046609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday boy!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4366305038903114581</id><published>2008-12-07T12:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:52:31.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Preview:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/STwaWxYTcqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6uhCsS0ImVY/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/STwaWxYTcqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6uhCsS0ImVY/s200/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277121841886098082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw it first here.  Christmas pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed the Jingle Bell 5k yesterday.  I posted an ok time.  Nothing great, but not too bad for having two small children and being out of shape.  I ran the entire thing - which was my goal!  And, I am happy to report that I did not get beat by any walkers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4366305038903114581?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4366305038903114581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4366305038903114581&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4366305038903114581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4366305038903114581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/sneak-preview.html' title='Sneak Preview:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/STwaWxYTcqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6uhCsS0ImVY/s72-c/DSC_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7763701346087283345</id><published>2008-12-05T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:14:40.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You are getting sleeping...</title><content type='html'>I got hypnotized on Tuesday night.  We had a conference at work and entertainment for Tuesday night was a hypnotist from the Lake.  I decided to volunteer thinking it would be fun.  At first, it was not working.  I was not letting my mind go.  Finally, I gave in and let go.  I hear I was the star of the show.  The funny thing is, I remember bits and pieces, but not all of it.  It was, in my opinion, close to an out of body experience.  Hypnotism is not for those that cannot let someone else be in control of their mind for a few minutes.  It was hard for me, but I finally gave it and did it.  There are a few funny things I did, like every time I left the room we were in I had to switch my shoes to the different foot and when I came back in the room, vice versa.  I knew he told us this command, and it seemed silly - I just had the overwhelming urge to do it.  Weird.  I am now really interested in hypnosis and the power of the mind!  I can tell more stories about it, but I am now tired of typing.  Happy Friday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7763701346087283345?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7763701346087283345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7763701346087283345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7763701346087283345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7763701346087283345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-getting-sleeping.html' title='You are getting sleeping...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-9075694496755067501</id><published>2008-11-28T08:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:38:09.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!!</title><content type='html'>Wanna know what happens when you have some (ok, a lot) of extra weight on your body and then you run in broken down shoes?  You hurt the outside of your foot - to the point you can hardly walk.  I am trying to get in enough miles to complete the Jingle Bell run next weekend here in Columbia.  I am up to running 40 minutes (I know - sad, esp. when I think of what kind of shape I was in a few years ago!) and did that yesterday.  I knew I needed new shoes, but I was waiting till Christmas.  Bad idea.  My body revolted.  New shoes are ordered.  I just hope it heals by next Saturday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-9075694496755067501?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/9075694496755067501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=9075694496755067501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/9075694496755067501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/9075694496755067501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/ouch.html' title='OUCH!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5137265131947848044</id><published>2008-11-27T07:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:03:24.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised -</title><content type='html'>Here is my story I have been meaning to tell for a few weeks.   I had to go to STL for work a few weeks ago.  I met a co-worker in Kingdom City and rode with her.  When we got back to my car later that afternoon, my battery was dead.  I guess I left my lights on.  Like any good boy scout, neither one of us had jumper cables.  I went into the McDonald's to ask the workers.  I asked the first lady I saw - she was cleaning up the dinning room.  She told me she had some and then grilled if I was a customer.  I told her I was not planning to eat that day, but if it was deal breaker, I would buy something.  I assured her I had a 3 year old and we frequented McDonald's.  To move on, she got the cables, we jumped my car, and I took them in to her.  I thanked her and was ready to walk away when she asked of she could share something with me.  Not being rude, I agreed.  She proceeded to tell me that cremation was bad - it hurt and I should in no way, ever consider it.  Human bodies were not meant for cremation and it was painful.  Please don't do it.  I just smiled, thanked her again and walked away.  Obviously there are religious view behind this, but seriously!  Why would she not be worried about my soul and just the vessel?  I am not too hip on cremation, but I am not sure it matters what happens to my body once I am dead.  I mean I am no longer there!  Anyway, I know some religions have very strong views on this.  Just an interesting story!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Twilight last night.  While it was lacking in places, I am totally smitten with Edward!!  Too bad stuff like that does not exist in real life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5137265131947848044?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5137265131947848044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5137265131947848044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5137265131947848044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5137265131947848044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-promised.html' title='As promised -'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-499172779664468904</id><published>2008-11-23T19:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:18:04.