<?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-8077140638419933684</id><updated>2012-01-12T20:51:18.822-07:00</updated><category term='rude people'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Fall Break'/><category term='random writing'/><category term='books'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='boys'/><category term='Micheal Jackson'/><category term='easter'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='giveaway prizes'/><category term='feeling younger'/><category term='homework'/><category term='family. festivities'/><category term='Legoland'/><category term='chemical peel'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='boys fighting'/><category term='100th post'/><category term='video'/><category term='confused'/><category term='wedding mishaps'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='work'/><category term='guilty pleasure'/><category term='happy days'/><category term='Australia Vacation'/><category term='hispanic culture'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='California'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='Vacation Carnival Cruise'/><category term='school'/><category term='game'/><category term='photos of kids'/><category term='Old'/><category term='question'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='wiser'/><category term='life'/><category term='diet'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='job search'/><category term='Christmas 2009'/><category term='ironic situations'/><category term='Celebrity scraps'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='nurses'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='husband'/><category term='tribute tuesday&apos;s'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='career'/><category term='sick'/><category term='post-Christmas'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='First day of school'/><category term='health'/><category term='Disneyland in November'/><category term='bad habits'/><title type='text'>I will explain it all</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal journal based on my blessed life as a mommy, nurse, Hispanic culture and almost perfect wife!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6319194336476547074</id><published>2011-11-05T19:00:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:48:56.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hispanic culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Chile Colorado; my mama's recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671704654918207506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr0jhF6Jd8Y/TrXxVWtUSBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/-sGO99eJBK0/s400/chile%2Bcolorado2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Shae and I, went out to my parent's house. Shae has been asking my mom to teach him how to make Chile Colorado; his favorite Mexican food. As my mom was making it and explaining it, it dawned on me that I actually don't know the history of it. I'm guessing it has to come from the Indians a long time ago. I did a little research and found that; Christopher Columbus discovered these type of red chile in the Caribbean Islands and called it "pimiento" meaning pepper, for the spicy taste. Soon after it started to grow all over the world....and there you go!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Here is how my mom makes it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You need to buy about 1 bag of dried red chile pods either hot and normal or if you want it extra spicy hot only, about 2 lbs of boneless beef chuck roast or stew meat, garlic, cumin, salt, garlic salt, meat tenderizer, 1/2 an onion, bay leaf.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671699423104151202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtK5PyuHFIU/TrXsk0rpLqI/AAAAAAAAAzI/pMj4zBAayWc/s400/chile%2Bcolorado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You can put the dried chile pods to soak in water overnight or you can also boil them in water to make them soft.  Get a blender and put about 1 cup of the soaked chile pods, 1 pinch of cumin, 1 garlic, and 1/2 cup of water and blend. Then repeat process for the rest of chile pods. Place sauce in a big bowl straining it while you place it to make sure you only have sauce and not any hard pieces from the chile.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671699901747352338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vTWY9TuRi5A/TrXtArxE0xI/AAAAAAAAAzU/c2ss6UtD3R8/s400/chile%2Bcolorado1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671705045478793778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M61tBZH2Dq4/TrXxsFqN4jI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5dtUjQDVezU/s400/chile%2Bcolorado4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Meanwhile you are already browning your beef, you may add some tenderizer to make the meat extra soft, also add a little bit of garlic salt, and extra diced onions. You may also dice 1 or 2 potatoes if you desire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the meat is brown, you add the sauce, and you may add two more pinches of cumin, and more salt about 2 tsps or taste it until it's right for you. You may also add 1 bay leaf for an extra kick! Boil for 45 minutes or until meat is extra tender and soft. You may add more water to thick sauce or 1 tsp of flour to thin sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy with Spanish rice, beans and flour tortillas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671705853590085106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy5ZLKYIJFw/TrXybIG9nfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/6gGFgtoUYYg/s400/chile%2Bcolorado3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-6319194336476547074?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6319194336476547074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2011/11/chile-colorado-my-mamas-recipe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6319194336476547074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6319194336476547074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2011/11/chile-colorado-my-mamas-recipe.html' title='Chile Colorado; my mama&apos;s recipe'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr0jhF6Jd8Y/TrXxVWtUSBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/-sGO99eJBK0/s72-c/chile%2Bcolorado2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4324306481129448102</id><published>2011-10-21T17:22:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:48:56.093-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family. festivities'/><title type='text'>Whats up??Long time no see.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 409px; height: 314px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666094417288879282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMthPGc1j9s/TqIC2i5T3LI/AAAAAAAAAws/WJ0EY0YfHQg/s400/halloween2010%252C8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been away for a while, I have been extremely busy with work, the kids, life.... I have sporadically been looking off and on, into every one's posts. Some of you no longer post; ahem, like me, I've found out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pics of what has been happening this past year: As you can see Halloween 2010 came and went with no dilemmas......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the corn maze where kids are able to pick out their own pumpkins, however we were surprised when we saw a truck full of grown men throwing the pumpkins on the ground. Oh well they were store bought, we didn't tell the kids.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666099149076001746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0qJXXaht_g/TqIHJ-LRc9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/SbZLXSa4erY/s400/Nickymaze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids to the Amigo Airshow. The boys had a lot of fun, they were in the front row, now with all the accidents that have happened lately; I will definitely pick a different spot, it's too risky if you ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666104062566602994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUblmT2F_8A/TqILn-WuGPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/b5l7_O0J7T8/s400/airshow2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then came Thanksgiving! My poor husband had knee surgery after he blew his ACL playing basketball, luckily for him I was off work that whole week:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas came and my sister and I spent it alone with our families. The parents left to California to spend it with my sick grandfather, who at the time was very sick. We also went on a mini trip to visit with him after Christmas, it was very sad to see him so sick and dependent on everyone. Luckily for all of us and for him, he pulled through and has gotten his energy back and doing so much better! Here's some pictures of our lonely Christmas without parents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666172045046208498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gS9bH0XKg/TqJJdE06V_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8ywwOeyxJno/s400/christmas2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666172048649315602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdRCylF3s4Q/TqJJdSP9ZRI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4jXv0VcYuSQ/s400/christmas20101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666172058527331906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmi445Bc_FY/TqJJd3DD9kI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oUoNe5N4ZeQ/s400/christmas20102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came the big snow of 2011, for us it was....by that time I had resigned my position as case manager in a hospice agency. I loved every aspect of hospice, being there for families that needed me in their worst time in need. The management just didn't fit my philosophy or anything that I stand for. They were interested in numbers and not quality, so it was time for me to move on. I decided to apply again at the behavioral hospital where I had worked at before. They welcomed me again and I have been very happy working there. I now work in the Military Unit, helping active soldiers with mental health. They have put their lives out there for us, and it's a pleasure helping these men and women in getting back to their regular lives and families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666175773759828322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60awGdxs1VU/TqJM2HXg8WI/AAAAAAAAAyY/SPpaicGKEYE/s400/snowstorm2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Before we knew it Easter was here.  The Easter Bunny came early that day and they were sooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666178680623182930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71XC6C6apsA/TqJPfURvtFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/WUjg4oD7Fek/s400/Easter2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My superstar, Eric did his First Communion this year, it was a lovely day for all of us, he had been preparing for this day for 2 yrs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666182604256994626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcU670Ap6Q0/TqJTDs88ZUI/AAAAAAAAAyw/8yX7MjBG41A/s400/ericfirstcomunion14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We had lovely barbeque's and get togethers throughout the year. Spending time with the whole family is so important!Here is a picture of my sister, mom and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666185296080336946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi9ycXXOwhE/TqJVgYxo-DI/AAAAAAAAAy8/7-7OO6Kmma4/s400/parentshouse2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-4324306481129448102?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4324306481129448102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-uplong-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4324306481129448102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4324306481129448102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-uplong-time-no-see.html' title='Whats up??Long time no see.....'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMthPGc1j9s/TqIC2i5T3LI/AAAAAAAAAws/WJ0EY0YfHQg/s72-c/halloween2010%252C8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2637419086858517404</id><published>2010-07-28T18:37:00.027-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:58:33.375-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation Carnival Cruise'/><title type='text'>Jamaican Me Crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDtLBp4JBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6L6C3QGTGho/s1600/carnival+cruisejamaica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499155918697800722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDtLBp4JBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6L6C3QGTGho/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pictures of Jamaica! The people there were so nice and welcoming! This was truly a beautiful country!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140112822146386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDezALdlVI/AAAAAAAAAwA/zpJQHQTzf_0/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                        Welcome to Jamaica!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDcd0YncGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Gv16UL2ZxG0/s1600/carnival+cruisejamaica14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137549855584354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDcd0YncGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Gv16UL2ZxG0/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       The kids with their cute cousin at the plantation!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499133864497299362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDZHTWuv6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/KDmzY7o41hI/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499133551251884466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDY1EbNCbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/uEYNYOBmMyc/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499132474898094418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDX2asdmVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/PAg9vrel42k/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499131718138557426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDXKXi7c_I/AAAAAAAAAvY/6FFatUWrXg0/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All of these are types of pineapples, let me tell you they taste amazing, nothing like the ones we have here in the states! My favorite one was the honey kind, very sweet, juicy, not at all tangy or sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499131344435926626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDW0nZR1mI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/JHMYDZgO8YU/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                             Mommy I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; hot! It was very humid there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499130930883927570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDWciyzHhI/AAAAAAAAAvI/5lFLNVjZmB0/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk chicken! Now we're talking, this was very tasty and well deserved after a long humid walk around the plantation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499130460145587474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDWBJKCFRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/tLM9Qpz-jJY/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               Breathtaking views!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499127166310001042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDTBaqbqZI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pPtnxjP3OGY/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499126799903002578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDSsFsMj9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/0Ov_XGiYt_M/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499123567445623458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDPv72TQqI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/0BCz5PhKZzU/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499123093340887314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDPUVq7GRI/AAAAAAAAAuI/XiCB9-CKVuo/s400/carnival+cruisejamaica3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                         My in-laws very excited! Bye Jamaica we loved you!!&lt;br /&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/8077140638419933684-2637419086858517404?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2637419086858517404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/07/jamaican-me-crazy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2637419086858517404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2637419086858517404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/07/jamaican-me-crazy.html' title='Jamaican Me Crazy!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TFDtLBp4JBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6L6C3QGTGho/s72-c/carnival+cruisejamaica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5986049309708753739</id><published>2010-06-19T20:35:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:46:31.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation Carnival Cruise'/><title type='text'>Yes I'm back with pictures from my very much needed vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697994370317282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PxEa9e-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/bJz16P0b62E/s400/carnivalcruise3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say!!I've neglected everyone I'm such a bad bloggy friend! I've been so busy with so many things and the fact that I went on vacation didn't help my procrastination to blog. Yes procrastination, let's face it I'm not gonna sit here and make excuses, I'm admitting the truth! I got a case of writers block+ procrastination= laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm back and ready to write interesting events, and stories, I'm gonna show you some cute pictures from our Carnival Cruise that I told you about. Let me first say that the food was freaking awesome and I think I gained like 5 lbs but who cares, we had so much fun eating it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys also had heaps of fun, the ship has a concept called Camp Carnival and they got to spend a lot of time there doing fun great things that kids do. Me and my hubs got some time to ourselves as well. We made three stops, one was to Jamaica. Let me tell you that Jamaica is beautiful and the people were lovely! No, No, No, I keep getting asked about the whole weed thing, they warn you about foreigners getting arrested for smoking weed. They have designated areas to smoke it, who knew? The best part was tasting 8 kinds of different pineapples, whoa I've never tasted pineapples as good as that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went to the&lt;/span&gt; Cayman Islands, we got to take the boys on an excursion where they snorkeled and got to interact with sting rays, very cute and friendly too! It's weird that Steve Irwin got stabbed and killed by one. This ones are tamed and appropriate for the public to touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop was Cozumel, let me first say that it is a lovely little island. We did rent a big van and were driven around the whole island, we got to see a lot and finally stopped at the beach to swim and soak up some sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697779401078082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PkjmTNUI/AAAAAAAAAto/V20Ic-qSRFk/s400/carnivalcruise5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697621590349938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PbXtSmHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/qvHKmtPHVgc/s400/carnivalcruise6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697381338010514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PNYsq05I/AAAAAAAAAtY/qZfXkf-7mMc/s400/carnivalcruise7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697163168255522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PAr88jiI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/y9IPE0jRoBQ/s400/carnivalcruise8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484696971595697362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2O1iSfTNI/AAAAAAAAAtI/prRC8PR5VQI/s400/carnivalcruise9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484696801184114066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2OrndM5ZI/AAAAAAAAAtA/eBTfu1TaiTM/s400/carnivalcruise10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484696584400633874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2Oe_3_gBI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OV3LRbIyVe0/s400/carnivalcruise11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was going to post more pics but blogger's not letting me, I'll post more later:(:(&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/8077140638419933684-5986049309708753739?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5986049309708753739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-im-back-with-pictures-from-my-very.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5986049309708753739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5986049309708753739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-im-back-with-pictures-from-my-very.html' title='Yes I&apos;m back with pictures from my very much needed vacation!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/TB2PxEa9e-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/bJz16P0b62E/s72-c/carnivalcruise3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8991432920937525422</id><published>2010-04-04T11:18:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:36:22.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Eggs, cascarones, painting, traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456336019472911842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S7jMs2faDeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/khCb2XAPxvU/s400/Easter2010,+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Easter everyone! Here at the Wenbren house we've been busy painting eggs! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys really enjoy this tradition. They get the best of both worlds. Growing up I always had the tradition of painting cascarones. Meaning you crack an egg from one end, you clean it, put confetti inside, then you cover the end you broke off with a thick piece of paper and glue it. Then you paint your egg. The fun part comes when you surprise someone, crack the egg on top of their heads and they get confetti all over them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456336292163741250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S7jM8uV95kI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ZabywOYz2SM/s400/Easter2001,1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be messy so rules are no cracking eggs in the house. I usually start saving the eggshells one week before so we try to consume quite a bit of eggs throughout that week. The kids really enjoy this tradition.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456338149299969746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S7jOo0tv3tI/AAAAAAAAAsw/lv4L2s3LXDk/s400/Easter2010,+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next one is of course we boil some eggs and they paint them or color dip them in color, following their dad's tradition... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456337927806287458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S7jOb7lifmI/AAAAAAAAAso/kMe8VePVHuw/s400/Easter2010,+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-8991432920937525422?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8991432920937525422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/04/eggs-carcarones-painting-traditions.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8991432920937525422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8991432920937525422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/04/eggs-carcarones-painting-traditions.html' title='Eggs, cascarones, painting, traditions'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S7jMs2faDeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/khCb2XAPxvU/s72-c/Easter2010,+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1993236362384018372</id><published>2010-03-27T19:41:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:02:55.653-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>The meanie neighbor, why are kids so mean?</title><content type='html'>Just wondering.... My son Eric loves his neighbor and they are always going to each others houses, they play basketball together, and Eric absolutely loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got home and his neighbor friend was outside playing, Eric asked if he could go over and play with him. We said yes and off he went.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy saw Eric and ran away from him, he had another friend with him, Eric got very upset and started to cry, he didn't know why he did that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know either but I told him that he's just being mean. He was very upset and decided to go over to his house and pick up the toys he left there. He told me he spoke to his grandparents and told them what he did. I was proud of him for doing that, they need to know what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also very proud of him because he has a big heart.  He couldn't understand why he did this to him because he could never think of doing that to a friend, he's so loyal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1993236362384018372?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1993236362384018372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/meanie-neighbor-why-are-kids-so-mean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1993236362384018372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1993236362384018372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/meanie-neighbor-why-are-kids-so-mean.html' title='The meanie neighbor, why are kids so mean?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6031733008638278601</id><published>2010-03-21T20:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:36:18.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation Carnival Cruise'/><title type='text'>Jamaica here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6hfxvw3R-I/AAAAAAAAAr4/mFtk5ADQ5mQ/s1600-h/carnival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451712657171630050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6hfxvw3R-I/AAAAAAAAAr4/mFtk5ADQ5mQ/s400/carnival.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been wondering where to go for our next vacation, we have our two boys ages 6, and 8 and of course our toddler who is 2 yrs old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where to go with a 2 yr old???? My in-laws have been asking us to go on a cruise with them since forever, so what do we do?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made the jump and went for it, we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;initially&lt;/span&gt; scared that our two yr old might throw fits, and scream. We thought, and thought and after more thinking we decided to go with the flow. Carnival Cruise here we come!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will go to Jamaica, Cayman Islands and Cozumel Island. We are very excited, as you all know we love to travel! So give me your opinion are we like totally crazy or what? Oh BTW my in-laws offered to babysit while on the ship:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6031733008638278601?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6031733008638278601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/jamaica-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6031733008638278601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6031733008638278601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/jamaica-here-we-come.html' title='Jamaica here we come!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6hfxvw3R-I/AAAAAAAAAr4/mFtk5ADQ5mQ/s72-c/carnival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4344325478170509005</id><published>2010-03-19T18:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T19:26:42.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So here's the explanation for the big enchilada!</title><content type='html'>Hi  bloggy friends, just wanted to update on how my colonoscopy went.  I think I was the youngest person there, everyone there was over fifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got offered a job there as well, I guess being a nurse has it's perks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with when you have a colonoscopy you have to be on a clear liquid diet a day before, meaning anything that's clear you can drink. Apple juice, chicken broth, vitamin waters, etc. That was OK to follow not to bad, then in the afternoon LAXATIVE time! I had to drink magnesium citrate followed by 8 oz of water. Then later 4 laxative pills. then way later more magnesium citrate. Needless to say, the bathroom was my most visited room of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I could not have anything by mouth. I went to the procedure in the morning. I signed papers for consent, payed co-pay, then they called my name! Here it GOES.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in there and I needed to go to the bathroom again, and again and again. The nurse kept asking me questions and I was always excusing myself. OK so after that they start an IV and I wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they roll me in the bed to another room, OH I forgot to mention I'm in a hospital gown. I meet everyone, the nurse anesthesiologist is talking to me and says "I'm gonna give you the good stuff now, sweet dreams................my IV line hurts a bit and a bad taste in my mouth...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man says to me everything was good!I can barely see him, he's blurry, then I wake up and he's gone. The nurse is there and tells me it's all over, she gives me instructions on not driving and yada, yada, yada. Then the dr walks in and explains that everything looks good that I have a lazy colon. I guess I have to increase my fiber intake. I'm fully awake and not in pain at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband pulls the car over to pick me up, I'm already dressed and a nurse walks me to my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too, bad I thought, then off to getting me something to eat!Yay finally I can eat real food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4344325478170509005?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4344325478170509005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-heres-explanation-for-big-enchilada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4344325478170509005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4344325478170509005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-heres-explanation-for-big-enchilada.html' title='So here&apos;s the explanation for the big enchilada!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1096031643368669224</id><published>2010-03-13T18:16:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T18:39:53.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I'm a year older!! ER, and the big enchilada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S5w-ByKWm_I/AAAAAAAAAqU/PkzeKOx5owI/s1600-h/happy+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448297849577446386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S5w-ByKWm_I/AAAAAAAAAqU/PkzeKOx5owI/s400/happy+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to give everyone who reads my blog an update, and BTW, thanks for all your concerns, and nice comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did end up going to the emergency room, the night I posted. It was 2 in the am and my stomach was in so much pain, I couldn't take it and I hadn't gone to the bathroom yet so I was sure that my intestines were going to burst..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to the ER and the first thing I do is go to the bathroom, well at least that's good news I thought, but decided to stay to get checked out. I got an IV which BTW, I got poked so ugly that a vein burst and I got a huge hematoma on that arm. Ugh looks like someone did a serious beating on me. The DR said all labs were OK, that everything looked OK that I did not have a blockage anymore since I had gone to the bathroom. He still wanted me to follow up with a GI Dr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to see the stomach Dr. on my birthday, go figure I got put on Colace a stool softener and Metamucil, HAPPY 35TH BIRTHDAY! ...I thought. Then she told me...... I need a colonoscopy or do I perfer a sonogram first?? I figure the whole enchilada needs to be done, so next Friday is my very first colonoscopy, they will be looking for diverticulitis, polyps (those turn into cancer) and cancer. I heard it's not a big deal, I am dreading the day before which is laxative day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep you guys posted. Of course I will blog about my experience and promise to say it like it is!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1096031643368669224?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1096031643368669224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-year-older-er-and-big-enchilada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1096031643368669224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1096031643368669224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-year-older-er-and-big-enchilada.html' title='I&apos;m a year older!! ER, and the big enchilada'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S5w-ByKWm_I/AAAAAAAAAqU/PkzeKOx5owI/s72-c/happy+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1633869962711985125</id><published>2010-03-10T22:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:58:53.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Maybe, I'm not that sick...</title><content type='html'>I've been busy guys! Yeah busy being sick.  My stomach started to hurt on my left side on Sunday and didn't think anything of it. Woke up in the morning on Monday and I was fine.  Then by the afternoon it got worse,..... then by night it got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  It kept happening like that until today, I could not bear the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy with my job I decided to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt; at 6 pm, turns out I have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obstruction&lt;/span&gt; in my colon. Great now I have to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laxatives&lt;/span&gt; and all that crap to make me go to the bathroom. Worst yet my husband is looking up online all these crazy reasons why I have that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;obstruction&lt;/span&gt;, among them tumors. A word I refused to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure I don't have anything. Anyways I'm suppose to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;colonoscopy&lt;/span&gt; and call tomorrow if I haven't gone to the bathroom or continue to have abdominal pains.  Oh and did I mention I'm supposed to have a happy birthday on Friday?  No, I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt;, I know I've been eating crappy and not drinking enough fluids and I've waited a long time to see a Dr, I'll keep you guys updated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1633869962711985125?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1633869962711985125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-im-not-that-sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1633869962711985125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1633869962711985125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-im-not-that-sick.html' title='Maybe, I&apos;m not that sick...'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3460317485512161612</id><published>2010-02-08T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:45:44.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's hard....when your patients die</title><content type='html'>You all know I work in hospice, and yes I do love my job. Mainly because I help people stay pain free and comfortable. I want to make a difference. I want them to pass on to their other lives peacefully. I want them to not be scared, to tell their family members how they feel, for their family to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is to give comfort, to give dignity, to help them be ready... When you work on that so much you forget about yourself.  My patient died, and without knowing it I became too attached to her and her family. It was hard; I realized I didn't have anyone to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the opportunity to be in people's lives, in the hardest moment of their lives. There will be many other times where I will become attached. That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, as long as I'm doing my job and handing them over to god..I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fulfilled&lt;/span&gt; my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a maternity nurse is there in the labor room, ready to receive a new life, I'm on the other end, handing them over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3460317485512161612?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3460317485512161612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hardwhen-your-patients-die.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3460317485512161612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3460317485512161612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hardwhen-your-patients-die.html' title='it&apos;s hard....when your patients die'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1622152709762228614</id><published>2010-01-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:22:45.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity scraps'/><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?? Save Coco!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S1fHN7N57KI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fM3huAj7mOE/s1600-h/jay+leno+and+conan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429026917866663074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S1fHN7N57KI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fM3huAj7mOE/s400/jay+leno+and+conan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week has been such a shocker for me. First Haiti, that's terrible, I'm a nurse and I wish that I was out there helping out, my instincts are calling out for it. I know I can't though, I could not just go and leave my kids, and what if something were to happen, my kids need their mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dilemma I tell you because then I think of all the children there that lost their parents, so sad....Let's donate and hope for the best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you all see Heidi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Montag&lt;/span&gt; and her numerous plastic surgeries? As you all know I love People magazine and I get it every week, and when I saw the cover I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; did she do?? The girl who's only 23 yrs old looks like she aged by 10 yrs, she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; made a huge mistake, may god bless her. She looks like a robot, and what prompts someone who is already so beautiful to do something like that? What message does it send out to other girls out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay Leno and Conan, are really going at it. Who's side are you on? I side with Conan, I mean poor dude, it's not his fault that the Jay Leno Show didn't work out right? They need to get smarter on how they sign those contracts, for example if Conan would've signed, I will stay doing the Tonight Show regardless of any one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; ratings! Yeah guys we got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;smarten&lt;/span&gt; up on what we sign now a days!&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/8077140638419933684-1622152709762228614?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1622152709762228614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you-kidding-me-save-coco.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1622152709762228614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1622152709762228614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you-kidding-me-save-coco.html' title='Are you kidding me?? Save Coco!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S1fHN7N57KI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fM3huAj7mOE/s72-c/jay+leno+and+conan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3485060516985151264</id><published>2010-01-13T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:48:48.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland in November'/><title type='text'>Is it too late for a Wordless Wednesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S06TwshyFBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/2qlDXv1jcQ8/s1600-h/DISNEYLANDTRIPWITHFAMILY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426437065823884306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S06TwshyFBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/2qlDXv1jcQ8/s400/DISNEYLANDTRIPWITHFAMILY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3485060516985151264?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3485060516985151264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-it-too-late-for-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3485060516985151264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3485060516985151264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-it-too-late-for-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Is it too late for a Wordless Wednesday?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S06TwshyFBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/2qlDXv1jcQ8/s72-c/DISNEYLANDTRIPWITHFAMILY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-520189263057673851</id><published>2010-01-10T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:30:10.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random writing'/><title type='text'>Do I have to take my Christmas tree down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S0oN2HipUVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wYkuvWcquD4/s1600-h/taking+down+a+christmas+tree+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425163924509643090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S0oN2HipUVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wYkuvWcquD4/s400/taking+down+a+christmas+tree+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So it's almost the middle of the month, and I still have to take my tree down. I don't want to and my husband and I came out with a brilliant idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we leave it year round, and say for Valentine's Day we decorate it in red with little hearts. For our birthdays we put the presents underneath it and decorate it in that person's favorite color and things, ex for Nicky the theme would be Woody and Buzz Lightyear and for me little purses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course for St. Patrick's Day in green, and we would decorate it with eggs for Easter, and so on what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK,OK, I will pack it all up! Just an idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we tried to get into a routine and so far it has been going great! Eric starts basketball practice next week and my husband will be the coach for his team. Andre's insistent that he wants to do gymnastics so I need to look into that. Nicky, I'm still debating about Kindermusik, I kinda want to try something different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andre wants a guinea pig for his birthday, it's in August and I told him he need to show me that he's responsible. This week he has cleaned his room and done his bed without me telling him to do it, so it looks like he's really trying! Ok now off to taking that tree down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-520189263057673851?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/520189263057673851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-i-have-to-take-my-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/520189263057673851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/520189263057673851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-i-have-to-take-my-christmas-tree.html' title='Do I have to take my Christmas tree down?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S0oN2HipUVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wYkuvWcquD4/s72-c/taking+down+a+christmas+tree+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6966465918998563151</id><published>2010-01-01T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:19:38.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Hello 2010! Nice to meet you:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sz12nLot8MI/AAAAAAAAAp0/l-q8PWj3OCk/s1600-h/happy+new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421619941934493890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sz12nLot8MI/AAAAAAAAAp0/l-q8PWj3OCk/s400/happy+new+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Mr 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just want to welcome you in my life, please treat all my friends and family good. Don't forget to also include my dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt; in that. Please make sure that we make wonderful great tasting homemade pizzas tomorrow as we always do on the first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Valentine's Day make sure that my husband and I go on a nice date perhaps a nice 5 star restaurant!Oh and my favorite bouquet of cookies, you know I don't care for roses or flowers that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure that for my 35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday I do end up going to Vegas with my auntie!Oh and make sure that I don't look 35 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to treat me with some great green beer on St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Patricks&lt;/span&gt; Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure that it doesn't rain on Eric's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anyones&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please get me a great getaway vacation this summer, Oh and a little break once in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; from our hot summers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure that the fourth of July comes with lots of nice fireworks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Thanksgiving, give me a little break and let me spend it in someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; house with lots of great food of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas make sure that I already bought all my presents by September as I have always planned, that way I can relax and enjoy the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know all this will happen so once again welcome to my life!:) BTW make sure that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt; has no accidents in the carpet, thanks:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6966465918998563151?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6966465918998563151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010-nice-to-meet-you.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6966465918998563151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6966465918998563151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010-nice-to-meet-you.html' title='Hello 2010! Nice to meet you:)'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sz12nLot8MI/AAAAAAAAAp0/l-q8PWj3OCk/s72-c/happy+new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3334716054412757273</id><published>2009-12-28T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:57:17.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2009'/><title type='text'>Santa Claus came to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420473762761595618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlkKxe62uI/AAAAAAAAAo0/lJJ1-3wmoQE/s400/boysinpajamas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Christmas was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420474520288379458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Szlk23fYQkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-Rw3wGxUtN8/s400/christmas2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We celebrated Christmas with our family and it was so much fun! BTW, It took forever to clean, I'm still cleaning! It was well worth it, their look on their happy faces, it's all worth it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420476012847409170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlmNvtLqBI/AAAAAAAAApE/Dgu-o4yRvao/s400/Christmas20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420477157954093954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlnQZj5A4I/AAAAAAAAApM/qotcDjuvN18/s400/Christmas200915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted everything to look perfect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420477586030510418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlnpURQwVI/AAAAAAAAApU/aAUxFS48oXw/s400/christmas20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to make four pies for desert. I made two Millionaire Pies, one Pear Pie and one Chocolate Chip Pie, they were so incredibly good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420478171854917682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzloLaor0DI/AAAAAAAAApc/2nsfmpVzrBE/s400/Christmas200921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm now looking forward to celebrating the New Year. Right now I'm battling a flu/cold/sinus infection, I don't even know what to call it but anyways, I'm just hoping to get better soon. I need my energy back! Oh I forgot to show you my favorite present! My brand new Coach purse from my dear husband!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420479662535974946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlpiL2voCI/AAAAAAAAApk/JaKYq2QDYzY/s400/Christmas200912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-3334716054412757273?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3334716054412757273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-came-to-town.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3334716054412757273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3334716054412757273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-came-to-town.html' title='Santa Claus came to town'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SzlkKxe62uI/AAAAAAAAAo0/lJJ1-3wmoQE/s72-c/boysinpajamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3708999407175316737</id><published>2009-12-16T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:12:12.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SymhCC4jxpI/AAAAAAAAAos/zK20YTrQn4o/s1600-h/Family+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416037083395638930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SymhCC4jxpI/AAAAAAAAAos/zK20YTrQn4o/s400/Family+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;approaching&lt;/span&gt; so fast! I have already planned my Christmas dinner, let me tell you , it will be honey baked ham, my husbands most awesome mashed potatoes, fruit salad, curry-honey carrots, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bolillo&lt;/span&gt; bread, and something else um maybe a salad? A great white wine needs to accompany the meal as well. For dessert I will make millionaire pie, a cheese cake, and two other pies, not sure what yet, any ideas? Recipes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas tradition varies. We have a big family and my sister has her in laws that live in town, so she alternates between Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day with us. We celebrate it on the day that my sister accompanies us. My in laws come see us every Christmas so that works out perfect for us! When I was little I used to celebrate it on Christmas Eve, we used to have a late dinner, then wait till midnight to open presents, than go to sleep and Santa Claus would come in the morning. Now as an adult we mostly celebrate it on Christmas day.  We wake up early, we see what Santa Claus brought us, then open presents, eat a nice dinner, and play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;with our&lt;/span&gt; presents all day long. We go to church once in a while, I would like to say all the time, but it doesn't always happen like that. What's your tradition??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3708999407175316737?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3708999407175316737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-traditions.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3708999407175316737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3708999407175316737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SymhCC4jxpI/AAAAAAAAAos/zK20YTrQn4o/s72-c/Family+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7001564720080859853</id><published>2009-12-10T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:08:34.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos of kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>My goodness, I didn't realize how long it's been since I last posted anything. My life has been busy trying to adjust to my new job, cleaning house, putting up our Christmas tree, helping my 6 yr old to read. I've also tried to catch up on all my shows that I Tivo. Oh my I didn't realize all the things I've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say that I will definitely do all my Christmas shopping at least a month before; yeah right I'm laughing at myself right now.  Am I liking my new job??? Yes and no, OK let me explain. I'm still learning and adjusting, there have been days that I get home at 6:00 pm and others that I get home early, let's say at 11:00 am, very rare of course. I love that soon I will be completely off on weekends but I also dislike being the new person. Getting introduced, trying to remember people's names, proving yourself to the other people who don't know you. That's the part that I hate, I feel I'm getting too old for that sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky has totally adjusted to day care and seems to be liking it, this past week he didn't cry anymore. I was like what? I am happy for him, he's adjusting. I'm not yet but I'm getting there. Andre and Eric are adjusting too, and my husband, well he's had to do more house chores than he's used to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7001564720080859853?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7001564720080859853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7001564720080859853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7001564720080859853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive!!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3086418924900899917</id><published>2009-11-25T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:37:48.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Cookies, time bonding and crying..</title><content type='html'>I hope that all of you have an awesome Thanksgiving, with all your family and friends!! I got off work and decided that it was family bonding time. I decided that we should make the boys favorite cookies, they love to make them in the holidays, it's so much fun!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408259725176344818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sw3_kNwwEPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9CVTJgN2XgI/s400/thanksgiving+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this picture the boys are making the Peanut Butter Hershey Kisses Cookies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408261382478138946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sw4BErsSjkI/AAAAAAAAAoU/RG-RkIFXlEE/s400/thanksgiving+cookies1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicky wants to eat all the peeled Hershey Kisses, he already had 3!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408262357529210770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sw4B9cClL5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/qTqIU9uMBkA/s400/thanksgiving+cookies2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These are the cookies going into the oven. Mix 1 cup of chunky peanut butter, 1 cup of sugar, 1 large egg, 1 tsp of baking soda, and peel 60 Hershey Kisses. Roll into a small ball, apply Hershey Kiss on top. Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes! And Voila; look down for finished product. Easiest cookies to make with children, no mess, fast and they really enjoy it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408264340477682354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sw4Dw3GVorI/AAAAAAAAAok/MEx1oi7Qlho/s400/thanksgiving+cookies3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-3086418924900899917?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3086418924900899917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/cookies-time-bonding-and-crying.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3086418924900899917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3086418924900899917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/cookies-time-bonding-and-crying.html' title='Cookies, time bonding and crying..'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sw3_kNwwEPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9CVTJgN2XgI/s72-c/thanksgiving+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-899016688276434249</id><published>2009-11-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:07:51.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot going on..</title><content type='html'>Hi my dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends!&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt; for a while, but a lot has happened in these past two weeks. First we got the tragic news that my aunt passed away. It was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt;, she had been sick for a while but not that sick. I then spent a lot of time with my mom and I couldn't focus at work so I called in and didn't go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had our trip planned out to visit our family from Australia, and we went to California to meet up with them. We also saw my aunts from m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; mom's side and it was bittersweet but good to see them and my cousins (who lost their mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time with family and then on Saturday we took the kids to Disneyland for the reunion. It was a lot of fun, even though we lost everyone! It was hard to keep up with 35 people, but it was good that we saw everyone again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all that was happening, I got a new job at a hospice agency, it will be a Mon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Fri job, just what I've been looking for. I'm excited but sad at the same time, I miss my little Nicky, I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;quitting&lt;/span&gt; sometimes because I miss him a lot. So that's whats going on with my life, just thought I should update you:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-899016688276434249?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/899016688276434249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/lot-going-on.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/899016688276434249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/899016688276434249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/lot-going-on.html' title='A lot going on..'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4137685868709829024</id><published>2009-11-03T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:06:25.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Micheal Jackson'/><title type='text'>THIS IS IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SvEna6mpQmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vQ_p5ldiTgw/s1600-h/michealJacksonsinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400140771555361378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SvEna6mpQmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vQ_p5ldiTgw/s400/michealJacksonsinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi guys! Just got back from watching an amazing movie! MJ was such a great performer. If you are a fan, you should go see it. I will always regret that I never went to any of his concerts, but this really made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His insight on performance, singing, meaning, devotion, choreography, will never be matched by anyone again...Even his dancers where sometimes in awe by his performances and he was just rehearsing. He was a pretty humble guy, respectful to everyone and always sure of how he wanted things to be done. There were never any hesitations, and I heard some terms by him that I had never heard, like let the music simmer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my 8 yr old son, and he loved it! I wanted him to know the Micheal Jackson that I knew and that's exactly what happened:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4137685868709829024?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4137685868709829024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4137685868709829024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4137685868709829024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html' title='THIS IS IT!!!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SvEna6mpQmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vQ_p5ldiTgw/s72-c/michealJacksonsinging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8193872043214030205</id><published>2009-11-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:06:45.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>and the winner is.........</title><content type='html'>The winner is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399559536603288898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8WylrP1UI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Tlq60SqzGK0/s400/thewinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Congratulations!!! I will head on to Starbucks to get your gift card! Plus you will also get 3 souvenirs from Australia, and a set of 6 coasters! Thanks to everyone who participated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend was Halloween, and as you all know I work weekends, 16 hr shifts, so I was very sad to miss out on all the festivities. I made my husband come to my work so that I could see my kids all dressed up, it made my day. Andre was like "Mom I want you to come too".  It's sad but what can I do? I do have the rest of the week off, it just so happened that Halloween turned out to be on the weekend:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399563119868804114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8aDKYUfBI/AAAAAAAAAnk/82Cl52voSHo/s400/halloween2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On Friday I took them to a children's haunted house to make up for missing out on Halloween. The boys liked it, and Nicky got scared. He is 2 yrs old but I really thought he would enjoy it. We have been going to the Spirit Halloween Store a lot and he laughs at all the scary mannequins and outfits; so it was not cool to see that he actually got scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's some more Halloween pictures: Andre was sick but he was able to function and feel better with Tylenol. Eric was very excited, he loves to dress up, even when it's not Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399564436703214882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8bPz-G_SI/AAAAAAAAAns/eSjuiXh7lQw/s400/halloween2009again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nicky did not want to get too close to the door, he would stay back as you can see, while Andre and Eric were really enjoying trick or treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399564733301527250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8bhE4qEtI/AAAAAAAAAn0/e7j1ANygdk4/s400/halloween2009triple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, this is what happens when you give a two yr old a chocolate cupcake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399566917970996082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8dgPacq3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/yis7Qa2CNW4/s400/nickymessy.jpg" border="0" /&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/8077140638419933684-8193872043214030205?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8193872043214030205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8193872043214030205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8193872043214030205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is.........'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Su8WylrP1UI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Tlq60SqzGK0/s72-c/thewinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4264101132461688679</id><published>2009-10-30T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:33:38.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post Giveaway is here!! Finally!</title><content type='html'>As I promised you I will be giving away a $25 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gift card&lt;/span&gt; to Starbucks, a set of 6 rope coasters(&lt;a href="http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/rope-coasters.html"&gt;the ones I make&lt;/a&gt;), and an awesome australian souvenir, 3 but who's counting. All you have to do is follow me, and comment, that's all! I will announce the winner on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who made a comment on my other post let me know if you're still in. Here's a video that my husband made of our whole trip to Australia. Thank you so much for reading my blog, commenting and just letting me know that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt; is a great way to make friends, take care and enjoy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AL4ZkM94YDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AL4ZkM94YDU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4264101132461688679?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4264101132461688679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post-giveaway-is-here-finally.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4264101132461688679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4264101132461688679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post-giveaway-is-here-finally.html' title='100th Post Giveaway is here!! Finally!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3974256334548589580</id><published>2009-10-27T21:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:47:51.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Saints Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397497419978867778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SufDTmnthEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_oCBgNhN2n0/s400/andresaint1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday Andre participated in the All Saints Festival! He goes to catechism and the church hosted one, to include a competition, food, and games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397496295420146498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SufCSJUBM0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/BK0b-wBL5QY/s400/andresaint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we were about to leave, he read and practiced what he was going to say. "Hello I'm Saint Amadeus and I was born in 1110, I came from a royal family in France. I was a bishop that worked for a good change during times of violence." &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397499587382859266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SufFRw1F1gI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Ia-F1pGhWRE/s400/andresaint2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He picked Saint Amadeus because that's his middle name. Amadeus means "loves God". Here he is lined up and ready for his introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397727410210608034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SuiUey_-E6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/ODNHMZJJ9ww/s400/andresaint3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here he is, introducing himself as a saint. He spoke so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397728173718712434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SuiVLPSfMHI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Rul2ps0hHXI/s400/andresaint4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They announced five winners for best all around saints, Andre was one of them!Happy Wednesday everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-3974256334548589580?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3974256334548589580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-saints-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3974256334548589580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3974256334548589580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-saints-day.html' title='All Saints Day!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SufDTmnthEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_oCBgNhN2n0/s72-c/andresaint1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8443470340474211587</id><published>2009-10-23T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:26:30.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie bit me, and that really hurt....</title><content type='html'>Check this video out, it's so cute. This is also Nicky's favorite video on You Tube, he laughs and screams when I play it for him. Then he starts saying "Charlie bit me" he'll say it with the accent! He'll stick his finger in our mouths and he starts saying "no Charlie nooo!" It's really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-8443470340474211587?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8443470340474211587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/charlie-bit-me-and-it-really-hurt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8443470340474211587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8443470340474211587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/charlie-bit-me-and-it-really-hurt.html' title='Charlie bit me, and that really hurt....'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4434019951266160176</id><published>2009-10-20T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:35:01.754-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute tuesday&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilty pleasure'/><title type='text'>Tribute Tuesday: Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/St461M9VgfI/AAAAAAAAAms/M1cuHOVqWA4/s1600-h/pumpkin+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394814089322398194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/St461M9VgfI/AAAAAAAAAms/M1cuHOVqWA4/s400/pumpkin+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi today I'm participating in &lt;a href="http://mayhemandmoxie.com/"&gt;Mayhem and Moxie's Tribute Tuesday's&lt;/a&gt;, if you want to participate head on over to their blog and sign in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My guilty pleasure is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin pie! I love it so much! I either buy it at the store or make it. I can be picky about it too because I love the genuine taste. I don't like it when stores add all those additives, a sour aftertaste is the result and I hate it! I recommend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Albertson's&lt;/span&gt; brand pumpkin pie, the Sam's brand and of course Village Inn Pumpkin Pies. If you make it it's so much better though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess you can say that when I think of the fall; pumpkin pie always crosses my mind! I love it by itself or with whipped cream and always accompanied with a glass of cold milk......Yum, I think I want some right now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your guilty pleasure??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4434019951266160176?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4434019951266160176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/tribute-tuesday-guilty-pleasure.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4434019951266160176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4434019951266160176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/tribute-tuesday-guilty-pleasure.html' title='Tribute Tuesday: Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/St461M9VgfI/AAAAAAAAAms/M1cuHOVqWA4/s72-c/pumpkin+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3057812072517006738</id><published>2009-10-15T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:54:11.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Break'/><title type='text'>Fall Break, Conversations...</title><content type='html'>Hi!!I know I'm taking a long time to blog and I promise I'm gonna get better at this:) I'm sorry if I have not been commenting too much in your blogs just had soo many things going on, but like I said I promise I will get better:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to the job interview I went and I did great in the interview. They called me the next day and asked me if I wanted to do a job preview for 4 hrs and if I like it then I can go for a third interview. I said yes although reluctant, I had to be there at 4:30 AM. Ugh I hate waking up so early, I had to wake up at 3:00Am, it was hard and in my mind I said well maybe I can get used to this.  