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not crazy!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, that might not be a true statement, but at least I am not delusional!  Brodie has a little tooth poking through!  I knew it!  The past couple days, he has been VERY finicky about eating.  I knew something was up.  It is too cute.  Once I can really see it, I will try and get a picture for you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-499172779664468904?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/499172779664468904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=499172779664468904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/499172779664468904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/499172779664468904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-crazy.html' title='I am not crazy!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3987895445177697894</id><published>2008-11-21T09:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:07:17.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I still have not told my weird story.  I have been uber busy.  I will try this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you going to see&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Twilight"&lt;/span&gt; tonight ----  I HATE YOU!!  (I mean that nicely!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3987895445177697894?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3987895445177697894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3987895445177697894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3987895445177697894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3987895445177697894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-still-have-not-told-my-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-895223675434366482</id><published>2008-11-13T07:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:46:56.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I am over my drama and I am aware that I am not going to die from lack of sleep.  I told myself what I would like to tell many, many people - "suck it up".  Every once in a while I like to throw a little pity party for myself, but then I realize it gets me nowhere!  I am still tired, but I have two kids.  Life will go on and one day I will wish my kids were little again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, I usually listen to Mancow in the morning on the way to work.  I like him at times.  Sometimes he is so in line with my thinking it is scary.  Anyway, yesterday he was talking about his belief that there are no accidents in life.  Everything is the way it is for a reason...you are where you are for a reason.  I have been thinking about this a lot and I realize that it is very true, just very hard to remember at times.  Heck, I am writing this and passing it along for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of passing along a story.  I have a story from Monday that I will write about later.  It is great, so stay tuned!   (Hey, I got to do something to keep you coming back!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-895223675434366482?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/895223675434366482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=895223675434366482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/895223675434366482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/895223675434366482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-i-am-over-my-drama-and-i-am-aware.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4468530208720784398</id><published>2008-11-11T08:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:23:20.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to be dramatic, but...</title><content type='html'>can you die from not getting enough sleep?  I already feel like I have but I am just walking around as a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How is that for drama?  Eat your heart out Dillon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4468530208720784398?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4468530208720784398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4468530208720784398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4468530208720784398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4468530208720784398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-to-be-dramatic-but.html' title='Not to be dramatic, but...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1150175147512347574</id><published>2008-11-09T11:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:14:58.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No sleep till....</title><content type='html'>Who knows when.  I mean how long can a kid teeth for?  Don't answer that.  I remember when Dillon cut teeth.  He was a bear.  So naturally, his brother is being the same way.  He has been grumpy and not sleeping through the night!  Joy for me!  If any one would like to come spend the night, let me know!  Having one kid is a savior for #2.  You know that all this baby stuff one day ends (ie:  I know I will get to sleep again one day!).  Then it is bittersweet.  They are more self sufficient, but not your baby anymore.  If you have children, you know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like cold weather, but this has slapped me in the face.I hate being stuck inside with the kiddos.  I am still attempting to run a bit in hopes to do the Jingle Bell run in December.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1150175147512347574?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1150175147512347574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1150175147512347574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1150175147512347574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1150175147512347574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-sleep-till.html' title='No sleep till....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5290285618699032586</id><published>2008-11-07T07:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:40:27.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Hello Friday!!  This had been a long week.  I had to go to KC for a meeting on Wednesday.  Drove up for a 3 hour meeting and then back home.  I forgot how tiring that is!  I am getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie has been eating cereal.  I know, I know...I gave it to him early.  I have justification.  He is the size of a 6 month old!  So now we started feeding him some veggies at dinner.  He LOVES sweet potatoes and carrots.  Not too keen on squash and sweet peas, but we will try again.  He really likes his food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy - it was GREAT to hear from you via my blog.  Drop me an e-mail.  We miss you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5290285618699032586?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5290285618699032586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5290285618699032586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5290285618699032586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5290285618699032586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6669510963158425171</id><published>2008-11-04T09:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:17:08.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to be when you grow up?</title><content type='html'>I asked Dillon this question last night out of the blue.  It had been a long night and I was grasping at strings to occupy him.  His answer?  I am happy to report that Dillon would like to be a clown.  I asked him what his clown name would be and he replied, "D".  (BTW:  I was a good mom and replied that I thought that was a great choice!  What other option do I have when he is 3? If he is still saying that at 18 - we'll talk!)  I then asked what little brother was going to be when he grew up.  Dillon told me Brodie was going to be a doctor - a surgery doctor!  There you have it...a clown and a surgeon!!  What more could a mom ask for?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6669510963158425171?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6669510963158425171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6669510963158425171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6669510963158425171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6669510963158425171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow-up.html' title='What do you want to be when you grow up?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4263056362773041929</id><published>2008-11-03T08:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:04:23.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My two cents:</title><content type='html'>So I never thought I would be an advocate for breastfeeding.  I breastfed Dillon for about 7 weeks - he was a terrible eater.  This time around, it is better.  Brodie is a good eater.  I started out thinking I would just nurse while I was on maternity leave, but he is so easy to feed I decided to keep it up.  Then I thought I would do it 3 or 4 months and I kept going.  I am almost at 5 months - it is still hard at times, but everything worth it is hard.  Plus, I am not sure we could afford to buy formula with the prices going up so much.  I am shooting for 6 months and then I will re-evaluate the situation.  I will most likely have to go to Washington DC in February for work and I am not sure how I would continue being gone for 4 days.  So I might need to ween the end of January.  Anyway, back to my first thought...I truly believe it is something that every  mother should try.  At least for a few days or a few weeks.  Is it hard - yes!  Is is worth it - VERY MUCH!  I have a few friends that did it exclusively and I rely on them for support.  Why do you ask - you'd think people would support you in this.  Nope and that is one of the hardest things.  I nursed Brodie at a Thomas event we took Dillon to in STL.  I went to the diaper changing/nursing tent.  People still looked at me like I had a third eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want a medal, no thanks.  Just wanted to voice my views on this topic.  Am I Super Women?  Yes, but most mothers are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4263056362773041929?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4263056362773041929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4263056362773041929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4263056362773041929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4263056362773041929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-two-cents.html' title='My two cents:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6696531095343377054</id><published>2008-10-27T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:07:55.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He did it!</title><content type='html'>Brodie rolled over!!  Watch out world!   Yikes, I better find the baby gates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6696531095343377054?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6696531095343377054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6696531095343377054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6696531095343377054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6696531095343377054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-did-it.html' title='He did it!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4703338434775012662</id><published>2008-10-26T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:40:31.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am pretty sure I am the worst mother ever!  Dillon wanted cheese crackers for breakfast, so guess what?   He is eating cheese crackers for breakfast.  Sometimes I do not want to fight so early in the morning.  At least it is not candy, right?  That is only once a year at Easter.  He gets candy for breakfast that day.  (How can you say no to him wanting to eat it after he worked so hard to find it.)  Guess it could be &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://bp2.blogger.com/_mmBw3uzPnJI/R3QPiuqaBgI/AAAAAAAAKxU/6LdvIv_l55E/s400/worst_parents_010.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://damncoolpics.blogspot.com/2007/12/worst-parent-of-year-awards-2007.html%3FshowComment%3D1198876860000&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=333&amp;amp;sz=25&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;sig2=KUY_BeLWsDSj6LwOHgiV3A&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__i3DzJkNs-LhU3n1_pagYMaRpsmI=&amp;amp;tbnid=_duxEl6ib3F8GM:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=103&amp;amp;ei=uIAESfiBKp36NJ6w2PsM&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dworst%2Bparent%2Bof%2Bthe%2Byear%2Baward%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26channel%3Ds%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;worse&lt;/a&gt;, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie is so close to rolling over.  He actually does it all the way, but cannot get his arm out that is under him.  I suspect in the next couple days he will master it.  Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4703338434775012662?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4703338434775012662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4703338434775012662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4703338434775012662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4703338434775012662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-pretty-sure-i-am-worst-mother-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3101872070824970764</id><published>2008-10-25T13:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:27:42.