When I got there it wasn't what I thought, sooo boring, I kept looking at the clock, I wanted time to go by faster. Then it hit me, I don't like it, and the hrs do suck, they asked me to go in at 4:30 but the actual arrival time for nurses is 4:00am to 8:30 pm, umm 16 hrs; there all day? If those where my longest 4 hrs ever I can't even imagine being there for another 12. I was hoping that they would do 8 hr shifts but they don't and that is what I'm looking for. It's Dialysis BTW, so no it didn't work out but I will certainly keep my eyes opened and will continue to work at my regular job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy with my boys at their school they have fall break so I've been trying to entertain them. We will probably go to a pumpkin patch=maze fair that they have every year today. We also got the Wii Fit plus and we have been on it a lot!:) The funny thing is that you can register your dog in this one too and the boys have a blast seeing our dog BAM BAM in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a lot of conversations, like what do they think? I ask the boys so who's job is it to clean the house Mom or Dad's, they say both, or who's job is it to watch you?BOTH. Who's job is it to fix the car?They say Dad's. That was actually the right answer, my goal is for them to know that all genders can do anything but really I hate cars...so I guess I'm not a perfect example for that:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 8 yr old confessed to us yesterday that he does not want to get older, he says he always want to stay his age so that he never gets old! I asked him why? He said "I don't want to die!"&lt;br /&gt;Well that makes sense.... my husband chuckled funny because he's 35 yrs old and he tells me the same thing, like Father, like son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some things that have been going on over here, hope all of you are doing great. I got my November issue of Living from Martha Stewart and feel like doing some of her crafts, so I'll let you know what I end up doing!Don't forget my 100th post THE GIVEAWAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3057812072517006738?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3057812072517006738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-break-conversations.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3057812072517006738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3057812072517006738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-break-conversations.html' title='Fall Break, Conversations...'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-9129360562759640437</id><published>2009-10-05T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:08:58.187-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>Lost, and seeking for it...100th post approaching don't forget giveaway</title><content type='html'>I'm back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends! Yeah I know I've taken a while to post, I've been busy. I have spoken about my job before to all of you. I am a psychiatric nurse and it really takes a toll on me. Working 16 hrs on Sat and another 16 on Sun really drains me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am practically confined to a mental hospital for almost 32 or more hrs straight; it can really make you out of sync sometimes. I have been carefully reevaluating my situation and I am considering that it is time to look for another kind of job. A normal morning job like everyone else where I can get off in the afternoon and spend weekends with my family, like a normal person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice I keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saying&lt;/span&gt; normal, yeah that's all I'm looking for, I am ready and determined to find it!A new job is awaiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I have an interview and I'm very excited! I have a feeling that what I'm looking for is with them, I will let you know how it goes...Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; forget that for my 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post I will be giving out my giveaways that I promised you!For those of you that commented on that post let me know if your still in, either way I will continue to remind you and remember that I brought you back something from Australia! Remember the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; card and the coasters! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I'm gonna do more research for my job, just wanted to let you know that I'm still alive!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-9129360562759640437?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/9129360562759640437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost-and-seeking-for-it100th-post.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/9129360562759640437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/9129360562759640437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost-and-seeking-for-it100th-post.html' title='Lost, and seeking for it...100th post approaching don&apos;t forget giveaway'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3638678176619589663</id><published>2009-09-17T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:26:07.551-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wiser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling younger'/><title type='text'>When we get old.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SrKMPxmVfdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/KTd-KlQzoUE/s1600-h/old+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382518707301219794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SrKMPxmVfdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/KTd-KlQzoUE/s400/old+people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been contemplating about how one thinks when they are old in their late 80's and how our minds work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm only in my early 30's and the way my mind functions I would like to think is young. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; let me explain myself; if I express myself about something exciting, nice, or plain awesome, I say "that's cool". That's a slang word that I learned my teenage years and has stuck with me. Even though cool has kept it's cool for the last half of the century, it might be lost my the time I'm in my 80's, and I will continue to say it:) I have the same mind (I hope more wiser), but it basically works the same. I think of ten years ago as if it was yesterday, I look in the mirror, and I look older, but I'm the same person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear music from the last decade and remember it like it came out last week. Leann Rimes was singing"How do I live without you". I was singing it to the blast when Eric my six year old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; "is that an old song mommy?" What? I look at him, do the math and tell him it came out in 1997. He said "oh so it's old." Yeah I guess for a six year old. I think in my mind the Beatles, Elvis Presley and the Bee Gees are old, but then again what do my parents think? I'm sure they know it's old but don't think of it as ancient music right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue to think that we will be stuck in an old body but continue to think young. We will say our slang's that we picked up over the years, and perhaps joke about everyday stuff, just we will be older, and our jokes might come out ancient. But not in our minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandpa loves to dance! He's in his eighties and when he gets a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chance&lt;/span&gt; he still goes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; nights. He's a perfect example of being young but stuck in an old body. I hope I'm like that, just because I'm old I don't want to think I'm old!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3638678176619589663?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3638678176619589663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-we-get-old.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3638678176619589663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3638678176619589663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-we-get-old.html' title='When we get old.....'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SrKMPxmVfdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/KTd-KlQzoUE/s72-c/old+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4537388148282013709</id><published>2009-09-14T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:23:45.186-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity scraps'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Scraps: Bashing Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sq6FH-myOCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3jIMkF69AB4/s1600-h/kanyetheasshole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381384976865572898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sq6FH-myOCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3jIMkF69AB4/s400/kanyetheasshole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't posted one of these in a while and I have so much to say today. WARNING if you get easily offended when people blog-curse cover your ears:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt; West, everyone should boycott his music and that piece of shit should be banned from any type of award show EVER!(On his bullying behavior at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VMA's&lt;/span&gt; by snatching the microphone from Taylor Swift while she was accepting her award for best female video and yelling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; has the best video).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift deserved that award and her moment. It's what every celebrity works for to get recognized! She was a total class act, good for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; enough of that, now what the hell was Madonna thinking when she was honoring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;VMA's&lt;/span&gt;? I hate that she had to come up with such a lame speech comparing herself and her similarities to the King of Pop. Yes Madge we know you are great too, but you know what? You are not dead yet, and until you die please give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; the spotlight he deserves. You will get yours too, I'm sure we will see endless pictures of you in the 80's and 90' and how great you were and blah blah blah, your time will come too don't be antsy!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong, I totally love Madonna's music, but her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! Kate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gosselin&lt;/span&gt; on the view as guest co-host, NEED I SAY MORE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga, continues to surprise me with her outrageous looks, she was actually wearing a haystack on her hair, very fashionable indeed!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna totally be Lady Gaga for Halloween, really I am!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4537388148282013709?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4537388148282013709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/celebrity-scraps-bashing-edition.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4537388148282013709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4537388148282013709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/celebrity-scraps-bashing-edition.html' title='Celebrity Scraps: Bashing Edition'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sq6FH-myOCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3jIMkF69AB4/s72-c/kanyetheasshole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3881091479935695245</id><published>2009-09-05T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:35:16.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Today Nicky turns 2 yrs old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377674487172140562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFWdDWTjhI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Rf4f-f3n8zY/s400/Nicky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He looked like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377675034995574578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFW88JlxzI/AAAAAAAAAls/8zMSCHGRXsU/s400/s41027ca107084_8_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then like this!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377679321394829314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFa2cOz2AI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WiYGaZ4Juak/s400/Nickyshowing+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then older! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377679727192071394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFbOD8aXOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/z1qtvPPELBA/s400/Nicky+eating+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377680628205265298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFcCgesoZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/kbZh6heYQ8s/s400/nickyasspiderman.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377681206467382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFckKrIS1I/AAAAAAAAAmM/iul7mP91KM4/s400/NickyPresents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377868923645846642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqIHSvqF5HI/AAAAAAAAAmU/amvc6J26c3Q/s400/nicholas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday Nicky!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3881091479935695245?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3881091479935695245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-nicky-turns-2-yrs-old.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3881091479935695245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3881091479935695245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-nicky-turns-2-yrs-old.html' title='Today Nicky turns 2 yrs old!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SqFWdDWTjhI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Rf4f-f3n8zY/s72-c/Nicky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3806199883990914684</id><published>2009-09-04T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:12:36.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Facebook Manners</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to post something about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;etiquette&lt;/span&gt; and how to properly comment etc. Last month one person baffled me with their comments! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Counselormama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knows what&lt;/span&gt; I'm talking about! Then I was on You Tube and found this! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iROYzrm5SBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iROYzrm5SBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3806199883990914684?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3806199883990914684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebook-manners.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3806199883990914684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3806199883990914684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebook-manners.html' title='Facebook Manners'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1480410079972819108</id><published>2009-09-02T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:32:28.415-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys fighting'/><title type='text'>Can me and you play and not Andre?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sp8KkE_1s0I/AAAAAAAAAlc/uBJO97neSjM/s1600-h/Andre+Mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377028095036732226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sp8KkE_1s0I/AAAAAAAAAlc/uBJO97neSjM/s400/Andre+Mad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the boys have been fighting so much it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;, really. One starts playing with the other they are best friends one minute and the other they are ready to take each other down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to interview both and get their point of view's, I mean there has to be a good reason for such hostility right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: Why are you fighting with Andre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;: Because he's being mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: What is he doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;: He won't play with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Eric:&lt;/span&gt;He only wants to play with J(cousin) because when he comes he plays with him and not with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;:Why are you fighting with Eric?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Andre&lt;/span&gt;: I'm not(he leaves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;:Come over here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Andre&lt;/span&gt; What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Andre&lt;/span&gt;: I'm not, I'm tired of playing that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I ask him to play with me he yells NO! Like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Andre&lt;/span&gt;: I just want to be hyper that's all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm done, no conclusion, now both are playing by themselves, I give up, time to make dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1480410079972819108?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1480410079972819108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-me-and-you-play-and-not-andre.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1480410079972819108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1480410079972819108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-me-and-you-play-and-not-andre.html' title='Can me and you play and not Andre?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sp8KkE_1s0I/AAAAAAAAAlc/uBJO97neSjM/s72-c/Andre+Mad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4200328987257529819</id><published>2009-08-27T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:12:52.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's your style?</title><content type='html'>Today I went shopping, and found a black studded belt that I can practically wear with anything.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374755348647653874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Spb3g07GMfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/PKnCzDtUcCI/s400/studded+belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can wear it with a colorful dress a la Carrie Bradshaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374757302817260834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Spb5SkxcBSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ChdKxbkXTAY/s400/carrie+bradshaw+pink+studded+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can wear it with jeans for a more casual look and even paired with my black leather boots, leather jacket, or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763408730159506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Spb-1_Eg-ZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wpwqxT97ebg/s400/black+studded+belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can wear it with my black dress.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374780668019287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SpcOim7tJnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hFsQ9WFzkc8/s400/black+dress+with+studded+belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well never mind about that one, how about a la Micheal Jackson? I can wear black pants with a white t-shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374781449968682786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SpcPQH6-ByI/AAAAAAAAAlU/UQ3uvC-LOsY/s400/micheal+jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I like to look sporty, maybe a little on the tough side but always with a flair of feminism. What's your style? Are you bohemian like Sienna Miller, or the natural all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt; look like Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aniston?&lt;/span&gt;  How about the girl next door look of Rachel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bilson&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sluty&lt;/span&gt;, excuse me; sensual look of Angelina Jolie?&lt;br /&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/8077140638419933684-4200328987257529819?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4200328987257529819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-whats-your-style.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4200328987257529819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4200328987257529819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-whats-your-style.html' title='So what&apos;s your style?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Spb3g07GMfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/PKnCzDtUcCI/s72-c/studded+belt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3200056392399608131</id><published>2009-08-26T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:25:32.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy days'/><title type='text'>Happy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SpYYMXZL-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/gtmOI31Y7rs/s1600-h/sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374509806030420898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SpYYMXZL-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/gtmOI31Y7rs/s400/sketch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents came to visit today and it was a very nice enjoyable afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad as always spoiled the boys with chocolate and chips! They were so hyper they could not go to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and I spoke about our usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; things, and enjoyed a cup of decaff and very healthy chocolate chip cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad convinced me that we are going to win the lottery on Friday, so we each bought $20 worth of tickets and we are dividing it up when we win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband got back late, tired but focusing on his football team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began to get bored and started to type very lame statuses on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; then gave in to my craving and began to eat chips and dip like there's no tomorrow! I also enjoyed a very interesting episode of Top Chef!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my happy Wednesday night! How was yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3200056392399608131?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3200056392399608131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-days.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3200056392399608131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3200056392399608131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SpYYMXZL-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/gtmOI31Y7rs/s72-c/sketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-157037939506852417</id><published>2009-08-20T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T11:00:47.501-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding mishaps'/><title type='text'>My Wedding Mishaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wedding Mishaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will be participating in &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Domestically Challenged &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;Ace's&lt;/a&gt; idea of posting about your wedding mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that everyone's had at least one and unfortunately for me there were a couple. I was 20 yrs old and at that time I honestly didn't care, I think if those things would have happened to me now I would have been totally fighting with a lot of people on my wedding day. I am so grateful that it happened then when I was so naive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok let's go back 14 yrs ago, the day was Saturday July 15th 1995. I woke up tired and groggy, I was exhausted, we had gotten back at 3 am from my bachelorette party!(Who ever heard of having it a day before the wedding?) I was irritated and tired but soon it went away when all the excitement was beginning. (I was young after all).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am ready to go to church and waiting for my limo to pick me up. I'm waiting and waiting and more waiting, my dad's getting irritated and I'm telling him and convincing him that it's coming! All our family already left the house to go to church and only my mom a couple of cousins are still there. Now I keep looking at my watch, I have already called this limo guy so many times I'm officially late! My dad yells &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lets go now, he's not coming!&lt;/span&gt; I reluctantly get in my mom's van and off we go as I keep looking back hoping for a glimpse of the lost limo! My father called this limo service tons of times until he answered and told my dad &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"I forgot"&lt;/span&gt; We later sued him for not wanting to give me back my deposit. I guess I was mad as I was arriving at the church and my poor husband to be was there waiting, thinking, and asking to himself why in the world was I so late? Then I had to face the priest the same one that had specifically told me not to be late on my wedding day! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;So of course we are already married driving back from the church to take pictures and it starts to rain! It rained off and on throughout the whole day but very lightly, and it was actually not bad at all!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The photography service was terrible! They didn't take very good pictures at all! To this day I still can't get over the pictures that they took! That happens when you get married so young! I would have totally interviewed and looked at previous wedding pictures and done so many things now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After all that nothing else happened and the wedding went on as planned. I totally forgot about the mishaps and had a wonderful time with all my family and great friends! I remember everyone dancing and having a great time and I guess it's all that matters! We are still having the time of our lives and still going through life mishaps, but then again how boring would life be if everything was perfect?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-157037939506852417?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/157037939506852417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wedding-mishaps.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/157037939506852417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/157037939506852417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wedding-mishaps.html' title='My Wedding Mishaps'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7785129800884705225</id><published>2009-08-18T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:29:56.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Project Runway.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sor_LtmgmFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gbDWMx-nRAk/s1600-h/heidi+klum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371386082277496914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sor_LtmgmFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gbDWMx-nRAk/s400/heidi+klum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited!!!!! I've been waiting for Season 6 for so long, an eternity it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will now show on Lifetime and the setting will be in LA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to hear Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gunn's&lt;/span&gt; "make it work!" and Heidi's input!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Project Runway makes me feel like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm more fashionable(don't know why).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can make great dresses and I can just come up with the most creative of them all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;criticize&lt;/span&gt; other's creations I feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;empowered&lt;/span&gt; and I'm always right:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should do this one day(don't know how, I don't even know how to sew!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay tuned! Two days and counting on Lifetime at 8:00 pm, Thursday August 20th. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7785129800884705225?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7785129800884705225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/countdown-to-project-runway.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7785129800884705225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7785129800884705225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/countdown-to-project-runway.html' title='Countdown to Project Runway.....'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sor_LtmgmFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gbDWMx-nRAk/s72-c/heidi+klum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8388973639539530354</id><published>2009-08-17T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:24:47.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Homework, Homework and more Homework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soor_rC7DaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ACIcB8Vy7f0/s1600-h/homework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371153878479474082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soor_rC7DaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ACIcB8Vy7f0/s400/homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since the boys started school, we are getting back into our regular routine. However, I have to admit that I'm the one having problems adjusting, first the boys have so much homework. They both have to read each for 20 minutes plus each one of them has a set of special worksheets, including math, and sometimes science that they have to do. They both have a spelling test each Friday, so I have to go through both sets with each one and quiz them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we did homework for 4 hrs. I'm tired and exhausted, each one gets about 2 hrs of homework. I then made breakfast for dinner, didn't have time for anything else. I love spending time with my children and helping them out but sometimes I think it's excessive to have so much homework! Am I just a complainer? Anyways, I was thinking of going back to school this fall but how can I? With the boys getting so much homework I would be neglecting them if I have to study too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-8388973639539530354?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8388973639539530354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/homework-homework-and-more-homework.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8388973639539530354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8388973639539530354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/homework-homework-and-more-homework.html' title='Homework, Homework and more Homework!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soor_rC7DaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ACIcB8Vy7f0/s72-c/homework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5088137811372465054</id><published>2009-08-15T23:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:54:42.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soeexnk1bWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/8M4Fmi6W8Bk/s1600-h/andre%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370435655936863586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soeexnk1bWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/8M4Fmi6W8Bk/s400/andre%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The boys, celebrating Andre's Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5088137811372465054?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5088137811372465054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-andre.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5088137811372465054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5088137811372465054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-andre.html' title='Happy Birthday Andre!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Soeexnk1bWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/8M4Fmi6W8Bk/s72-c/andre%27s+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6633779161376903124</id><published>2009-08-09T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:28:18.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Saturday, is there such a thing??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sn5rl5gOX3I/AAAAAAAAAkI/KhTpbf4Nlsg/s1600-h/Top+of+the+world+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367846104707522418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sn5rl5gOX3I/AAAAAAAAAkI/KhTpbf4Nlsg/s400/Top+of+the+world+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From left to right: Jason, Shae, Brenda, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bec&lt;/span&gt;, Stefan....Climbing the Harbor Bridge in Sydney, Australia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6633779161376903124?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6633779161376903124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-saturday-is-there-such-thing.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6633779161376903124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6633779161376903124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-saturday-is-there-such-thing.html' title='Wordless Saturday, is there such a thing??'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sn5rl5gOX3I/AAAAAAAAAkI/KhTpbf4Nlsg/s72-c/Top+of+the+world+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1996737363468433821</id><published>2009-08-07T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:25:25.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironic situations'/><title type='text'>In the wrong place at the wrong time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnzXoV3kl3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3yfuTcVfE6M/s1600-h/squirrel+in+heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367401943983757170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnzXoV3kl3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3yfuTcVfE6M/s320/squirrel+in+heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday as I was sitting in the van, I turned on the engine, and since I live in Texas, well NM but 5 minutes away from Texas - I quickly turned on my AC! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BOOMMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; POP, (what the hell was that???) My AC worked perfect after that, as I rolled down the driveway there it was: a dead squirrel! Apparently it was inside the engine and when I turned on the AC I chopped his legs off and killed it! Poor squirrel, that was a nasty noise that was heard and I was freaked out that I did that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was then on my way to pick up the kids because this year they decided they hate the bus and feel that it's faster if I pick them up. I then picked up the boys and as we were on our way home I explained about the squirrel, since it was there and no way in hell was I gonna pick it up, I would wait for Shae to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived and the boys looked at it, Eric just said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;gross&lt;/em&gt;! Now Andre was staring at it more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;intensely&lt;/span&gt;. He kept staring at it and it was freaking me out. We then went inside the house and Andre kept asking me, &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;you sorry&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;Did it&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;live after&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? It was one question after another. I was trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt; all his questions and he seemed more at ease. Then Shae got home, we talked some more about the squirrel, and then we looked out the window and Andre was staring at the squirrel again....I told Shae, get rid of it it's freaking him out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andre came inside and said he had been praying for the squirrel and asked it to forgive me!I hope it forgives me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we have not spoken about the squirrel yet, we have spoken about death and dying before and I guess since it was a freak accident it really got to him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:this story is written because at one time or other kids will question about death and dying, and if it's graphic it's only to describe the whole situation, it was not my fault, and it's a personal story that I wanted to share with you, because at one time or other kids will question about death. This story is as real as life can get. I will always write uncensored, forgive me for that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1996737363468433821?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1996737363468433821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-wrong-place-at-wrong-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1996737363468433821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1996737363468433821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-wrong-place-at-wrong-time.html' title='In the wrong place at the wrong time'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnzXoV3kl3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3yfuTcVfE6M/s72-c/squirrel+in+heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1467057051141277004</id><published>2009-08-06T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:01:23.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad habits'/><title type='text'>Why is everyone's time 10 minutes ahead of mine??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnsTm0kGXuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/r7sgPDCDbiA/s1600-h/running+late.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366904938608090850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnsTm0kGXuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/r7sgPDCDbiA/s320/running+late.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hate to be late to places, I hate being in a hurry,and what do I always do? I'm always late everywhere I go, whether it's to work, a meeting for lunch with a friend, you name it I'm late. I'll be there but late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't do it on purpose it just happens, I start off right and then I guess I lose track of time, getting everyone ready and before I know it I'm running late! It's actually getting a bit annoying and I'm trying to break that bad habit. I should start a journal, kind of like a diet one where I jot everything that I do and then I find the one thing that made me late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you break a bad habit? Do you pretend you're someone else and go with the flow? Do you reward yourself when you start getting results? How do you train yourself to do something out of the norm for you? I guess I'll find out this month because I am determined! This is going to be my new year's resolution that I will start in August, never too late huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1467057051141277004?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1467057051141277004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-is-everyones-time-10-minutes-ahead.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1467057051141277004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1467057051141277004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-is-everyones-time-10-minutes-ahead.html' title='Why is everyone&apos;s time 10 minutes ahead of mine??'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnsTm0kGXuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/r7sgPDCDbiA/s72-c/running+late.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7955537761467119363</id><published>2009-08-05T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:21:01.953-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First day of school'/><title type='text'>First day of school already...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnnoCSUDxDI/AAAAAAAAAjo/s6vGv4HeaSU/s1600-h/ericfirst+day+of+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366575556962010162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnnoCSUDxDI/AAAAAAAAAjo/s6vGv4HeaSU/s320/ericfirst+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys had their first day of school on Monday. I dropped  each one of them off in their classrooms and met their teachers. Eric's teacher looked stressed out, a lot of parents asking questions and crowding over her. Eric looked focused and ready to start his day. Then I took Andre to his classroom and quickly took a picture hoping that at this age it was not weird for your mom to take a picture of you on the first day!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they got home they were saying they had a good day, but would not give me details or info. Does anyone go through this problem too? I could not get anything out of them except that they saw each other at recess time and were both playing together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366576151785206642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Snnok6M9c3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/vU2KzNOW84o/s320/firstdayof+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On Tuesday, I kept asking Eric what did you eat? He laughed and said &lt;em&gt;I ate all my vegetables&lt;/em&gt;! I said really??!! (He hates veggies) He laughed and said &lt;em&gt;not really, Just&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kidding&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Eric said &lt;em&gt;oh mom I went to the wrong classroom today, I forgot my teacher is Ms.C and I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;went to Ms M's class. She told me I was not in her class anymore and the principal escorted me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to my new classroom&lt;/em&gt;. I was surprised that he told me this, I then decided that they will give me info and let me know something when they know it's important! If I keep pushing they will tell me what I want to hear, like that they ate veggies!&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/8077140638419933684-7955537761467119363?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7955537761467119363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-already.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7955537761467119363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7955537761467119363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-already.html' title='First day of school already...'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SnnoCSUDxDI/AAAAAAAAAjo/s6vGv4HeaSU/s72-c/ericfirst+day+of+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7630731443644553460</id><published>2009-07-31T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:17:57.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>Randomly confused</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy lately, I need to unwind and just let things be. I find myself too busy and ready to tackle chores, organizing, and take too much in one day. Yet I beat myself up and always complain that I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt;! Well maybe I am a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the boys first day of school, and although I think that it went by too fast for them, I'm ready and welcoming a life back with a routine! This summer break I told myself that I would have the boys read to me everyday, that I would practice math with them, but not enough time! All of a sudden it's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when we got back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/span&gt;, yes my dear friends we went yet to another short trip! I went to Target to buy the back to school supplies for the boys. This lady I'm not kidding would scream to both her children"stop fighting, I mean it OK I'm gonna count: ONE, TWO ,THREE, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; stop it I'm not joking!" This went on for my entire school supply shopping, I was miserable, and felt bad for the poor stressed lady. I never want that to happen to me, or do I sound like that when I'm with my boys? Oh I hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another confused note, I'm so tired of hearing about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gosselins&lt;/span&gt;, I've had it! I don't care if Jon, or whatever his name is, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; an affair and I certainly don't care if his ex is a bitch, really I DON'T CARE!! now that I got that out of my chest I can go on with my life!:) OK I'm happy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7630731443644553460?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7630731443644553460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/randomly-confused.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7630731443644553460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7630731443644553460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/randomly-confused.html' title='Randomly confused'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-4398562567124010182</id><published>2009-07-27T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:41:40.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legoland'/><title type='text'>Legoland was too much fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6phRYMK0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/YJEHTQJ1FKE/s1600-h/legoland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363410595310480194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6phRYMK0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/YJEHTQJ1FKE/s320/legoland2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm back guys! I'm sorry I hadn't posted anything in such a long time, we went to California and we had a blast. The kids had so much fun and we were visiting family too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funnest part for the boys was Legoland, it's an amusement park outside of San Diego for ages 2 yrs to 12. They got to ride in most of the rides and got wet at three of their sprinkler areas. One part had water slides and buckets of water coming down on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legoland had little cities built of legos like Las Vegas and NY, and everything around the park was built on legos. The park also had an aquarium, and the food there was reasonable in price considering it is an amusement park. The kids want to go back next year. Here's lots of pictures:Enjoy!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363379025085077346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6MzpH6F2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/r5WGru4kZz8/s400/legoland1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363378524125918482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6MWe579RI/AAAAAAAAAfw/aQiLldJOe84/s400/legoland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363379860590288354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6NkRn33eI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Wjk1-N7AEQc/s400/legoland3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363384045695603154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6RX4WvEdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Albibosc8EI/s400/legoland6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363381329050832402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6O5wEJjhI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Vi2ltUcLkpA/s400/legoland4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363383544279840178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6Q6sb5tbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/BDZBeP-0xpw/s400/legoland5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363384649071037810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6R7AGpjXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kn0HoqGZWBI/s400/legoland6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363385139767213410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6SXkFu_WI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Mao93t1QfkI/s400/legoland7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363386276381888914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6TZuTykZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xorx33zB66Y/s400/legoland9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363385652995765698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6S1cA9NcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-meeokIW6jE/s400/legoland8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363386978443717074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6UClsX6dI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Cb9clciS0lo/s400/legoland10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363388516668182562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6VcIBqkCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WuM8SHBkT60/s400/legoland11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363393624475585474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6aFcF2S8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ljseOmG9zMA/s400/legoland12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363394142781270434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6ajm7jaaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/roNTS6F_YzQ/s400/legoland13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363394566058984130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6a8Pw0wsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/u7cqiC4h3NU/s400/legoland14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363395213558613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6bh74xBCI/AAAAAAAAAho/d6rst7Moiy8/s400/legoland15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363395962813950818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6cNjFKK2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/eDMyabZmxS4/s400/legoland16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363396745269220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6c7F9CE-I/AAAAAAAAAh4/N9xuIuJYATw/s400/legoland17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363397494262575586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6dmsK9seI/AAAAAAAAAiA/giKWlzrijsU/s400/legoland18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363398159032450610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6eNYoc_jI/AAAAAAAAAiI/OLMXI13RdcU/s400/legoland19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399209854309298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6fKjP6E7I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/roBNEXaqOvc/s400/legoland20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399931823421202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6f0kywdxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/mdVqLX0YvW4/s400/legoland21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363401986064724818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6hsJcDM1I/AAAAAAAAAio/I44gkS5nGSA/s400/legoland24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400639450634386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6gdw6O2JI/AAAAAAAAAig/pWbbpB-U2Ek/s400/legoland23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363404529348880322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6kAL6Pp8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/vQ4jAVKl4v4/s400/legoland26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363403594607171490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6jJxudF6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/-B_Lo2zinQg/s400/legoland25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363409049310599554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6oHSFGGYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/fD5GAzyATVg/s400/legoland29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-4398562567124010182?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4398562567124010182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/logoland-was-too-much-fun.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4398562567124010182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4398562567124010182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/logoland-was-too-much-fun.html' title='Legoland was too much fun!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sm6phRYMK0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/YJEHTQJ1FKE/s72-c/legoland2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6965666621203459549</id><published>2009-07-06T22:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:19:48.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I drove on the other side of the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLoHGLGlbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/F7Wb36w_4CM/s1600-h/Berkeley+Vale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355598115510850994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLoHGLGlbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/F7Wb36w_4CM/s400/Berkeley+Vale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes that is me, driving on the other side of the road in Australia, it was the first time. If you notice the wheel is on the left side of the car too, and this was a standard so the stick shift was on my left side. Kind of confusing but I got the hang of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law arrived five days later to meet up with all of us. She also came with her other sister and his son and her sister's friend. In this picture above my mother in law is passing out lollie bags (candy bags)to all the kids! They are all lined up waiting to get american candy! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355767700654706258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlOCWQEIzlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/hJjVeqWRVX4/s400/Berkeley+Vale2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the picture below Judah, Jason's son owns a chicken and we took a picture of him holding it. Andre is now asking to get a chicken for his birthday!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355581937093770834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLZZY34_lI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1s1shMs1Udo/s400/Berkeley+Vale4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576056137077490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLUDEmjUvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MSbTrSQ2sGo/s400/Berkeley+Vale3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We went to Sydney again! In this picture all of us with Jason, Allison, and Shae's other cousin Stefan, who also came to visit from Wisconsin! That day we had a picnic and this was our view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below we went to the Australian Reptile Park. As you can see Wallabies just roam freely, this one chased Eric around and wanted to box with him he said he was scared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355580487239338050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLYE_vqCEI/AAAAAAAAAd8/mG8BlAkdohk/s400/Berkeley+Vale5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355583455838064946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLaxyov0TI/AAAAAAAAAeM/uOuOpIcq4L0/s400/Berkeley+Vale6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eric decided to volunteer to hold a snake but no worries mate, they milked out the venom in front of us before he held it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355584666868322434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLb4SE3EII/AAAAAAAAAeU/OEw35cSGoXM/s400/Berkeley+Vale7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think he's thinking "what did I get into?" He panicked when the snake started to look at him and aimed towards his face! He was brave and held it until they put a baby crocodile in front of him and then he panicked more and they had to take the snake away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ended up petting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355585906666587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLdAcrzRUI/AAAAAAAAAec/0mME9NwF5DA/s400/Berkeley+Vale8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the pic below we all are holding a baby python. I was not at all worried about the python I was more concerned with the poop stain that Nicky left on my pants after he stepped on kangaroo poop and smeared it on me. Ugh I was so grossed out! Gotta think positive so I'm all smiles!:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355586731941968114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLdwfEyOPI/AAAAAAAAAek/9lFsmokVVCo/s400/Berkeley+Vale9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Speaking of pythons we got to see a big one eat a goat! Yeah a big goat, apparently it died in a farm and they donated it to get eaten by this python! It was the scariest thing to see it get thrown in there and the way the snake wrapped around it, opened its giant mouth and slowly began to consume it. It took three hrs to get it all down, we kept going back to see the progress. Pythons eat once a month and we got to see it, even the employees were in awe, pretty awesome to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355589576852967986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLgWFMbEjI/AAAAAAAAAes/07RlD2mujXY/s400/Berkeley+Vale13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Can you see the legs of the goat sticking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355589932297848530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLgqxVFhtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0tRhdhRV2xo/s400/Berkeley+Vale14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Below, Shae decided to use a kangaroo as his pillow, it didn't mind at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355590528759152002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLhNfUivYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1Qja5UGfo3c/s400/Berkeley+Vale10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eric decided to copy Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355591294518144802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLh6D_tryI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RpsGdlHXqhU/s400/Berkeley+Vale11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We had ended up petting this Koala, I tried to hold it but they told me "no"they used to let people do it but if they get scared they can scratch you all over. It was a smelly one too, it smelled worst than a camel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355594139118130770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLkfo9M1lI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NRrOv8enmD8/s400/Berkeley+Vale12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355596104861085202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLmSD617hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ytz3B80pEKI/s400/Berkeley+Vale15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The picture above, we were celebrating Mathews Birthday! Notice this cake is a big size cake over there, and only the kids eat cake. I had to get myself a piece though, I think I was the only adult eating it. We had a couple of these parties and get togethers. In this particular party a lot of people got pissed (drunk) but not me of course:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6965666621203459549?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6965666621203459549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-drove-on-other-side-of-road.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6965666621203459549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6965666621203459549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-drove-on-other-side-of-road.html' title='I drove on the other side of the road'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SlLoHGLGlbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/F7Wb36w_4CM/s72-c/Berkeley+Vale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8552060427540906920</id><published>2009-06-29T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:22:22.083-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Micheal Jackson'/><title type='text'>Would it be like totally uncool to blog about Micheal Jackson?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkmdHsHLNvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sroVPFV_Cgs/s1600-h/Michael+Jackson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352982387532445426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkmdHsHLNvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sroVPFV_Cgs/s400/Michael+Jackson2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I thought about this but you know I really have a thing or two to comment and say about Micheal Jackson. First I really love and adore his music. The way he would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;choreograph&lt;/span&gt;, dance, perform, sing, he truly did what he loved doing. He did pay a high price: his privacy, everything and anything he did was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;evaluated&lt;/span&gt; and digested in the media. The man was so famous everywhere that he could not really escape to have a time out. Is being famous all that? How terrible to not be able to just sit down and have some coffee with a friend, or go to the store just to buy anything. People adored him, loved him, idolized him, but all this man wanted was a little bit of privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His life was so complicated, and yet we really don't know it all. All I do know is that his father came out on the red carpet of the BET awards and he said he was doing "great" What???? I don't get it, then he was promoting his music label. I hope that he was nervous or something because that is just wrong, so wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want to say is that he died doing what he wanted to do, singing and dancing; making music. He did it so well that he was the best! This inspires me because he got to do what he loved to do and that should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; goal! What a wonderful and awesome world would this be if everyone was happy doing what they love to do! Follow your goals, do what makes you happy, we only live once, and to me Micheal Jackson did alright. Keep in mind that I'm talking about Micheal Jackson the entertainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture above is my husband and I, 14 yrs ago in our honeymoon. We were in Honolulu, Hawaii and we went to a show where impersonators performed. This picture is of a Micheal Jackson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;impersonator&lt;/span&gt;, he did a great show and we had to take a picture with him. That was great night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-8552060427540906920?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8552060427540906920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/wolud-it-be-like-totally-uncool-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8552060427540906920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8552060427540906920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/wolud-it-be-like-totally-uncool-to-blog.html' title='Would it be like totally uncool to blog about Micheal Jackson?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkmdHsHLNvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sroVPFV_Cgs/s72-c/Michael+Jackson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2191359913315290351</id><published>2009-06-23T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:49:33.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia Vacation'/><title type='text'>The first time we went to Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL92Ya_hBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PrvnxoB8c6k/s1600-h/1sydneytrip6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351118417979999250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL92Ya_hBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PrvnxoB8c6k/s200/1sydneytrip6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the first weekend that we were there, uncle Wayne took us to Sydney by train, Judah; Jason's son also went with us. Sydney's about 1 and half hrs from Berkely Vale. It was an awesome experience for the kids, we had so much fun! We went sightseeing, we saw the famous Opera House and of course the Harbor Bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the first time that we encountered with Aborigines and we heard their awesome up beat music! I loved it so much that I bought the instrument that they use; the didgeridoo, I try everyday to play it but I don't know how, it sounds like a bunch of farts coming out and the kids think it's funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the ferry to get to the other side of Sydney and we visited one of the most busiest beaches there, Manly Beach! If you notice in the pictures there's still a lot of people surfing, however in the summer it's packed with about 100,000 people and many sleep there every day!We also ate in a restaurant close to the beach and we ate the best fish and chips(french fries) in the world. The sauce to dip the fish in was placed on a clam, very neat idea, I might steal it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Wayne then showed me the slot machines(the pokies). I didn't know this but Aussie's are big gamblers and apparently they have slot machines everywhere you go, it's kind of cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then continued sightseeing, shopping and we ate gelatto, which is very popular to eat there too! Sydney has a population of 4.4 million, it's a beautiful city with giant skyscrapers, and people of every nationality, I guess because it's so simple to immigrate there! I will post more about this holiday(vacation) soon!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350750645880045842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkGvXOlfQRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bPqPM2FGRjs/s400/1sydneytrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350751237747154098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkGv5rdmnLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hZxhlK3Lb5A/s400/1sydneytrip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350751949785086914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkGwjIArO8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nsw_RZjMEf0/s400/1sydneytrip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350752685230112578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL4uodR5fI/AAAAAAAAAck/u7jZBBg3w3g/s400/1sydneytrip12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351114474384808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL6Q1YoWOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/iuHhcLFoSCs/s400/1sydneytrip13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115034966870466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL6xdtzycI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u940WvvfoZ0/s400/1sydneytrip14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115901778219634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL7j61vUnI/AAAAAAAAAc8/055I_Lh3RnQ/s400/1sydneytrip15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351116553924504850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL8J4Rh7RI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9gflkAoKc4A/s400/1sydneytrip16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-2191359913315290351?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2191359913315290351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time-we-went-to-sydney.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2191359913315290351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2191359913315290351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time-we-went-to-sydney.html' title='The first time we went to Sydney'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SkL92Ya_hBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PrvnxoB8c6k/s72-c/1sydneytrip6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1654571499784833524</id><published>2009-06-17T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:50:50.012-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia Vacation'/><title type='text'>The mall closed at 5:30</title><content type='html'>On Friday of that week we finally met up with our cousins Jason and Alison and their three kids. They are both nurses as well and they took a vacation break from their jobs to spend time with us. The agenda was to go to the mall, look around and then continue sightseeing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348525005688619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjnHJ6xdQUI/AAAAAAAAAak/28sfxs1g6HI/s400/allisonandjason1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; They took us to Erina-Fair mall. It was a nice one, spacious and big. After looking at different stores and even looking through the windows where they do a radio talk show live; I found them. My idea was that I should go get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ugg&lt;/span&gt; boots, since they make them there and also much cheaper to get. After trying a lot of them I went for the light brown tan, my favorite color. They are warm and comfortable, I can wear a dress with them and not be cold in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348525930256085762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjnH_vDhMwI/AAAAAAAAAas/GCfbiqhQSmE/s400/allisonandBren.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I shall add that later on during our stay, we decided to drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; Mall to get last minute items that we wanted to get, little did we know what we would find. To our astonishment the mall was closed! What it's only 6:30 pm! What? We then looked at the time it closes, yup they close at 5:30 PM! The only store opened was the grocery store, yes all their malls include a grocery store, convenient if you ask me! Oh by the way Thursday's late shopping day for everyone as you can see below.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520376287421890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjnC8c6M5cI/AAAAAAAAAac/WIFua9tdhik/s400/mallaustralia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also bought a lot of souvenirs and we found Target. It's "target." with a dot and lowercase t, the logo looked different, and when I went inside the store, it did not feel like a Target, it almost felt like going to a Sears or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mervyns&lt;/span&gt;. It was loaded with clothes and had some small areas designated to electronics, toys, and makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we left the mall we decided to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Avoca&lt;/span&gt; Beach, we walked around looked at the scenery and then we ate lunch. We had a meat pie. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aussies&lt;/span&gt; go crazy for these pies and I can see why, they are the size of a chicken pot pie, except it has meat inside. Varieties there were steak and cheese, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mexican&lt;/span&gt;, meat and onion, steak only and much much more! You don't eat it with a fork, you eat it with your hand and you make a hole in the middle and you put tomato sauce(ketchup)in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flour is flaky, tender, totally awesome meaty taste. When you go to gas stations they offer specials, of meat pies with a coke. Everywhere you go, you see them and when you go to the grocery store you see frozen meat pies of all kinds and different brands to put in the oven. Unfortunately when we picked out the frozen pies at the grocery store(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Coles&lt;/span&gt;), they did not taste good, actually they were, gross! We sadly realized that we had picked out mutton flavor, I'm not a fan of lamb. The picture below is Trish and Alison, Trish is hiding under her jumper(jacket).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527801521849826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjnJsqECxeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/PNZaFNy_wC4/s400/alissonandtrish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was lovely to spend the day with Jason and Alison, they were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; and fun to be around! They lend us one of their cars to drive around for the remainder of the vacation! We were very grateful for that! Trish our cousin also let us stay at her place while she stayed at her boyfriend's house, too nice I must say. Everyone was so helpful, nice and awesome throughout our stay! Thanks so much for everything and for making this vacation so special, if you're reading:)&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/8077140638419933684-1654571499784833524?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1654571499784833524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/mall-closed-at-530.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1654571499784833524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1654571499784833524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/mall-closed-at-530.html' title='The mall closed at 5:30'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjnHJ6xdQUI/AAAAAAAAAak/28sfxs1g6HI/s72-c/allisonandjason1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6894838130138619187</id><published>2009-06-16T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:07:13.