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>So I finally decided to read again for fun.  I started this book and am totally hooked.  I love it.  I read and read and my mind just imagines the entire story.  I usually have a problem imagining the story as I read, but not now.  I cannot wait to get to the other books.  Some of my co-workers have read the books and now Jason is reading them.  Seriously, read them - you will not be sorry you did.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bks5.books.google.com/books?id=bshaHgAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U1WU20jgYpyyZZ3SRtoSc56u_ehlg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 194px;" src="http://bks5.books.google.com/books?id=bshaHgAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U1WU20jgYpyyZZ3SRtoSc56u_ehlg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/AOZENB%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3101872070824970764?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3101872070824970764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3101872070824970764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3101872070824970764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3101872070824970764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4133082619636680243</id><published>2008-10-22T07:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:52:43.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YUCKY!</title><content type='html'>I am in a training all week.  While the training is good, it is long and tiring.  And Brodie is running a fever and I cannot be with him.  I have not got to spend time with my family.  COME ON FRIDAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4133082619636680243?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4133082619636680243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4133082619636680243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4133082619636680243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4133082619636680243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/yucky.html' title='YUCKY!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4896185445243823043</id><published>2008-10-13T07:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:37:26.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My babies-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SPNA1JCYNdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iw6QRS0aO38/s1600-h/brodie+swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256616471774639570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SPNA1JCYNdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iw6QRS0aO38/s200/brodie+swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SPNAueGKbtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pLMPziId7mI/s1600-h/d+and+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256616357168574162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SPNAueGKbtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pLMPziId7mI/s200/d+and+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the greatest children in the world!  Aren't they beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am blessed.&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/13465206-4896185445243823043?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4896185445243823043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4896185445243823043&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4896185445243823043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4896185445243823043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-babies.html' title='My babies-'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SPNA1JCYNdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iw6QRS0aO38/s72-c/brodie+swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8331746510115398206</id><published>2008-10-11T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:15:55.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to get back into the swing of working out.  That for me means walking with a little running thrown in.  I was starting to feel like maybe I could run the entire route, so I tried to today.  Guess what - I DID IT!!  I am very proud of myself.  I still have a LONG way to go, but one goal reached - check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shooting for the Jingle Bell Run in December.  Surely I can be ready for a 5K by then - yikes! I am hoping it will be warm enough for Dillon to do the tot trot.  How cute would that be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8331746510115398206?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8331746510115398206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8331746510115398206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8331746510115398206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8331746510115398206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4658273011866229844</id><published>2008-10-10T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:57:17.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a bunch of misc stuff:</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here working and I look out the window.  The sun is shining and the leave are falling off the tree...ahhh, happiness!  I love fall!  It is going to be a little hotter than I like this weekend, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie will be 4 months old tomorrow.  I cannot believe it.  He is becoming such a big boy.  He really loves his brother and is becoming a daddy's boy!!  Mom is just good for feeding him.  Speaking of...Brodie starting sleeping through the night at about 2 1/2 months.  He was fairly consistent.  I would say about one night a week he would get up.  It was bliss!  Yes, see the "was".  He is no longer doing that.  He is getting up again in the night.  It is killing me.  I think he is either going through a growth spurt or is cutting a tooth.  After now having a child that can tell you what is wrong - it is hard to go back to not knowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy your Friday.  We have a full and exciting weekend ahead!  I will post on it soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4658273011866229844?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4658273011866229844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4658273011866229844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4658273011866229844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4658273011866229844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/bunch-of-misc-stuff.html' title='a bunch of misc stuff:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5486114038393894812</id><published>2008-10-03T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:41:15.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I get served with divorce papers?