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia Vacation'/><title type='text'>Terrigal Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we met up with more of our cousins, Matt and his wife Kerrie; they invited us to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjhz7rOjsqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CMzAhC_gUmA/s1600-h/Terrigal+Beach6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348152026555724450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjhz7rOjsqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CMzAhC_gUmA/s200/Terrigal+Beach6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terrigal Beach. Terrigal Beach is beautiful and they wanted to take us fishing there. We also met up with Trish and her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing that we did when we arrived was eat fish and chips(french fries); of course that's their staple. We decided to eat shark and that was so good because it's not as fishy as fish smells and tastes, just pure good tasting seafood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids ate a bit and then started feeding all the birds, we quickly got filled with birds(seagulls). At first I thought that they were cute looking but at that point I hated all of them because they are so pushy, begging and begging and making noises. Aunt Tara said everyone hates them there and I can see why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhnSVlufoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/toqyYhlAQew/s1600-h/australia12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348138122233151106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhnSVlufoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/toqyYhlAQew/s200/australia12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then started to head up to the rocks to get a good spot to start fishing. It was a nice day, even though it is winter at the time their winters are not as harsh as ours, temps ranged from 50-65 F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We quickly learned a lot of the different terminology that they use there. Lollies are candy so they would say "no more lollies for today, or you want a lollie?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trunk of a car is called a boot, brekky is short for breakfast and apparently if you use the word breakfast you may sound like a posh(snob). Biscuits are cookies, Sprite is lemonade for them, we overheard an Aussie on the plane saying"if Sprite is not lemonade in the US then what is?" Footie is Rugby for them, we saw a lot of Rugby games and it was very interesting to follow. So m&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjh3-e-iWvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GQqYH1e-IvU/s1600-h/prams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156472853420786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjh3-e-iWvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GQqYH1e-IvU/s200/prams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y boys were later saying "they're watching footie on TV", they caught on quickly. Andre at the end of the vacation was leaving out his R's when we would talk with him. Grid iron is American football, snags are sausages, nappy is diaper, loo is the bathroom, bloke is a guy as in "look at that bloke over there". Pram is stroller, in the mall they have a a special parking in the front for "Parents with Prams" I wish we had that over here! "No worries" is oh it's OK or no problem, a lot of the sentences end with "no worries, mate." Shae went to a bar with his cousin Matt and the waitress asked "are you alright?" and he answered "Yeah I'm alright." Matt quickly intervened an&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjh3aioXaxI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GGHSCnUd9l8/s1600-h/brekky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348155855358880530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjh3aioXaxI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GGHSCnUd9l8/s200/brekky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d said no she's asking you if you want a beer, then he looked at the waitress and told her that he's American. This lady told my husband I like the way you say "Gosford" (a town on the way to Sydney) she said it sounds so elegant. We think the way Aussie's say Gosford is way better but I guess we had an American accent and they like to hear it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhqnVgVHGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/FXMITKHLTV4/s1600-h/Terrigal+Beach11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141781522652258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhqnVgVHGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/FXMITKHLTV4/s200/Terrigal+Beach11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to my itinerary, sorry got distracted there's just so much to explain! We only caught a tiny fish as you can see, but he was a weird one so our cousin let him go. The kids had a great time! We then went to Matt's house for a barbee(cookout). We saw more family at his house and we had a great time visiting with everyone! I will post more tomorrow here's some pictures that we took that day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348140817082740978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhpvMr78PI/AAAAAAAAAYk/T8nN3kfd4O8/s200/Terrigal+Beach2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348143441536944402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhsH9ilCRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FX_wJTwI0gk/s200/Terrigal+Beach3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348144009648494002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhspB67VbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ATZW3wNnzFU/s200/Terrigal+Beach4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348144748172651730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhtUBIzrNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/O7AGBVfadMg/s200/Terrigal+Beach5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348145751395431394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhuOabwc-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/kJuhntiBTKY/s200/Terrigal+Beach7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348147088873122930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhvcQ7SbHI/AAAAAAAAAZU/C_01GJriD4g/s200/Terrigal+Beach8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348148017738836546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhwSVOIakI/AAAAAAAAAZc/BPtr6AHghiU/s200/Terrigal+Beach9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348149216473126194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhxYG2qFTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/7R1PXeoAqCk/s200/Terrigal+Beach10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348150306536033618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhyXjp6DVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MBqXXM1PkyM/s320/Terrigal+Beach12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348151108571130514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjhzGPd-apI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/XOW2RjGYFhs/s320/Terrigal+Beach13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348155158375194418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjh2x-KgXzI/AAAAAAAAAaE/bcDckPzBt-w/s320/Terrigal+Beach14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-6894838130138619187?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6894838130138619187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/terrigal-beach.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6894838130138619187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6894838130138619187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/06/terrigal-beach.html' title='Terrigal Beach'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjhz7rOjsqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CMzAhC_gUmA/s72-c/Terrigal+Beach6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-49835361228062205</id><published>2009-06-15T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:25:28.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia Vacation'/><title type='text'>I'm back from down under!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaY-786mhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fJPoI7YGb-8/s1600-h/australia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629814561544722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaY-786mhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fJPoI7YGb-8/s200/australia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going to Australia was just plain awesome! We did something every day we were there! We loved seeing all our family and  everyone again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unable to post over there, but I will post something everyday this week to give you an idea of the places that we went to and give you a little update about the feel of the culture over there! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane flight was so long, after having a 5 hr layover in LAX airport, the boys were so excited! We flew out to Sydney at 10 PM. My worst fear came true when Nicky didn't want to sit on my lap in the plane, he was screa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaGAdnzooI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oAUVOqRaOY0/s1600-h/shaenicky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347608950058754690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaGAdnzooI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oAUVOqRaOY0/s320/shaenicky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ming and crying. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjZ-VHxaZAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/c-aqCwZ9vMQ/s1600-h/andreericairport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600508877693954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjZ-VHxaZAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/c-aqCwZ9vMQ/s320/andreericairport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hadn't even taken off, me and my husband looked at each other and we knew we were in for a long ride! Nicky finally fell asleep with Shae, after a couple of hours, and Andre and Eric fell asleep right away! After four long movies, 3 meals and numerous runs to the bathroom(the boys), we were finally in Sidney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went through customs and then Aunt Tara and Uncle Wayne were waiting for us in the airport, they were so excited to see us and we were heaps excited too(as Aussie's say).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first culture stumble came when I got in the car, I put Nicky in the carseat and Aunt Tara got in the car on the passenger seat. I thought am I driving? (the boys and Shae drove in another car with uncle Wayne). Then I looked and oh I forgot the wheel is on the right side oops I forgot. We took off and we were driving on the left side and I could not get past that. It felt so wrong to be driving on that side, almost like a car will run into you any minute, little did I know that I would soon get over it and be driving myself five days later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 1 hr and 30 minutes we arrived in Berkely Vale, a town outside of Sydney where our family lives! We were so tired and exhausted but we wanted to stay awake and get used to the time change. It was 7AM when we had arrived Sydney, a big time change for us, an 8 hr difference plus a day ahead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to do something Uncle Wayne suggested that we drive out to the beach and stay for the Pelican feeding at 3:30PM. Our cousin Becky arrived with her son Riley and we were so excited to see them last time we saw them was for this past Thanksgiving! Once we got to the beach we met up with another cousin, Trish and her daughter Stephanie and son Joshy! The beach had a park and the kids played, we took tons of pictures and we ate some chips (french fries) they were different but good. Here's tons of pictures that I took on the first day. I will post more outings and events tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjaa06-5A7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/_3wWcwCGoas/s1600-h/australia9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631841525957554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sjaa06-5A7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/_3wWcwCGoas/s200/australia9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaZdKyrrkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9B4jysv64Z8/s1600-h/australia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630333941231170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SjaZdKyrrkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9B4jysv64Z8/s200/australia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347635217889244226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ShbZbiRzUmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GR-vfMDdYbs/s320/nicky+and+mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This might be my last post in a while. Like I said I'm gonna try and blog through my phone, and of course I will try and read everyone's post and keep up with you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of things to do, they are over piling but anyhow I want to take our family something from here that they might want. I live close to the border but I don't know what to take. Then I thought I'll just go to Pier1 and get something there. Do you guys have any ideas that I should give them from here? Something not found over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before for my upcoming giveaway I want to bring back a souvenir, what do you want? Let me know give me ideas!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is not peeling, it's breaking out all over my forehead and itches. Like little bumps, but I think it's supposed to be doing that. The dermatologist saw it and she said it looked like it wasn't peeling so she will leave it on longer and use a different chemical next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went shopping yesterday for winter clothes, that was weird but fun, I went a little overboard but I am going to Australia and I want to look decent, and I found some really good deals and why pass them up? My husband did not look happy when he saw my packages and bags oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not find a bathing suit even though it will be cold I'm planning on swimming over there at least once if I don't chicken out. We are also planning to swim in indoor pools. I had to pack my old bathing suit one that I've been using for the past five years, ugh I did not want to do that. BTW I think I'm sounding a bit materialistic but I promise I'm not.The temp over there is 72F so it's not that cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys thanks for all the support on my meltdown and venting out, I don't know what I would do without you guys. Social networking Rocks! Like I said I will try to continue posting but we'll see if it will be possible! Hasta la Vista Baby, I'm out..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://adaywithjake.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Day with Jake &lt;/a&gt;and enter her giveaway, she's also going on vacation and is bringing back a basket full of goodies from Morrocco! OK I'm really out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-4125403659522495837?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4125403659522495837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-ya-when-i-c-ya.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4125403659522495837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/4125403659522495837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-ya-when-i-c-ya.html' title='C-ya when I C-ya'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ShbZbiRzUmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GR-vfMDdYbs/s72-c/nicky+and+mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-791643359425728110</id><published>2009-05-20T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:50:29.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the aaaaaalcohol</title><content type='html'>I got to blame it on someone, something,  I do. Wait it's my fault, yeah I'm the one that got into this mess. I'm totally overwhelmed with work, housework, kids, laundry, packing. *I need a vacation and soon!!!!!! oh wait I am going on vacation, but will it really be a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having anxiety about this long trip. Am I crazy? Ha maybe, I should be doing loads of stuff, multitasking and taking shortcuts instead I'm letting you know how I feel and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first ever meltdown at work, on Sunday. It was bound to happen, and I cried for five minutes then I continued to  work on my paperwork. I worked  19 hrs straight. We got shoved and beat up by two kids, and almost by a third one but hey who's counting? Yeah my husband brought me Dairy Queen right after my meltdown, he didn't even know. He brought it at the right time! PS I hid when I had my meltdown, none of the patients saw me, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough of me complaining....... Don't forget the upcoming Giveaway, see previous post and don't forget to check out &lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Never going to blog again&lt;/a&gt;, pure 80's and 90's blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-791643359425728110?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/791643359425728110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/blame-it-on-aaaaaalcohol.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/791643359425728110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/791643359425728110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/blame-it-on-aaaaaalcohol.html' title='Blame it on the aaaaaalcohol'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3345147036963407064</id><published>2009-05-19T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:13:55.984-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway prizes'/><title type='text'>I guess I'm peeling...Upcoming Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the compliments on my new hair do! I love you guys, I truly do!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a really busy day! After recovering from yet another weekend from hell at work I got a light chemical peel. As I told you before my dermatologist had been telling me that I need four peels and four microdermabrasions since January. Being the procrastinator that I am, I barely went to get the first chemical peel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there and they had to figure out what kind of chemical peel to do, they said either salicylic which is harsher on your skin or glycolic. After assessing my skin they went with an MD forte peel, which is the lightest peel and better for sensitive skin. I did not wear any makeup, only eyeliner and lipstick (didn't want to look sick) and of course sunscreen. They removed the sunscreen, then they wiped my face with alcohol to remove any oils. Then they continued cleaning with another solution, then she told me "Now I'm gonna apply the peel, you will feel some stinging and itching on your face, I will only leave it for five minutes, we'll see how you do and next time we will do it for ten minutes." After like 4 minutes it started to burn a little around my cheeks, but no big deal. She then cleaned my face, applied wet cold water towel compresses on my face. It felt very refreshing because it was feeling like I got sunburned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then applied sunscreen on my face, payed $95 and she gave me some samples of the wash she wanted me to use this week. The instructions for after care are: continue to use the cold towel compresses, do not peel, scrape, scratch or use any masks or exfoliating sponges, and no sunlight for a week. Crap I keep itching it and I forget I'm not supposed to, I'm training my mind not to do that, I'm working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin feels itchy and like I got sunburned around my cheek area. It is slightly red around my cheeks and forehead but light enough that I can be seen in public without stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peel is supposed to renew my skin by peeling the old top layers. I have acne so it helps out to clean out my pores and bring up any impurities that are hiding and not coming up. I gently washed my face this morning and only applied sunscreen, no makeup yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to announce that my dear husband has so much to say that he now has his own blog too! It's&lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt; Never going to blog again &lt;/a&gt;and he will purely talk about the 80's and 90's. I loved that era too and so far he has really brought me old memories that were somehow dormant in my mind. Remember Milli Vanilli, check out the post &lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blame it on the rain&lt;/a&gt;. Remember breakdancing, who knew he won second place in a contest, I will surely learn a lot more about him. I have been married to him for 14 yrs and I did not know that. I read the post and then asked him to breakdance for me, he did some moves I did not know he knew, pure breakdancing wow... So check out&lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt; Never going to blog again &lt;/a&gt;and check out the post &lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/parachute-pants.html"&gt;Parachute pants&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;follow!&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618276134274002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ShMHis-dw9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/D6pYpntSVTs/s320/breakdancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I am working on my giveaway and it will happen, when I hit my 100th post. Stay tuned! I will give two quiz questions about myself, you will need to be following from now on and &lt;a href="http://nevergoingtoblogagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Never Going to blog again too!&lt;/a&gt; So far it will be a $25 gift card to Starbucks, a set of my homemade coasters, and a souvenir from Australia! Please stay posted and remember I love comments:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3345147036963407064?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3345147036963407064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-im-peeling.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3345147036963407064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3345147036963407064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-im-peeling.html' title='I guess I&apos;m peeling...Upcoming Giveaway'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ShMHis-dw9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/D6pYpntSVTs/s72-c/breakdancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5972220207379657233</id><published>2009-05-15T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:40:39.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming soon</title><content type='html'>I've been really busy, getting everything ready for our long vacation. We are planning on renting a car over there and I'm pretty nervous about driving on the other side of the road. I hope I don't get totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;. The plane flight is also getting me a little nervous too! I hope that I can entertain the kids or else it's gonna be a long 14 hr flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a haircut today, all the works, waxed eyebrows, conditioned hair, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hair color&lt;/span&gt;. My hair feels so healthy, I always like the way my hair feels and looks after I leave the hairdresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought all the products that she used so hopefully I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;keep up&lt;/span&gt; with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sg5AA28o8cI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a2XJ76ezT1A/s1600-h/brenda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336272991974650306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sg5AA28o8cI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a2XJ76ezT1A/s200/brenda1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also getting a light chemical peel on Monday, according to my dermatologist I need four of those, so I'm barely getting the first one! I also need to buy clothes, It will be winter there, so I need to get jeans and maybe I can get some nice winter clothes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clearance&lt;/span&gt; if they have any left:). I will start packing on Thursday of next week, we are leaving on Mon the 23rd to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aus&lt;/span&gt; land!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a sad note this little boy went on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; trip at a swimming park and drowned. It's very sad, he was 14 yrs old. I wanted to bring this up because it's swimming season and we have to be careful with our kiddos. I don't think that I'm gonna ever let my kids go on any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; trip where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;swimming's &lt;/span&gt;involved. A couple of years ago another little boy drowned at another local field trip. It's really scary and very sad for everyone, including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; staff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt;, the life guards, everyone. Just be careful and be safe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5972220207379657233?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5972220207379657233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5972220207379657233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5972220207379657233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-coming-soon.html' title='It&apos;s coming soon'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sg5AA28o8cI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a2XJ76ezT1A/s72-c/brenda1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6878023906556416089</id><published>2009-05-12T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:02:11.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Blogger: Stories from the Classroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today my dear husband has a lot to say and he decided that he will be a guest and let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;you'all&lt;/span&gt; know what he's been hearing, thinking and seeing! Take it away..............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test that come with the textbook I teach from are strange. They usually have 5 questions, but each question has 7 or 8 parts labeled with letters. We are taking the test and I notice that number 1E is a true/false question over a topic I failed to cover. I inform my class that E is True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being less a mile from the Mexican border, a lot of students struggle with the language. However, my students are supposed to be fluent in English. I was really confused when I started getting test that read; a. F, b. F, c. E, d. E, e. F, f. E, and g. F. I was thinking that in Mexico there is a Word that means True that starts with an E. So, I asked my students why they put E for True and they told me, because I said, "E was True." Funny thing is, most students missed e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatty Goo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student came to me and told me her mom might have the swine flu because she is fat. I informed her that anyone can get the flu and it does not discriminate. She began to argue with me and told me that her mom is fat and she might have swine flu, she saw it on TV. "What?" I asked. My student said her mom saw on TV that "fatty goo" is a swine flu symptom and her mom has fatty goo all over. I told her that is ridiculous and no reputable television station would use the term "fatty goo." She actually bet me a soda that her mom was right. So, we looked it up on the Internet, and low and behold, her mom was right!! "Fatigue" is a flu symptom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how this tradition started. It is actually a travesty and an embarrassment to our school. Every year, the graduating seniors come back to the school in the middle of the night and break windows and steal computers. Has anyone ever heard of such a thing? The bad thing is they usually catch and prosecute the students. So, graduation was May 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. (I know, early huh?) We come back to school and windows are broken, computers are gone, police are in the building, and birds are flying around everywhere. Yes, birds are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a brand new teacher who started in March who is so naive. She came up to me and asked, "Can you believe that the birds wanted to get into the school so bad?" Are you serious? How do you answer that question? I was very respectful and told her what happened. But, come on. After I told her that birds did not break the windows and steal computers, she got a jump drive and saved her grade book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a story from my class, but I can't get over it. A teacher told me his students test grades were low so he decided to give them a softball. He gave a 100 question True/False exam. He explained to the students "There are a 100 True/False questions but only 10 of the answers are false." The teacher did this thinking that they would put down true a hundred times and take there 90. Nope, he gave out more 10's than 90's. He also had students work for an hour trying to figure out which ones were false and others put false down anywhere from 20-50 times. Must have been Freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always down for a good story, so please share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shae &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6878023906556416089?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6878023906556416089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/guest-blogger-stories-from-classroom.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6878023906556416089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6878023906556416089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/guest-blogger-stories-from-classroom.html' title='Guest Blogger: Stories from the Classroom'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1440372236380592630</id><published>2009-05-11T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:33:16.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindermusik</title><content type='html'>Every Thursday I take my son Nicky to a music class for babies and toddlers! It's half an hour long and he loves to dance and sing to music. He's been going since he was 11 months old. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes are per semester, his last class was this Thursday! He will start back up in June when we get back from Australia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this coming semester, he will be in the Creatures at the Ocean class, he will sing sailor songs, make the ocean count, ex five little seashells lying on the shore: Swish! Went the waves and then there were four." Make homemade kites and fish sandwiches using fish-shaped bread and p.b and J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our time, our bonding time, just us! Here's some pictures from last semester!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334664147190384546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgiIxxFLh6I/AAAAAAAAATg/FI8qCuHEhv0/s400/kindermusik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334664498631156194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgiJGOTMIeI/AAAAAAAAATo/FEf6jpiXkks/s400/kindermusik1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334664815174643154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgiJYphCbdI/AAAAAAAAATw/iWnM7Fz3xdY/s400/kindermusik2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334665104156101474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgiJpeDli2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/p-EGI1uOZNU/s400/kindermusik4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-1440372236380592630?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1440372236380592630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/kindermusik.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1440372236380592630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1440372236380592630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/kindermusik.html' title='Kindermusik'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgiIxxFLh6I/AAAAAAAAATg/FI8qCuHEhv0/s72-c/kindermusik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5790760016470603510</id><published>2009-05-10T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:12:07.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day; stories and pictures..</title><content type='html'>Since I work on Mother's Day we decided to celebrate it on Friday. Here's some pictures of all of us celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my beautiful mom opening one of her presents! What I love about my mom? Her generosity to give! She is always thinking of people first, always giving, giving, giving! Every time I hear of donations, giving away things, or buying things for people in need I always think of my mom! Thanks mom for passing that on to us!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334076703197383538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZygBrES3I/AAAAAAAAASw/8gVckdhUTeM/s400/mommothersday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My son Eric brought home a Mother's Day present, neatly wrapped from school, he couldn't wait and wanted me to open it right away! He grabbed the camera and this is the picture he took!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334078283421947794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZz8Ad9l5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/q_SIDv4uIQc/s400/brendamothersday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My sister's opening the gift that I made for her. She is shocked that I made this (me too!) She said she's calling me Martita from now on! Tee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;! My sister is such a fun mom, always joking and playful and just very funny. I wish I was as fun as her, she's the life of the party!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079911956738354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZ1azO6cTI/AAAAAAAAATA/XOuyZigT2EQ/s400/lillymothersday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I wanted to take a picture with my three boys, Eric is too hyper, he had too many brownies and can't sit still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081578686973522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZ270SXhlI/AAAAAAAAATI/4TmzJvPm_0o/s400/mothersday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Retake! Nicky's getting too frustrated and doesn't want to sit with mom, he wants to run and play! Andre just keeps drinking his sprite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334082179933174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZ3e0GofCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_rhyPL-Mqp8/s400/mothersday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Retake! Nicky won't sit still, Andre drifting to the side and Eric is really trying now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334084105915612738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZ5O68oPkI/AAAAAAAAATY/3-hamIrLOK4/s400/mothersday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I give up! This about sums up my life as a mother! Very unpredictable but oh so fun! Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/8077140638419933684-5790760016470603510?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5790760016470603510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-pictures-and-stories.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5790760016470603510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5790760016470603510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-pictures-and-stories.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day; stories and pictures..'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgZygBrES3I/AAAAAAAAASw/8gVckdhUTeM/s72-c/mommothersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3015761815340322656</id><published>2009-05-09T01:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:41:27.003-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Homemade Gifts for Mom</title><content type='html'>Salt tub teas are easy to make, and a very thoughtful and relaxing gift for anyone. I made these for my mom, sis, sister in law and mom in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to make:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix 2 cups of Epsom Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup of coarse sea salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup of either lavender, chamomile,lemon verbena or peppermint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mix it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wrap you need to get cheese cloths or a transparent sheer cloth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut into 8 by 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then pour salt mixture like this: About 1/2 cup of mixture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333694577930382850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUW9aH3rgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lAOhOh35v1c/s400/tub+salt+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then wrap it around with waxed twine or cloth like mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333695278316034114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUXmLQ0mEI/AAAAAAAAASA/ucjjraJfeCQ/s400/tub+salt+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you need another layer keep wrapping until salt doesn't seep through like mine, I had mine wrapped with two double layers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final product looks like this: You may label your teas, mine were Lavender and Chamomile. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333696837806773746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUZA80Y1fI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tJ8VmoISP08/s400/tub+salt+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You may place them in a nice box wrapped with tissue paper, I also wrote a little note on each salt tub tea and it's relaxing effects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333697582292333314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUZsSPk8wI/AAAAAAAAASY/qMQQmGs0FQg/s400/tub+salt+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then I labeled the top of the box with the product name. I made four boxes and was very busy but very satisfied with how it turned out. Stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tuned&lt;/span&gt;: I may give some of these away for an upcoming giveaway! This is how the box looks:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333699210099377762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUbLCTBRmI/AAAAAAAAASg/BxN94P1_ghU/s400/tub+salt+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I also wrapped my box with some really nice colorful ribbon, or however you want your gift to look is really up to you! I made coasters for my sister,some friends, and the teachers too! This is the final product and you can see how to make them &lt;a href="http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/rope-coasters.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333700187269208770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUcD6idmsI/AAAAAAAAASo/XmjBdA4LA2g/s400/coasters2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha's ideas by the way, gotta give her credit as I always say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm off to taking a very relaxing lavender bath!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Post: Happy Mother's day; stories and pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3015761815340322656?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3015761815340322656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/homemade-gifts-for-mom-salt-tub-teas.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3015761815340322656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3015761815340322656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/homemade-gifts-for-mom-salt-tub-teas.html' title='Homemade Gifts for Mom'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgUW9aH3rgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lAOhOh35v1c/s72-c/tub+salt+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5990610999393718902</id><published>2009-05-08T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:49:19.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did this have to happen...</title><content type='html'>I'm in a big hurry and I made cupcakes today for my mom's get together at her house. She requested my homemade chocolate cupcakes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; not my recipe Hershey's but they're still good! I clicked the broil button instead of bake and this is what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557285636564658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgSaF8eQZrI/AAAAAAAAARw/-L_BURE55rI/s400/burnt+cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes what do I do now? Bake again? My mom wants me there at 3:30 and it's 2:36. Oh my I might have to go to Sam's, this is so utterly sad. Maybe I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;salvage&lt;/span&gt; some? No the burnt taste will give it away oh well .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5990610999393718902?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5990610999393718902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-did-this-have-to-happen.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5990610999393718902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5990610999393718902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-did-this-have-to-happen.html' title='Why did this have to happen...'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgSaF8eQZrI/AAAAAAAAARw/-L_BURE55rI/s72-c/burnt+cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2756080706442824884</id><published>2009-05-07T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:15:33.797-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Twittering priest or shall I say church?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgPMwDdRhPI/AAAAAAAAARo/D6SKCcQhDU0/s1600-h/twitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333331509670675698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgPMwDdRhPI/AAAAAAAAARo/D6SKCcQhDU0/s400/twitter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it becoming a craze? It's not just for celebrities, or to simply stay in touch with your friends! This latest networking mania is being used by the military to recruit, the CDC uses it to alert about the flu outbreak. Surgeons use it to twitter their surgeries, and cops use it to catch people; and now priests at Trinity church in Manhattan have decided to twitter their services too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They asked the priest what would he respond if he gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;criticized&lt;/span&gt;? he responded "I would tell them get with the program!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very convenient for all of us I shall say! If you can't make it to Sunday Mass read about it on Twitter! I work every Sunday, maybe just maybe I might join now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that this is brought up I wonder if confessions are allowed through twitter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Post: Homemade Gift ideas for Mom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2756080706442824884?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2756080706442824884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/twittering-priest-or-shall-i-say-church.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2756080706442824884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2756080706442824884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/twittering-priest-or-shall-i-say-church.html' title='Twittering priest or shall I say church?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SgPMwDdRhPI/AAAAAAAAARo/D6SKCcQhDU0/s72-c/twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1467879372127554874</id><published>2009-05-06T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:21:16.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Life is Really Sweet...Really!</title><content type='html'>My husband had his first news conference interview, it was very exciting for all of us! This is something that he's wanted to do since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known him. It's nice to see that this is coming true so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yH3GlhFRMSs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yH3GlhFRMSs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next post: Twittering priest or shall I say church?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1467879372127554874?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1467879372127554874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-really-sweetreally.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1467879372127554874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1467879372127554874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-really-sweetreally.html' title='Life is Really Sweet...Really!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7319300095024016349</id><published>2009-05-05T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:04:28.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why you don't and shouldn't curse in public!</title><content type='html'>If you get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;easily&lt;/span&gt; offended by bad words, please don't click on this:) Why does this lady think that she can yell like that? Imagine if someone told you that in the workplace, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDlg2JZXp4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDlg2JZXp4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post: Life is really sweet, Really...find out why.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7319300095024016349?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7319300095024016349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-why-we-dont-and-shouldnt-curse.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7319300095024016349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7319300095024016349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-why-we-dont-and-shouldnt-curse.html' title='This is why you don&apos;t and shouldn&apos;t curse in public!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2047340396224269067</id><published>2009-05-05T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:50:33.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why buy toys?</title><content type='html'>My baby, the 19 month old could care less if I bought him a new toy or not. In fact he probably wouldn't even notice it. His room is full of toys, but he rarely plays with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; he does play with? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; just yesterday he yelled ball and pointed to an orange. My husband put it back where the fruit goes and he screamed bloody murder! I told my husband that he's been playing with that all day and thinks it's his ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves my cell phone, no matter where I put it he always finds it and then I get freaked out when I see him with it. Then he throws it across the room like a football! Last time I saw him with it I closed my eyes and slowly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;approached&lt;/span&gt; him, it scares me when he has it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves the remote control for the TV and yells when we take it away. He is always removing the outlet covers that are supposed to serve as a childproof device and then puts them in his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DS's&lt;/span&gt; and we have to slowly approach him if not he'll throw it across the room too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He finds my hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt; and loves to put on one of my headbands. Puts it on takes it off, he'll do it for a while until he finds something else to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell the big boys to always shut their bathroom door, the other day he came out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; toothbrush in his mouth! He loves pots and pans, takes them all to the living room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I can go on and on, I hope he starts playing with real toys soon, he needs to! Here's Nicky playing my headband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332242798765536546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sf_ukvSN9SI/AAAAAAAAARg/G0p2-RmMPok/s400/nicky+with+headband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Nicky pretending to play Wii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332242551714242002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sf_uWW8mXdI/AAAAAAAAARY/fzW9NGanyMk/s400/nicky+playing+wii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2047340396224269067?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2047340396224269067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-buy-toys.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2047340396224269067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2047340396224269067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-buy-toys.html' title='Why buy toys?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sf_ukvSN9SI/AAAAAAAAARg/G0p2-RmMPok/s72-c/nicky+with+headband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-6339488869817368075</id><published>2009-05-04T00:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:53:07.979-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Waaaay beneath them!</title><content type='html'>I hope that everyone had a great weekend! I'm so tired but I wanted to blog and say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! I survived yet another weekend at the psych hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how addicted I am to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt; Tea Latte from Starbucks! The day can be the worst ever and my tea seems to fix just about anything! Kind of like a happy pill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I drank plenty this weekend! It was an odd weekend, for one some doctors were kind of rude to say the least. Why am I surprised? I should be used to Dr's treating nurses like crap right? I mean I have been a nurse for 11 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a typical conversation that went on this week between my co- worker, me and my supervisor to different doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. R:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What stupid nurse put this? To vaccinate for avian flu? For what? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know who wrote that Dr. R, I wasn't here during the week, but I can check for you.&lt;/span&gt; (I'm thinking in my mind oh shit why did they put that were they talking about the swine flu and they thought there's a vaccination for that?) I'm checking and I can't find the answers. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sorry Dr. R but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; state in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;assessment&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hx&lt;/span&gt; why they are requesting this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr R:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; it figures, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;!What are all these labs doing here do they think I'm a slave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I stare at him, I'm losing my temper, and I have to stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;caaalm&lt;/span&gt; and silent and look nice, like I'm a super nice nurse that can totally understand him. I'm fuming inside and want to yell out! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? You are the f-----g Dr, that's why you get paid the big bucks so you can look at labs and diagnose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. R:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Bring me the first patient that's on the list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time my supervisor is getting an order from one of our Doctor's over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supervisor:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt; Dr I don't understand what you're saying! What? Can you repeat that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks red in the face and doesn't know what to do, see this doctor has a very thick accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Co- worker:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here give me the phone I'll talk to him! Yes Dr M what were you saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. M:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I already told her!!He yells, I'm not repeating it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Co worker :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Repeats order she thinks he gave and he finally repeats it to her, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; thank you Dr. M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only some of the many conversations that go on between nurses and doctors. We are their chopped liver, and they treat us like crap, we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; beneath them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all doctors act like that of course. I guess we only have one nice doctor, Dr. MA he's super nice, does it have to do with the fact that his wife is a nurse? I'm not sure, but he's nice:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-6339488869817368075?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6339488869817368075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/waaaay-beneath-them.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6339488869817368075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/6339488869817368075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/waaaay-beneath-them.html' title='Waaaay beneath them!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7341223649368735194</id><published>2009-05-01T15:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:46:29.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330970511515509730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sftpb3724-I/AAAAAAAAARA/L15eMjimhPc/s400/alohafriday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The pretty awesome &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kailani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;An Island Life &lt;/a&gt;is hosting Aloha Friday!In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.If you’d like to participate, just post your own question on your blog, then go link up with Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Linky&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kailani's&lt;/span&gt; page.&lt;/a&gt; Don’t forget to visit the other participants! It’s a great way to make new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends! Oh, and don't forget the comment protocol! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so here's my question:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Have you ever crimped you hair? If yes how did it come out? Did you like it? If you haven't why not, let me know I'm curious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My answer is unfortunately yes, only one time when I was 11 yrs old and it did not look nice at all! I hated the way I looked but of course my mom kept raving about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; it looked! I guess all mom are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to do that, but I knew the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I would have looked as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; as her: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973442897345122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SftsGgLv-mI/AAAAAAAAARI/XXn18Z3zAgw/s400/model+crimped+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead I looked like this: Oh and I think it looked more puffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973847978087250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SftseFOhk1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/MNwIgFH01_M/s400/poodle.jpg" border="0" /&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/8077140638419933684-7341223649368735194?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7341223649368735194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/aloha-friday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7341223649368735194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7341223649368735194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/05/aloha-friday.html' title='Aloha Friday!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sftpb3724-I/AAAAAAAAARA/L15eMjimhPc/s72-c/alohafriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2865452507249528480</id><published>2009-04-30T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:38:00.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you have never been asked: Kids Edition</title><content type='html'>Today I w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt; interview my son Eric, I'm sure he's got lots to say! Oh if I tag you feel free to do it on yourself or your kids, 50 questions is a lot use your judgement on their attention span:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 things you've never been asked....copy/paste &amp;amp; share!!Once you've been tagged, you have to answer this and tag people, including the person who tagged you. I was tagged on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, but I will post it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What color is your toothbrush? blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name one person who made you smile today:Andre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing at 8 am this morning? getting ready to work in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?eating lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite candy bar? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Twix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been to a strip club? I didn't ask this one for obvious reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the last thing you said aloud? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite ice cream? Chocolate ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you had to drink?chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like your wallet? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you ate? a sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The last sporting event you watched? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't send any messages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever go camping? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you take vitamins daily? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you go to church every Sunday? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a tan? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza?no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What did your last text message say? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23,.What are you doing tomorrow? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; going to the spring jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What happened to this question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Look to your left, what do you see? ah pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What color is your watch? blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of when you hear Australia? nothing I haven't been to Australia yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. we lost this question too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;? I hit the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Your favorite number?10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who's the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans today? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How many states have you lived in? two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Biggest annoyance right now? Nicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Last song listened to? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Can you say the alphabet backwards? no, but I can walk backwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37, Do you have a maid service clean your house? nods yes and looks at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38, Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; my red ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you jealous of anyone? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Is anyone jealous of you? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone? yes my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do any of your friends have children? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;noooooo&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you usually do during the day? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; I play on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you use the word 'hello' daily? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What color is your car? grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like cats? no, because they always scratch people and it hurts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you thinking about someone right now? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever been to Six Flags? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How did you get your worst scar? on my forehead when I fell in the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; bad idea, he got frustrated by the time I asked what do you do during the day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I tag anyone who reads this, have fun:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2865452507249528480?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2865452507249528480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-you-have-never-been-asked-kids.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2865452507249528480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2865452507249528480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-you-have-never-been-asked-kids.html' title='Things you have never been asked: Kids Edition'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-794755344156048419</id><published>2009-04-28T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:01:25.475-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu: Learn more, spread the word,</title><content type='html'>It has been official that the Swine flu which is a respiratory disease that infects pigs but also people, has become pandemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was first reported to the CDC on March 18, and it has killed 160 people in Mexico and has sickened 2,500 and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still a mystery of why people are only dying in Mexico but not here. It is a fairly new virus that people have not build any immunities to, it was first discovered in the 1930's but it was well contained, but now it has emerged from one country and quickly spreading to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of tips to protect ourselves and our family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What are the symptoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runny nose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coughing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nausea, vomiting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diarrhea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worst symptoms=fever,lethargy, loss of consciousness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How does it spread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People to people transmission, like coughing and sneezing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How can I protect myself and my family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover your cough and sneezes with a tissue you throw away, and wash your hands after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash your hands frequently, meaning 30 seconds, or sing Happy Birthday or Row Row Row your boat while washing hands and that will be 30 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash little ones hands too! If you go shopping clean the shopping cart, especially the handle with an antibacterial wipe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carry hand gels and use when water is not available.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay home if you have any symptoms and keep children home from school if they are having any of these symptoms too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid touching your mouth and nose with unwashed hands, flu viruses live on surfaces for several hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Is it treatable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right now there are no vaccines for the swine flu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes it is treatable, you can take medications, either Tamiflu or Relenza, you need to see your doctor as soon as you develop these symptoms, the sooner you get these medications the better it works:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How big is the risk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very low for most people, there have been 16 cases in Texas, 14 in California, 28 in NYC, 2 in Kansas, 1 in Ohio, 1 Nev,1 in Ind,1 in Mich, 3 in Maine. Also 5 in Britain, 10 in Spain,2 in Israel,14 in New Zealand, 16 in Canada,1 in Austria,2 in Israel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's work together to contain this virus and pass the word of the need for frequent handwashing:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-794755344156048419?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/794755344156048419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu-learn-more-spread-word.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/794755344156048419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/794755344156048419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu-learn-more-spread-word.html' title='Swine Flu: Learn more, spread the word,'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5703677173637253836</id><published>2009-04-24T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:35:43.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of my way!!</title><content type='html'>I mentioned yesterday that I went to Sam's to get some appetizers, food, and milk. I needed to go and I did have my 3 yr old nephew with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I looked a little overwhelmed and this lady made a comment &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"oh 4 boys!"&lt;/span&gt; and I smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk into Sam's and I've decided that I will put the baby and my 3 yr old nephew in the shopping cart. I'm buckling them and I guess I'm holding up traffic, I try to move out of the way and my 6 and 7 yr old are standing next to me waiting for me to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk in to show my Sam's card and this lady apologizes to us and says &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I'm sorry!"&lt;/span&gt; to my 7 yr old. I look at him and his eyes look teary, I said what happened? The lady told me that this man yelled at my 7 yr old and said in a mean tone &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"get out of my way!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Andre, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"who said this to you? I'm gonna find that man!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad that I was so distracted that I did not hear that, Oh I wish I would have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went around the store and Andre pointed to this old man and said I think it's him!&lt;br /&gt;I went up to him and Andre said &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"no I'm not sure!"&lt;/span&gt; So just in case it was him I said out loud, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Andre sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; can be mean and grouchy and say awful things to people, but it's not worth to pay attention to those kinds of people! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;? so don't worry, you didn't do anything!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was irritated but I told Andre next time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; mean to him to say&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"hey that's not nice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell him to say a whole bunch of other things but that won't be motherly correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I would have found that old man! How dare he yell at my child if he's got a problem bring it up to me ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5703677173637253836?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5703677173637253836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-out-of-my-way.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5703677173637253836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5703677173637253836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-out-of-my-way.html' title='Get out of my way!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1973850726073101674</id><published>2009-04-23T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:59:51.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wife of a Football Coach</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you know by now from the title of the post that my husband got the position!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took so long to find out! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; been asking and we hadn't heard anything, but now it's official. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My husband will be head coach of the Santa Teresa High School football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is now busy hiring his other coaches and from what I hear some male bonding will have to take place tonight at a local Pub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I for one went to Sam's and got some appetizers and some really great food to celebrate, I also have my nephew with us who's spending the night so it's &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOUD!! IN HERE,,VERY VERY LOUD! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328037985390695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SfD-UY0AE2I/AAAAAAAAAQw/A5u5f_P9avU/s400/3boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038426920521666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SfD-uFo6j8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lMDfqGj2-3Q/s400/andregabriel.jpg" border="0" /&gt; As soon as I took the picture they decided to look like little angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course Nicky's too little so he plays by himself:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328034768108662050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SfD7ZHgMLSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-IPgM1eIRag/s400/nickysmirking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1973850726073101674?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1973850726073101674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/wife-of-football-coach.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1973850726073101674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1973850726073101674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/wife-of-football-coach.html' title='Wife of a Football Coach'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SfD-UY0AE2I/AAAAAAAAAQw/A5u5f_P9avU/s72-c/3boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1340948684786006509</id><published>2009-04-22T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:30:37.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Rope Coasters</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327620710795632834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Se-Czzz84MI/AAAAAAAAAN4/f9OlT2bJfbs/s400/coaster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; They are so easy to make! I made these to give to my parents as part of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course not my idea! Martha's; ...gotta give her credit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the supplies you need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use 9 ft, 3 mm thick cord for 4 coasters, I made 6.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lighter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Corkboard&lt;/span&gt; to cut into large round coasters, (need large round cookie cutter, or compass and trace it with a pencil then cut)or better yet I bought the coasters already cut, found them in Hobby Lobby for $2.00 for a set of 6.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Straight pins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adhesive glue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327613658415859730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Se98ZTpliBI/AAAAAAAAANo/VG4ja13EF9U/s400/tools.