</title><content type='html'>My Wednesday got better.  The final act of stupidity was completed on my way home from work.  Jason rode to Jeff and we picked up the boys on the way home.  I had a check that needed to be cashed so I told him I was going to swing by the bank.  Well, I went through the bank drive through with his cross bike on top of the car!  I actually tore up the awning more than the bike.  I did mange to rip the back half of his saddle off.  I am pretty sure he will be divorcing me soon, not completely because of the bike - it will survive.  More because he wants to get his kids out of harms way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, please return my brain to me if you happen upon it.  I am pretty sure it went to another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie also got up two times last night!  Yeah for me!!  See what lack of sleep does to you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5486114038393894812?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5486114038393894812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5486114038393894812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5486114038393894812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5486114038393894812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/will-i-get-served-with-divorce-papers.html' title='Will I get served with divorce papers?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8004098230583720898</id><published>2008-10-01T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:07:32.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do NOT Trust Me With Your Children!!</title><content type='html'>Why do you ask?  Cause I locked mine in my car this morning at day care.  Yep, that is right.  The car was running...all the doors locked.  Dillon and Brodie were inside.  I went in and got the phone (yep, that was in the car too) and called Jason.  During that call, I was yelling at Dillon to roll down the window (while gesturing rolling down a window which is not how it is done anymore).  He was laughing and waving at me.  At least he was not unhappy or scared - Brodie was asleep.  Jason gave me the bright idea to tell him to roll down the window, which he LOVES to do.  He did.  Dillon saved the day.  Very funny now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another brainless note, I also left my keys in the ignition of my unlocked car last night.  Yep, it was still there this morning.  Maybe I am not as far in the hood as I thought I was.  If someone finds my brain, will you please bring it back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8004098230583720898?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8004098230583720898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8004098230583720898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8004098230583720898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8004098230583720898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-not-trust-me-with-your-children.html' title='Do NOT Trust Me With Your Children!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-944120519395321743</id><published>2008-09-26T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:58:48.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been feeling weird lately.  If you read earlier, you know that I have not felt well, but beyond that, I have just felt weird.  Every now and again I get the feeling that there is something big waiting on the horizon for me.  I am kind of getting that feeling again.  The problem is I cannot ever tap into it to find out what it is.  Does this mean I am not in tune with myself?  Or am I full of crap and there is nothing?  I feel like I am standing on the edge getting ready to jump, but I never do.  I really want to jump, but I cannot see why I need to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyze that!!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-944120519395321743?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/944120519395321743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=944120519395321743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/944120519395321743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/944120519395321743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-been-feeling-weird-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1111014735338581313</id><published>2008-09-24T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:20:11.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily dose of Brodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SNpK0bCS5WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NKG6axC7FEs/s1600-h/bjo+exer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590580124771682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SNpK0bCS5WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NKG6axC7FEs/s200/bjo+exer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is starting to like his exersaucer.  It buys us some time to cook and eat dinner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been feeling well lately.  I went to the Doctor yesterday and got a whole lot of nothing except a bill!  She told me to rest up.  Hmmm, people without children are always telling me to rest up.  That is nearly impossible.  Don't get me wrong, I know what I signed up for, but seriously - great advice, Doc!  At one point in the conversation, she actually asked me what I thought it was.  Can you believe that?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1111014735338581313?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1111014735338581313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1111014735338581313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1111014735338581313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1111014735338581313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/daily-dose-of-brodie.html' title='Daily dose of Brodie'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SNpK0bCS5WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NKG6axC7FEs/s72-c/bjo+exer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5907563364005851067</id><published>2008-09-23T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:48:27.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this!!!</title><content type='html'>ENLIGHTENED PERSPECTIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Read all the way to the bottom: If you will take the time to read these.  I promise you'll come away with an enlightened perspective. The subjects covered affect us all on a daily basis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're written by Andy Rooney , a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few words. Enjoy.......&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That when you're in love, it shows.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That being kind is more important than being right.