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you decide to use a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;corkboard&lt;/span&gt; to cut, using the compass or large cookie cutter, trace a 4 inch, diameter circle into a sheet of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corkboard&lt;/span&gt; and cut out with scissors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I measured how much rope each of my coasters would take and then I cut 5 more pieces of rope of the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;length&lt;/span&gt; for the rest of the coasters. I singed each end with the lighter. My glue is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flammable&lt;/span&gt; so I had to do this step ahead:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find the center of the coaster and apply glue arrange the singed end on top, coiling it in place. Continue to glue and cover, use pins to keep the cord in place(I did not have pins, I used my other hand to keep it in place, I got glue all over my hands and took a long time to remove it so I would use the pins next time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glue the end in place and remove the pins when glue has dried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what they look like, you can use any color you want! You can do this to round stools, picture frames or a round table top, of course it works best with round objects!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a great Mother's Day gift for a friend! The rope was $4.oo at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lowe's&lt;/span&gt; for 50 ft, and the glue was $4.00 too! I still have rope left for more coasters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327620370277448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Se-Cf_SFutI/AAAAAAAAANw/48c9ttaI-pQ/s400/coasters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1340948684786006509?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1340948684786006509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/rope-coasters.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1340948684786006509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1340948684786006509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/rope-coasters.html' title='Rope Coasters'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Se-Czzz84MI/AAAAAAAAAN4/f9OlT2bJfbs/s72-c/coaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3711518420766046659</id><published>2009-04-21T18:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:46:56.432-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>I was Tagged! 5/8 Things</title><content type='html'>I was tagged as a follower by &lt;a href="http://adaywithjake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; over at&lt;a href="http://adaywithjake.blogspot.com/"&gt; A Day with Jake!&lt;/a&gt; So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 Things I'm looking forward to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Australia in late May!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The summer coming soon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding out if my husband got the Head coach position&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giving my parents their anniversary gift&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the Steve Irwin Zoo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visiting family in California this summer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting a nice haircut before my vacation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting in shape&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 Things I did yesterday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a pedicure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to eat dinner at Texas Roadhouse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the mall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picked up house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did a load of laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picked up kids at my parent's after dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waited, and waited to find out if my husband got the position and no word....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 Things I wish I could do:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to NYC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat healthy everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have another job, any other job!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Landscape my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be organized and not procrastinate so much&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get together more often with my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get more me time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 Shows that I watch on TV:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Office&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Racheal Ray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manana es para Siempre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Idol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parks and Recreation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Showbiz Tonight on CNN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrity Apprentice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 People to tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will do the same as &lt;a href="http://adaywithjake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather!&lt;/a&gt; I will tag you if you follow me so I can't wait to see your list!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3711518420766046659?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3711518420766046659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-tagged-58-things.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3711518420766046659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3711518420766046659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-tagged-58-things.html' title='I was Tagged! 5/8 Things'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1144087232952519675</id><published>2009-04-20T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:47:21.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><title type='text'>High School Head Football Coach</title><content type='html'>Ever since he was little, my husband has always been a great fan of football. He was born in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gridley&lt;/span&gt;, California and so he inherited being a fan of The Raiders! His Dad and Mom are also great fans and I have dearly grown to like them too! Eric our little boy is so loyal to the Raiders that he will bash the Cowboys when the name comes up(No offense to anyone) We live in Texas BTW! He talks about how great his daddy's team is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mm&lt;/span&gt;(hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;they do better&lt;/span&gt; this fall):)&lt;br /&gt;When my husband decided to become a teacher and football coach after being in the Air Force for four years we were not surprised; for his main goal has always been to be a high school football coach. He is a big football trivia guy that knows everything there is about football, football players, stats you name it, he knows it.&lt;br /&gt;When he became a teacher he was soon hired at Santa Teresa High School and soon he became the offensive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;assistant&lt;/span&gt; coach there. He really enjoys it so much! Then the opportunity to be head coach finally came and today after a long four months he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;interviewed&lt;/span&gt; for the position! He has worked so hard in practicing interview questions and coming up with a mission and basically just trying to figure out how to convince the principal and everyone else that he is the right guy for this position! He bought this really nice black suit and a red tie. He said a red tie signifies that he's is confident and in control.&lt;br /&gt;Andre told me this morning that Daddy was talking to himself the whole weekend. He said I think he's practicing for his big meeting! I asked my husband;he smirked and said yeah I was talking out loud practicing some interview questions!&lt;br /&gt;Today he had the big interview and he said he knows he nailed it. There were 8 other applicants that interviewed. He said the principal and his assistant principal congratulated him on his interview performance. The principal will make his decision today. I hope it's good news! I don't know what will happen if he doesn't get it, but I don't want to think that far out, I'm just hoping that he brings me good news today!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1144087232952519675?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1144087232952519675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/high-school-head-football-coach.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1144087232952519675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1144087232952519675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/high-school-head-football-coach.html' title='High School Head Football Coach'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5642728738908536236</id><published>2009-04-17T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:41:03.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Something Borrowed, Something Blue</title><content type='html'>I have been busy lately reading books! I love to read, it takes me to another world and this week I finished the second book to this short saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Borrowed by Emily Griffin is about a girl named Rachel White. She's an attorney, on her thirtieth birthday party she ends up sleeping with her best friend Darcy's fiance! Rachel had too many drinks and can't believe what happened. She's the good girl, the one who has the common sense, and then realizes she's falling in love with Darcy's fiance. This book will keep you on your toes, in anticipation to what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Blue in the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;installation&lt;/span&gt; to the first book and follows what happens after the end of Something Borrowed. This book is just as good and it left me laughing and crying and seeing the true meaning of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; through the writer's eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading and these two are great reads that will leave you completely addicted for more!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5642728738908536236?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5642728738908536236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-borrowed-something-blue.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5642728738908536236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5642728738908536236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-borrowed-something-blue.html' title='Something Borrowed, Something Blue'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7731740002069795847</id><published>2009-04-15T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:48:16.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rude people'/><title type='text'>Cleaning the house Ugh...</title><content type='html'>Today I will share some tips that are included on The Martha Stewart Homekeeping Handbook.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fun to clean house, but things do need to be tidy and in their place in order to have a good balanced life. Yeah right ha? Who can? Specially when you have kids around that help or shall I say contribute to 80% of the mess. Here's some of her tips and feel free to comment whether good or bad. This book has really great tips, some are realistic and some are not; but with anything you adjust to your lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Her six things to do everyday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make the bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manage clutter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sort the mail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean as you cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wipe up spills while they are fresh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweep the kitchen floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Her weekly homekeeping&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe surfaces, including sinks, countertops, the outside of the ventilation hood,refrigerator and cupboard doors, top of refrigerator, appliance exteriors, shelves, and furniture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe the inside of oven,microwave,and toaster oven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flush drain with boiling water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;discard foods and beverages past their prime time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust light fixtures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe the inside and outside of trash and recycling bins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum and mop floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dining Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dust surfaces and objects, including furniture and light fixtures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum upholstery and floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Living Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fluff and rotate sofa cushions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;discard magazines and catalogs on coffee or side table store those you want to keep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dust surfaces and objects,including furniture, light fixtures and electronics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum upholstery and floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Entryways,Stairs, and Hallways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum and mop floors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum stairs and landings &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe mirrors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;launder machine washable throw rugs and runners&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bedrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change and launder sheets and pillowcases&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fluff pillows and comforters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;discard magazines you don't want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dust furniture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;empty trash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum floors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bathrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean toilets,bathtubs, showers and sink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe mirrors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;change and launder bath mats, towels and washcloths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;empty trash bins and wipe inside and outside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum and mop floors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Throughout the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wipe hand and pet prints from windows and glass doors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacuum vents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dust top of books and shelves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7731740002069795847?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7731740002069795847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/cleaning-house-ugh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7731740002069795847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7731740002069795847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/cleaning-house-ugh.html' title='Cleaning the house Ugh...'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7486841422897199521</id><published>2009-04-14T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:45:34.383-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway prizes'/><title type='text'>I was sick,but better now</title><content type='html'>I was a sick person yesterday! I started out with the sniffles on Friday, Saturday it turned into a full blown cold, and Sunday I couldn't eat, I had nausea and diarrhea Ugh! I did go to work but I was miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost called in on Sunday, but I thought they were going to say that I was lying since it was Easter; So I didn't. I was walking around like a living zombie, holding my stomach every time I heard a pang and whoosh and my stomach turning upside down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adolescent patients received their Easter candy from their parents and I said not too much candy! Of course they gave them the whole bag and they were so hyper laughing, not listening! Constant redirection was needed! So I was holding my stomach all the while saying "no don't do that!" Or "stop laughing and pay attention this is not a party", or "you need to watch your boundaries":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was still sick and lucky for me my husband was off from work, he's a teacher. The kids were out of school too! I stayed in bed all day. Everyone went to the park and I missed out on a great day with everyone! I hate being sick but today I feel so much better, I think the best medicine was to sleep it off. I slept so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I did receive the book that I won over at &lt;a href="http://crazeescotts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday is a Crazee Scott's day!&lt;/a&gt; It's a book called Silver's Lure by Ann Kelleher! Thank you&lt;a href="http://crazeescotts.blogspot.com/"&gt; Juls &lt;/a&gt;I enjoy reading books and this book is a romance book so I will be hooked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7486841422897199521?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7486841422897199521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-sickbut-better-now.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7486841422897199521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7486841422897199521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-sickbut-better-now.html' title='I was sick,but better now'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2680877619970836015</id><published>2009-04-09T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:42:56.796-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway prizes'/><title type='text'>Show me the booties!but please don't sing.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7glR-J8qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Sq3LD5A-JHo/s1600-h/bootiescard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322938740682388130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7glR-J8qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Sq3LD5A-JHo/s400/bootiescard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I received something special in the mail! I won these booties over at &lt;a href="http://it-really-is-all-about-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Roxane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://blakesdoublelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blake's blog&lt;/a&gt;. See they're sisters and they team up together and do giveaways once a week, isn't that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well besides being awesome blogs they were pretty cool to give these booties as a giveaway! Their mom's an artist and she made them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to visit her gallery page go to &lt;a href="http://blakesdoublelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blake's blog &lt;/a&gt;and check it out she is very talented! Thank you very much, I love them! Here's some pictures of Nicky wearing them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322938379361450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7gQP8h-_I/AAAAAAAAANI/rtjLyfUQU7E/s400/nickybooties3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On a very sad, sad note, I would like to announce that my singing is officially not allowed in front of Nicky anymore! I played my iPod and started singing the song from Jessica Simpson, "Come On Over". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I'm the only person that likes that song!?I like it so much that I started singing really loud and this is what Nicky started doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322948987582554530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7p5upiIaI/AAAAAAAAANY/SGnG-309I2I/s400/nickycrying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322949423776241330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7qTHmNlrI/AAAAAAAAANg/iulDEeHURYc/s400/nicky+crying+loud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I'll stop singing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2680877619970836015?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2680877619970836015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-me-bootiesbut-please-dont-sing.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2680877619970836015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2680877619970836015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-me-bootiesbut-please-dont-sing.html' title='Show me the booties!but please don&apos;t sing.....'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sd7glR-J8qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Sq3LD5A-JHo/s72-c/bootiescard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2539147853840699639</id><published>2009-04-08T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:53:08.296-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos of kids'/><title type='text'>Filling in daddy's shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdzw6eShH0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZkJLLNYLyw/s1600-h/nickywaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322393746998894402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdzw6eShH0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZkJLLNYLyw/s400/nickywaving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322393300150739698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdzwgdpnYvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UEioLqB-Tok/s400/nickyshoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdzwsEB1rnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JjPbxHPE_Mg/s1600-h/nickyshoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322393499431448178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdzwsEB1rnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JjPbxHPE_Mg/s400/nickyshoes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdzwOC3KboI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FtNNRSOCydE/s1600-h/nickytakingoffshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322392983722159746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdzwOC3KboI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FtNNRSOCydE/s400/nickytakingoffshoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-2539147853840699639?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2539147853840699639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/filling-in-daddys-shoes.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2539147853840699639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2539147853840699639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/filling-in-daddys-shoes.html' title='Filling in daddy&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdzw6eShH0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZkJLLNYLyw/s72-c/nickywaving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7120548167674765876</id><published>2009-04-07T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:28:11.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdvGf7biW3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ez80I6y-DN8/s1600-h/pads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322065636499807090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdvGf7biW3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ez80I6y-DN8/s400/pads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me wonder sometimes why people are so quiet about talking about their periods. I find that woman hardly talk about their periods or anything as remote or close to it. For example when I got my period, I never told my mom until 3 months later, and kept it as a big secret because I was embarrassed. So there I am using toilet paper as a pad, and trying my best to hide all evidence in the bathroom so that no one would know! This went on for a while until I finally had the guts to tell my mom. I said "mom something terrible has happened to me and we need to talk" my moms jaw dropped, I sat her down and I confessed my dirty little secret. She was so relieved and said "Oh you scared me! Lets go buy some pads!" The first time I ever wore pads I was like wow why didn't I tell my mom from the beginning? This is so much better than toilet paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom never spoke to me about getting your period, I did learn those facts through my fifth grade friends. We did not know all the facts just what their big sisters had told them, and yes we were scared to get it. Naturally when I got it, I was scared to let anyone know. I thought, am I considered a women now? Am I gonna get treated differently? I was 11 yrs old at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of books out there that talk about how women dealt with the first time they got their period, and many of the stories are not pretty ones! One girl talks about how she was with her grandpa of all people when she got it and was unfortunately wearing white pants. She said her grandpa freaked out and dropped her of at the nearest drugstore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have encountered many teenage girl patients, that are scared to approach me because they are scared to talk about it. They say something like "Ms um I have a problem, I am cramping really bad because I um I'm on my period" I give them pain medication, and later they look so relieved that they told someone! See even in these times women don't like to talk about it. It should be a natural normal thing, it is normal... yet it's such a taboo to say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MENSTRUAL CYCLE, PERIOD, BLOOD, DIRTY PANTS, DIRTY UNDERWEAR, HEAVY FLOW, LIGHT FLOW,PADS, MINI PADS, TAMPONS, CRAMPS, VAGINA, PMS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-7120548167674765876?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7120548167674765876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/taboo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7120548167674765876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7120548167674765876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/taboo.html' title='A Taboo'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdvGf7biW3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ez80I6y-DN8/s72-c/pads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8523398632357569711</id><published>2009-04-06T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:49:12.675-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><title type='text'>Mrs. Piggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdp6ZwnlsgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8wSeA3iFHss/s1600-h/piggin+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321700492657930754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdp6ZwnlsgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8wSeA3iFHss/s400/piggin+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made it through another stressful weekend at work! Yay, hooray, fantastico!! I'm too happy, but let me tell you something, I think I ate nonstop at work. On Saturday I ate normal, then on Sunday when I came in to work, I ate cereal, then I ate lunch, then my co-worker and I were craving burritos from this place close to work. Everyone was too busy to go so I called my husband and he went to get them. These burritos are enormous and so delicious! I got a brisket with chile relleno, yum the cheese melts in your mouth and the flour tortillas are homemade. Then my friend gave me her sunflower seeds and of course I ate them. Then dinner came and I ate, then it was snack time and I ate two cookies with milk. It was then 10:30 pm and I still ate two rolled tacos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stomach was bloated and I could not move by 11:00pm! I was so stressed that I dealt with it by eating! It was funny because my co-worker was doing the same thing and everytime I would see her she was eating and everytime she saw me I was eating!:) She then told me that everyone was going to say that the weekend nurses love to pig out! I was laughing with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes us eat like that? I rarely do this and I don't want to get in a habit of doing it either! I'm not ready to go shopping for bigger size of clothing. It was just an urge and everything was so chaotic and crazy that my only time and excuse to get a "me" time was to eat! Well I'm happy to say that today is back to normal, well sort of, I did eat a bowl of ice cream, but I do that sometimes:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-8523398632357569711?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8523398632357569711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/mrs-piggy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8523398632357569711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8523398632357569711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/mrs-piggy.html' title='Mrs. Piggy'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sdp6ZwnlsgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8wSeA3iFHss/s72-c/piggin+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-262440949527306602</id><published>2009-04-03T16:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:49:45.404-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdaTYtioCzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZK06pQS9qto/s1600-h/alohafriday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320602062535789362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdaTYtioCzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZK06pQS9qto/s400/alohafriday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pretty awesome &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kailani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;An Island Life &lt;/a&gt;is hosting Aloha Friday!In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.If you’d like to participate, just post your own question on your blog, then go link up with Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Linky&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kailani's&lt;/span&gt; page.&lt;/a&gt; Don’t forget to visit the other participants! It’s a great way to make new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends! Oh, and don't forget the comment protocol! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the question: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What is your favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; song to sing and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My answer: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I rarely karaoke, but next time I do I will sing Sweet Child of Mine by Guns-n-Roses, but cover your ears I sing ugly, out of tone and it gets worse if I've had a couple of glasses of wine!!Know what I mean??:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-262440949527306602?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/262440949527306602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/aloha-friday.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/262440949527306602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/262440949527306602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/aloha-friday.html' title='Aloha Friday'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdaTYtioCzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZK06pQS9qto/s72-c/alohafriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-7272794022730756767</id><published>2009-04-02T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:50:22.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Today's snack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVdwV5IhNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OhY_EK8VK0w/s1600-h/liquado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320261619899991250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVdwV5IhNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OhY_EK8VK0w/s400/liquado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids always get back so hungry from school that I always have something healthy ready for them to eat, like fruit, milk, cereal, just something to satisfy them until dinner time. Once in a while they request Liquados! Yummy those are so good and nutritious. Liquados bring back childhood memories for me, my mom used to make them all the time for us. Here's the recipe on how to make one if you ever feel the need for a fruity sweet taste from a drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get the fruit you will use, in this case I used strawberries, but you can combine it with bananas, or you can make one with just peaches, blueberries, bananas, mango or even papaya. Whatever fruit you want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320257791868644802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVaRhXVrcI/AAAAAAAAALg/_AiZRFVosZY/s400/strawberies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chop up the fruit, put it in the blender, then you get the milk, 1%, 2% and whole works better. Get 1 cup or cup and a half of milk and add it to the blender. Feel free to use skim milk if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320258613426848914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVbBV6FBJI/AAAAAAAAALo/Xkm1k4bEaBU/s400/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you have to sweeten it up, I always use either honey or regular sugar for the kids, and for me two packets of Splenda per serving. If you use sugar use 1 tbsp and same with honey. I like'em sweet but it's up to you how much you want to use.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320259629976079602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVb8g2TTPI/AAAAAAAAALw/26TQn5pvxaY/s400/splenda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add it all to the blender and blend on high for about 1-2 minutes or until all the fruit is no longer seen. If you want to make a banana liquado always add one tsp or two of cinnamon and 1/8 tsp of vanilla, it's super good this way. You can always add ice to blend with your liquado too, I prefer to drink mine without ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm in a hurry I sometimes add a scoop of protein to mine and it works as a meal. I either substitute breakfast or lunch. It's very filling and tasty doing it this way too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320264222636884466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVgH119wfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1C9RoLUzZCY/s400/soy+powder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8077140638419933684-7272794022730756767?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7272794022730756767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-snack.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7272794022730756767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/7272794022730756767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-snack.html' title='Today&apos;s snack!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdVdwV5IhNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OhY_EK8VK0w/s72-c/liquado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3632553027846960697</id><published>2009-04-01T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:44:07.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>It's all in my head</title><content type='html'>How come you never get a great song stuck in your head? It's always a commercial jingle or a holiday carol that we end up humming all day. Well, today I found the Duck Song. I listened to it once and I thought it was cute. Then, Andre wanted to hear it so I played it again and now its stuck. Everywhere I go I am saying, "Waddle, Waddle" and "Hey, Got any Grapes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, click on the song and listen to it once. But, I dare you to listen to it twice, you'll hate me for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtN1YnoL46Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtN1YnoL46Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3632553027846960697?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3632553027846960697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-all-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3632553027846960697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3632553027846960697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-all-in-my-head.html' title='It&apos;s all in my head'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1682165935953342434</id><published>2009-04-01T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:43:47.