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.       I've learned.... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned... That under every one's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.     &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.      &lt;br /&gt;I've learned.... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5907563364005851067?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5907563364005851067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5907563364005851067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5907563364005851067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5907563364005851067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-this.html' title='I love this!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8497146888818760764</id><published>2008-09-22T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:34:36.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too early to complain?</title><content type='html'>I am feeling the need to complain, so if you don't want to read it or hear about it - stop now and go to another page.  I am tired.  Not just tired, REALLY tired.  I need a break so bad - a day to myself would be great.  I am grouching a lot to my family and that is when I know I need a break.  I have so much to do around the house, so much to do at work and some how I need to find time to spend with my family.  Oh yeah, and then I need to find time to walk in there or something.  I know, I know, I signed up for this by having children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie is not sleeping through the night anymore.  He did for about a week.  He is eating like crap.  I think he may be cutting a tooth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my parenting questioned by complete strangers over the weekend, but that is another blog.  I don't feel like typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair chopped off over the weekend.  I don't like it.  Now I must suffer for months till it grows.  I thought it would be easier, but I cannot get it to do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8497146888818760764?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8497146888818760764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8497146888818760764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8497146888818760764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8497146888818760764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-early-to-complain.html' title='Too early to complain?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-8829370453118457234</id><published>2008-09-18T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:06:35.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Surgery</title><content type='html'>Dillon had his eye surgery today.  Everything went good.  The "waking up" part was the hardest.  He cried and cried - it ripped my heart out!  He is doing a lot better.  He came home and took a nap.  He is drinking juice and eating crackers.  We'll see how the rest of the night goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes/thoughts and prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-8829370453118457234?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8829370453118457234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=8829370453118457234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8829370453118457234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/8829370453118457234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/eye-surgery.html' title='Eye Surgery'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-22112794321403166</id><published>2008-09-15T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:10:34.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulit Inspired</title><content type='html'>My friend Leslie wrote about guilt on her &lt;a href="http://yogadivasdivinelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; last week which got me to thinking about it.  (Check her blog for neat inspirational thoughts/ideas.)  Guilt is a very interesting creature.  I have to say, there is not a lot I feel guilty about.  Don't get me wrong, I have some guilt, but most of mine revolves around my children.  I have a feeling that will not change anytime soon.  The things I feel most guilty about is time when it comes to them.  Do I think they are neglected - NO WAY!  Let me tell you about something that happens to you when you have children (beside you not being able to fit into your old clothes) - all the sudden your brain and your heart no longer connect.  You may know something in your head, but there is no way your heart will let you believe it for one minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bottom line&lt;/span&gt; - I am going to attempt to live more guilt free when it comes to my children.  I know in my head they are good and I am raising them the best I know how.  This is my affirmation - at least till my heart says otherwise!!  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-22112794321403166?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/22112794321403166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=22112794321403166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/22112794321403166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/22112794321403166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/gulit-inspired.html' title='Gulit Inspired'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-3806067557752991772</id><published>2008-09-13T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:16:42.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMvLMlgObEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oqbrbpWab2o/s1600-h/20080912_04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMvLMlgObEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oqbrbpWab2o/s200/20080912_04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245509608089218114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my work had a booth at the Tour of Missouri.  It was really hot and humid.  It sucked.  Jason brought the boys down and raced.  Here is a picture of Brodie cheesing to the ladies I work with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-3806067557752991772?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3806067557752991772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=3806067557752991772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3806067557752991772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/3806067557752991772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/tom.html' title='TOM'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMvLMlgObEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oqbrbpWab2o/s72-c/20080912_04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-5590189366148169354</id><published>2008-09-08T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:24:43.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooped!</title><content type='html'>I thought weekends were suppose to be relaxing?!?  By the time we grocery shop, clean and do laundry, the weekend is over!  I hate that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have nothing to post about.  I am so boring.  We did see one of our ex-babysitters at the mall yesterday.  She looked great - even in a ball cap.  Hate her!  Someday, when I do not have a baby attached to me all the time, I am going to get back into shape.  Until then, I will wear my fat pants I bought this weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-5590189366148169354?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5590189366148169354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=5590189366148169354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5590189366148169354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/5590189366148169354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/pooped.html' title='Pooped!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-6858461597990477028</id><published>2008-09-05T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:10:56.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMEho66GndI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3yDYL6XagpA/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMEho66GndI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3yDYL6XagpA/s200/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242508428127411666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie was 12 weeks old Wednesday.  No more sleeping through the night - bummer for me.  Oh well, who needs sleep anyway?  I guess I can do that later!  He is holding his head up some.  When he is on his belly, he holds his head up and even pushes up a bit.  He may be up on all fours in no time!  Funny, sometimes it feels like he has been here 2 minutes and other times it seems like he has been here 2 years.  Weird how time does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Friday!  The weekend should be wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-6858461597990477028?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6858461597990477028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=6858461597990477028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6858461597990477028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/6858461597990477028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/brodie.html' title='Brodie'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sU2snWPBBd8/SMEho66GndI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3yDYL6XagpA/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-7116611544601425990</id><published>2008-09-03T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:09:49.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you read my blog this morning and a nasty video popped up in the David Lee Roth link - I AM SORRY!  Thank heavens someone pointed it out!  I obviously did not intentionally do it.  Gotta love the web!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-7116611544601425990?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7116611544601425990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=7116611544601425990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7116611544601425990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/7116611544601425990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-you-read-my-blog-this-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-1696463868623348663</id><published>2008-09-03T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:31:13.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>?????</title><content type='html'>While on my way home from work yesterday I was listening to the radio. They were playing two songs by the same artist - it was two for Tuesday or something like that. So I was stuck listening to a Van Halen song - the title escapes me now. It was an older one with &lt;a href="http://g.sheetmusicplus.com/Look-Inside/covers/16557063.jpg"&gt;David Lee Roth &lt;/a&gt;singing - you know, the REAL Van Halen days! Anyway, the second song was a newer one with &lt;a href="http://www.howwastheshow.com/weblog/sammy_hagar.jpg"&gt;what's his name &lt;/a&gt;- crappy Van Halen. My question to you - is it really a two for Tuesday when the singer is different? OK, I have now dated myself and talked about something that has no baring on anything for the rest of life. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4a/Ted_Nugent.jpg"&gt;Ted!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-1696463868623348663?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1696463868623348663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=1696463868623348663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1696463868623348663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/1696463868623348663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='?????'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13465206.post-4778886189466785320</id><published>2008-09-02T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:05:20.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it pours:</title><content type='html'>So usually we talk about this saying only when bad things happen, but in my case, it is good things.  I am not sure it will last, but I will take what I can get - I guess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon decided he no longer wants to wear diapers, so he is potty training and doing VERY well!!  We'll see how it goes now that he is at school.  He has had a few accidents over the weekend, but all in all, he has done a good job!  I am very proud of him, especially since I thought he may have to go to school in diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie slept through the night last night.  I put him to bed about 9:15 pm and did not stir until 5 am and then I got up and fed him about 5:15 am!!  Unreal!  I hope this continues, but I am not banking on it.  Maybe I can keep up this nursing stuff a little longer if he will let me get some sleep.  I have already made it a lot longer than I thought I would - almost 3 months!  Yeah, Alicia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you all (my two readers) had a good holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13465206-4778886189466785320?l=anotheroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4778886189466785320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13465206&amp;postID=4778886189466785320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4778886189466785320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13465206/posts/default/4778886189466785320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotheroz.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it rains it pours:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425399383209775991</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