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMSNGdpGdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/89wiKniUyvw/s1600-h/singinghappybirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319615601137228242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMSNGdpGdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/89wiKniUyvw/s400/singinghappybirthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi guys I'm back! There a number of things that I want to talk about, first of all Eric's Birthday party was a big hit! Everything went as planned and a couple of things happened, like my nephew Gabriel dipping his face in the cake and getting cake all over his face! All the kids were laughing at him and he was showing off! I almost had a heart attack and my little sis took him to the bathroom to wash off his face and talk to him. I guess now that I think of it is was funny but Eric didn't think so LOL! Anyways here's some pictures of the games, the kids playing, the cake and Eric with his pinata!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319614212223870194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMQ8QW5JPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ucuaHG5qVqw/s400/lava+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319613763489926802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMQiIsYjpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RVN6b3CGYJk/s400/ericmariopinata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319615216423595538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMR2tSw7hI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y1RXzOlvpZE/s400/mariomustachegame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319614819055641842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMRfk-3JPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/G1F41JPfi5A/s400/triyclerace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319613111321237442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMP8LLQF8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_rNwaDu2nBY/s400/banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMYFelWpxI/AAAAAAAAALI/K12RGKKxIpc/s1600-h/I_love_your_blog_award.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319622067242837778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMYFelWpxI/AAAAAAAAALI/K12RGKKxIpc/s400/I_love_your_blog_award.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMYbi4G6AI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7dfKyR3Hp9M/s1600-h/award_butterfly.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319622446352361474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMYbi4G6AI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7dfKyR3Hp9M/s400/award_butterfly.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also want to thank &lt;a href="http://leecielooand7boystoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandy Jenney &lt;/a&gt;at&lt;a href="http://leecilooand7boystoo.blogspot.com/"&gt; Leeci Loo and 7Boys Too! &lt;/a&gt;for giving me a double award! Thank you I am very honored to receive these awards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMZv8Wmh7I/AAAAAAAAALY/6Hsl6UNzTdg/s1600-h/nickyasleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319623896300160946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMZv8Wmh7I/AAAAAAAAALY/6Hsl6UNzTdg/s400/nickyasleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also want to show you what happens when my husband takes care of the kids on the weekend!:) That's Nicky. Shae says he was playing "Baby in the Bugie" we always sing that song and he got too tired and ended up falling asleep in the basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1682165935953342434?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1682165935953342434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1682165935953342434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1682165935953342434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-wednesday.html' title='Random Wednesday'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SdMSNGdpGdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/89wiKniUyvw/s72-c/singinghappybirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2104633003508444528</id><published>2009-03-27T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:55:13.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sc2aO2BubcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6hWllMNj3wI/s1600-h/alohafriday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318076314806021570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sc2aO2BubcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6hWllMNj3wI/s400/alohafriday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty awesome &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;Kailani&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;An Island Life &lt;/a&gt;is hosting Aloha Friday!&lt;br /&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like to participate, just post your own question on your blog, then go link up with Mr. Linky on &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/"&gt;Kailani's page.&lt;/a&gt; Don’t forget to visit the other participants! It’s a great way to make new bloggy friends! Oh, and don't forget the comment protocol! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The question for today is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PERFUME, AND WHY IS IT YOUR FAVORITE; DOES IT REMIND YOU OF SOMEWHERE,SOMETHING OR SOMEONE; OR DO YOU JUST LIKE THE SMELL, PRICE OR DESIGNER?? LET ME KNOW!!CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOUR ANSWER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My answer is Micheal Kors because I love the sophisticated smell, it always puts me in a great mood and I love all the compliments that I get when I wear it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2104633003508444528?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2104633003508444528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/aloha-friday.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2104633003508444528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2104633003508444528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/aloha-friday.html' title='Aloha Friday!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sc2aO2BubcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6hWllMNj3wI/s72-c/alohafriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1825633843294447216</id><published>2009-03-26T16:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:18:56.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me Crazee!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.crazeescotts.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a140/Crazeescotts/Doesthismakemecrazee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of 100 posts, Juls over at &lt;a href="http://crazeescotts.blogspot.com"&gt;Everyday is a Crazee Day&lt;/a&gt;, wants to see just how crazee I am. This is what makes me crazee. Are you crazee too?? Well head on over to &lt;a href="http://crazeescotts.blogspot.com"&gt;Everyday is a Crazee Day&lt;/a&gt;, and play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate road rage drivers! If they tailgate me I drive waaay slower and it makes me laugh because they get so annoyed!:) Does this make me Crazee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I danced the Soulja boy with my nephew J. at our Christmas party and he thought it was cool that I knew it,(I think) hey gotta keep up with the new dances, it's like MC Hammer for our times! Does this make me Crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I yell at my husband for no reason sometimes...I guess to vent out, Does that make me Crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I swam laps today and was so exhausted and out of shape, Micheal Phelps makes it look so easy and I kept thinking of that all day! I could picture myself swimming like him, I was so disapointed that I didn't, Does this make me Crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I should be at Sam's shopping for last minute party things for my son's 6th birthday, instead I'm writing this and procrastinating, I guess I work under pressure. Does this make me Crazee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm hooked to this spanish novela called Manana Es para Siempre and I even TIVO if I know I'm gonna miss it, totally addicted, Does This make me crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm calling in sick on Saturday for my son's Birthday party, I'm faking that I'm sick, hey every time we request off they say there's no nurses to come in for us, so yeah this is easier to do SHHHHH dont' tell anyone...Does this make me crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. This guy pissed me off yesterday in the middle of the street, While I was talking to my mom, (We were following each other and we pulled over to talk because for some reason she never answers her cell phone)This guy got annoyed, he yelled some shit at me and I yelled back a couple of curses, to which my mom asked? Was that necessary? Yeah my mom had to see this side of me, Does this make me Crazee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that's enought crazeeenes for today hope you can sympathize with me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1825633843294447216?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1825633843294447216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-me-crazee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1825633843294447216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1825633843294447216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-me-crazee.html' title='Things that make me Crazee!!!!!!!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2477560377749614690</id><published>2009-03-25T01:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:52:08.569-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Eric's Birthday, Happy Birthday my little one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmzc3DMSqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HscfB4EDI3Q/s1600-h/BrendaEricRetro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316978143482628770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmzc3DMSqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HscfB4EDI3Q/s400/BrendaEricRetro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Eric's Birthday! He is my middle child but acts like he's the oldest. He's always lecturing his big brother about what to do, it's like he's street smart don't know where he gets that from:). He is a very common sense kind a boy that loves to play Wii and Nintendo DS. For this reason he requested that his birthday party be a Mario Bros. Party! Yesterday all the party goodies arrived in the mail he was so excited, that him and Andre decided to take pictures by the big Mario board that we ordered. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316981031844429202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scm2E_CTvZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jomYGhN-cdA/s400/mario.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Last night I stayed up making the party favor bags. The invitations for his party were already sent out last week. He invited 13 kids in his class and we hope that they all come along with family members and close friends. We are planning Mario games like a coin hunt, a tricycle race, pinning the mustache on Mario with eyes closed of course! We also want to do a jump around lava game. I bought trophies and medals for first, second and third winners and plan to take pictures of them in a platform, just like the game. My sister is making a mushroom cake and there will be a Mario pinata and of course lots of candy:) Eric has decided to dress up as Mario, we ordered the Mario hat and mustache, and he already has a red shirt and blue overalls! Here's some pictures of the birthday boy that turns six years old today!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmy0Cihq0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/xc92yg82SVY/s1600-h/Eric+Shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316977442192206658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmy0Cihq0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/xc92yg82SVY/s400/Eric+Shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316979047677826850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scm0RfcIFyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/14msM5fjkM4/s400/Eric+Fish+Tank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980038092853986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scm1LJBeEuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wiLaWC2QtsU/s400/EricDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980594375948514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scm1rhVseOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DjKK7PYxCmg/s400/Eric+Bahamas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmz4nTqk7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/iG--GFkO9Ag/s1600-h/Eric+Sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316978620293092274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmz4nTqk7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/iG--GFkO9Ag/s400/Eric+Sand.jpg" 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/8077140638419933684-2477560377749614690?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2477560377749614690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/erics-birthday-happy-birthday-my-little.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2477560377749614690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2477560377749614690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/erics-birthday-happy-birthday-my-little.html' title='Eric&apos;s Birthday, Happy Birthday my little one!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Scmzc3DMSqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HscfB4EDI3Q/s72-c/BrendaEricRetro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3823213613715191756</id><published>2009-03-24T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:44:45.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Scary Video</title><content type='html'>Ok watch out! This video is too scary to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGGWSEbWKjI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGGWSEbWKjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband made this video as a mock to this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n5lw1beIdjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n5lw1beIdjQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3823213613715191756?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3823213613715191756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/scary-video.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3823213613715191756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3823213613715191756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/scary-video.html' title='Scary Video'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1121106428058255500</id><published>2009-03-23T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:46:32.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>She said, He said</title><content type='html'>SHE SAID:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday night I got back super tired from work! Exhausted and all I wanted to do was lay down and do nothing. I had just worked 16 hrs straight! I was happy to find that my People magazine came in and I was laying in bed reading it. I then remembered that it was midnight and I have to get my things ready for work. I also remembered that I had washed my black scrubs to wear the next day or had I? My husband was on my side and I quickly asked him to go check the drier, I was too tired to get up. My husband then came back with the dried wrinkly scrubs to which I asked can you iron them for me? Just as he was laying down in bed he said "you need to ask before I lay down" In a mean tone! I then was pissed and got up and ironed my damn scrubs! I just wanted to lay around and do nothing else! He got up too but I told him it's too late and then I ironed my clothes! See if I do any nice favors for him anytime soon! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, my wife is a nurse. She works two days a week, Saturday and Sunday, but she works a minimum of 16 hours each day. Usually its 18-20 hours. She gets home anywhere from midnight to 2 am. However, no matter how late she comes home, I always wait up for her to see her. I am a teacher and the head football coach at a high school. So, I put in 60 hours a week plus I take care of our three young children on the weekends. I also get pretty tired. My wife gets home at close to midnight. I waited up for her after washing the dishes, doing the laundry, and cleaning the house. We lay in bed and have a conversation. I begin to fall asleep when she asked me to get her people magazine. I get out of bed and get it. She reads for 15 minutes or so, I am nearly asleep when she asked if I could get her scrubs from the dryer. I get out of bed, get the scrubs and lay them on a chair in our room. She is still reading and I inform her that her scrubs are on the chair ready for tomorrow. I lay back down, fall asleep for 10 minutes when she asked if I could iron her scrubs. That is when I say, "Why can't you just tell me to get your magazine, get your scrubs out of the dryer and iron them?!! Why do you wait until I am asleep everytime?!" I admit I was rude, but I got out of bed to do it when she said that she will do it herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS RIGHT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1121106428058255500?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1121106428058255500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-said-he-said.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1121106428058255500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1121106428058255500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-said-he-said.html' title='She said, He said'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-8175949771575753733</id><published>2009-03-18T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:41:50.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're having a bad day when......</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eG_V4eB5PR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eG_V4eB5PR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uLECuGK07U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uLECuGK07U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-8175949771575753733?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8175949771575753733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-youre-having-bad-day-when.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8175949771575753733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/8175949771575753733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-youre-having-bad-day-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re having a bad day when......'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5788994457333934954</id><published>2009-03-18T00:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:09:15.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ScCdm41BGII/AAAAAAAAAI4/F4yJek-Uy1c/s1600-h/mewithlilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ScCdm41BGII/AAAAAAAAAI4/F4yJek-Uy1c/s400/mewithlilly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314420851712530562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ScCbMV9Fm6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/w0uK8QSLdnI/s1600-h/lillynme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ScCbMV9Fm6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/w0uK8QSLdnI/s400/lillynme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314418196651285410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister on the day she got married!oh and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5788994457333934954?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5788994457333934954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday_17.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5788994457333934954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5788994457333934954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday_17.html' title='Wordless Wednesday!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/ScCdm41BGII/AAAAAAAAAI4/F4yJek-Uy1c/s72-c/mewithlilly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-5135259165725140888</id><published>2009-03-13T01:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:52:07.823-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>I karate chopped a banana in an elevator because I'm NOT crazy!</title><content type='html'>This is too funny; it reminds me of seventh grade! Hee Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the month you were born:&lt;br /&gt;January-------I did the Macarena With&lt;br /&gt;February------I loved&lt;br /&gt;March--------I karate chopped&lt;br /&gt;April----------I licked&lt;br /&gt;May----------I jumped on&lt;br /&gt;June----------I smelled&lt;br /&gt;July----------- I kicked&lt;br /&gt;August--------I had lunch with&lt;br /&gt;September----I danced with&lt;br /&gt;October-------I sang to&lt;br /&gt;November-----I yelled at&lt;br /&gt;December-----I ran over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;1-------a birdbath&lt;br /&gt;2-------a monster&lt;br /&gt;3-------a phone&lt;br /&gt;4-------a fork&lt;br /&gt;5-------a snowman&lt;br /&gt;6-------a gangster&lt;br /&gt;7-------my mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;8-------my dog&lt;br /&gt;9-------my best friends' boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;10-------my neighbor&lt;br /&gt;11-------my science teacher&lt;br /&gt;12-------a banana&lt;br /&gt;13-------a fireman&lt;br /&gt;14-------a stuffed animal&lt;br /&gt;15-------a goat&lt;br /&gt;16-------a pickle&lt;br /&gt;17-------Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;18-------a spoon&lt;br /&gt;19------ - a smurf&lt;br /&gt;20-------a baseball bat&lt;br /&gt;21-------a ninja&lt;br /&gt;22------- your mom&lt;br /&gt;23-------a noodle&lt;br /&gt;24-------a squirrel&lt;br /&gt;25-------a football player&lt;br /&gt;26-------my sister&lt;br /&gt;27-------my brother&lt;br /&gt;28-------an iPod&lt;br /&gt;29-------a surfer&lt;br /&gt;30-------a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;31-------a llama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last number of the year you were born:&lt;br /&gt;1--------- In my car&lt;br /&gt;2 --------- On your car&lt;br /&gt;3 ----------- In a hole&lt;br /&gt;4 ----------- Under your bed&lt;br /&gt;5 ----------- in an elevator&lt;br /&gt;6 --------- sliding down a hill&lt;br /&gt;7 --------- Riding a Motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;8---------- at the dinner table&lt;br /&gt;9 -------- In line at the bank&lt;br /&gt;0 -------- in your bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;White---------because I'm cool like that&lt;br /&gt;Black---------because that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;Pink-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want&lt;br /&gt;Red-----------because the voices told me to.&lt;br /&gt;Blue-----------because I'm NOT crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Green---------because I think I need some serious help.&lt;br /&gt;Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars&lt;br /&gt;Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Brown---------because I can.&lt;br /&gt;Other----------because I'm a Ninja!&lt;br /&gt;None----------because I can't control myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's your turn leave a comment with yours...can't wait to see it!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-5135259165725140888?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5135259165725140888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-karate-chopped-banana-in-elevator.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5135259165725140888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/5135259165725140888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-karate-chopped-banana-in-elevator.html' title='I karate chopped a banana in an elevator because I&apos;m NOT crazy!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1317780137424204581</id><published>2009-03-12T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:51:28.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>I'm a year older today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SblzJZ9VtVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_MZBOpyGPFk/s1600-h/birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312403840884389202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SblzJZ9VtVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_MZBOpyGPFk/s400/birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is my b-day and I wish it still felt like when I was a little girl. You know when you get all excited, can't wait to see what you got, can't wait for your b-day party! I notice as I get older the magic goes away. Don't get me wrong, I love to get presents and I'm excited that hey I'm still alive to celebrate. I don't know, even in my twenties I would get super excited. I wonder if you hit a certain age where yeah your B-day is just another day when you get older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom got sick this week and she's at home doing better, and then I guess I forgot that I was gonna have a b-day coming up! Then I remembered Oh yeah I'll be 34, wow time flies! My mom and my sister are planning to do a little family party on Friday. I told my mom forget it your sick, but she won't have it any way. My sister says we are having it don't worry I'll do everything. So now I feel bad. My sister always makes my favorite Italian Creme cake for me. I always request that for my b-days. This cake is the best cake I've ever tasted! It's a wedding cake that my sister makes with pineapple pieces, walnuts and cream cheese, this along with other things that she adds is an explosive combination in your mouth that keeps you wanting more! She makes beautiful cakes, great tasting cakes for all occasions! My b-day cake of course will be a lot smaller than a wedding cake, but oh so delicious! I told my sister, to just make me my cake, bring it to my house and I'll gladly stuff my face. I told her that would make me the happiest! She said no we are having a party for you on Friday! Today I'm planning on getting a home manicure and pedicure and hopefully go out to dinner with my esposo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've been thinking about; now that I'm getting older I need a little tune up! You know how we do it for cars, well I think I need one too! Next week I'll get a face chemical peel; my dermatologist recommended it so I'll be brave and do it! On the top of my list is to continue eating healthy and to get into an exercise routine. I've been so bad with that lately! So now off to pampering myself!! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1317780137424204581?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1317780137424204581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-year-older-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1317780137424204581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1317780137424204581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-year-older-today.html' title='I&apos;m a year older today'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SblzJZ9VtVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_MZBOpyGPFk/s72-c/birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2892410168588924236</id><published>2009-03-11T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:38:24.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbdbU3exIkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EX4P-QtuWp8/s1600-h/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbdbU3exIkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EX4P-QtuWp8/s400/parents.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311814699555299906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and some of the grandkids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2892410168588924236?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2892410168588924236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2892410168588924236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2892410168588924236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbdbU3exIkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EX4P-QtuWp8/s72-c/parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3218636410081033540</id><published>2009-03-10T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:10:21.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My house is dirty</title><content type='html'>I hired a lady to help me clean the house today. After picking her up she quoted a little higher than my friend had told me she charges, so I said OK if that's what you charge. She got to my house and I explained about all my green cleaning etc. She's been pretty much compliant, except that by noon, she complained to me and said my house was dirty. I thought in my mind that's why I hired you! It's weird too considering I picked up the whole house last night and just left the general cleaning. I mean like mopping, sweeping, dusting, cleaning windows and bathrooms, clean kitchen counter tops and appliances. I thought she would appreciate that but I guess not. Keep in mind that I had done that general cleaning on Friday and I even thought umm the house isn't even that dirty. I guess I was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then told me that she may not finish the job today and she may have to come tomorrow to finish. I can't afford her tomorrow so then I started cleaning so that she can finish. She then asked me how come I'm cleaning and I said so you can finish on time. Oh and she told me that she only works till 4pm, after she had told me on the phone she works from 8-5. She started working at 9:30am. I been offering her coffee, water, soda, to eat breakfast and lunch, so I don't think it's that bad. She acts like I'm abusing her! I'm gonna kill Sophie she recommended her to me, OK back to more cleaning I don't want her to freak out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3218636410081033540?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3218636410081033540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-house-is-dirty.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3218636410081033540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3218636410081033540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-house-is-dirty.html' title='My house is dirty'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-2180070065372405784</id><published>2009-03-09T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:53:13.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have something to say</title><content type='html'>Today I got my People magazine and I love when this happens. See I'm addicted to all kinds of magazines but my favorite is definitely People. I was so shocked when I read the cover to see that two of the headlines were exactly what I had blogged about last week! Maybe I should freelance for them! Either that or they saw my blog and copied it:) I think I might be on to something mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that Kelly Clarkson came out with her new CD, called &lt;strong&gt;All I Ever Wanted.&lt;/strong&gt; I heard the first single &lt;strong&gt;My life Would Suck Without You &lt;/strong&gt;and I really liked it. It reminded me a lot of &lt;strong&gt;Breakaway&lt;/strong&gt;, and I so loved that CD. When she came out with &lt;strong&gt;My&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt; I hated all the songs. I don't know it felt like it wasn't her even though she claimed that it was all her own music. She said she wanted to put it out no matter what the labels thought. Big mistake, I think she's learned her lesson and she's obviously done a comeback with &lt;strong&gt;All I Ever &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanted!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a big fan of American Idol since the beginning, and I like to see when they get it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited with the new movie coming out on DVD this Tuesday called &lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Getting Married&lt;/strong&gt;, I don't even know what exactly it's about, but I know that Anne Hathaway came out in it and does a really good job. She even got nominated for this role at the Oscars. I'm renting that tomorrow, hopefully it doesn't disappoint me! Bye for now and Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-2180070065372405784?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2180070065372405784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-something-to-say_7017.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2180070065372405784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/2180070065372405784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-something-to-say_7017.html' title='I have something to say'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3124819813336405882</id><published>2009-03-06T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:27:35.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lemonade Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbDj2yJOhJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/uoQ4BwvI85w/s1600-h/lemonade_award_from_Rhondi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbDj2yJOhJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/uoQ4BwvI85w/s400/lemonade_award_from_Rhondi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309994490982728850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nominated for the lemonade award by my dear bloggerina &lt;a href="http://it-really-is-all-about-me.blogspot.com"&gt;Roxane&lt;/a&gt;! I don't know what I did to deserve this but thank you! I don't know how often I turn lemons into lemonade but I sure try my best; I think right?  Read my post on stressing out, you'll know what I'm talking about, I'm trying. I'm nominating the blogs that have given me great support and that put up with my not so fun venting out posts! Including you &lt;a href="http://it-really-is-all-about-me.blogspot.com"&gt;Roxane&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you for listening! Have a great weekend guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules for this award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put the logo on your blog or post&lt;br /&gt;2) Nominate at least 10 blogs that show great attitude or gratitude&lt;br /&gt;3) Link to your nominees within your post&lt;br /&gt;4) Let the nominees know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog&lt;br /&gt;5) Share the love and link to the person from who you received your award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this award on to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://counselormommy.blogspot.com"&gt;Counselormama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://trueloveisamama.blogspot.com"&gt;trueloveisamama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://elashrycasa.blogspot.com"&gt;mistika &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://crazeescotts.blogspot.com"&gt;Juls&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://yogabitch.blogspot.com"&gt;peewee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://suburbsanity.blogspot.com"&gt;Debbie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://foreverfoldinglaundry.blogspot.com"&gt;forever folding laundry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://1momof5.blogspot.com"&gt;Lolli&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://20timesaladyspillingit.blogspot.com"&gt; Amanda Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.zencupcake.com"&gt;Ms Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3124819813336405882?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3124819813336405882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/lemonade-award.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3124819813336405882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3124819813336405882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/lemonade-award.html' title='The Lemonade Award'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/SbDj2yJOhJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/uoQ4BwvI85w/s72-c/lemonade_award_from_Rhondi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-3416847922045361734</id><published>2009-03-05T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:31:19.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This world has gone insane!</title><content type='html'>Yeah I know you heard a millionth time about what the Bachelor did! For those of you who don't he proposed to Melissa on national TV, only to find out three months later that he made the wrong choice. He said he was really in love with Molly the runner up, so he breaks up with Melissa on national TV and announces to the world that he wants to start dating Molly the runner up! Molly is ecstatic and even kisses him right there and then. OK so why am I appalled? Hello Molly the guy picked you second and he did state he was in love with two women at the same time, can't you have a little self respect for yourself???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown and the whole Rhianna fiasco. Chris Brown went on a rage rampage and beat her up and then threatened to kill her!! What does Rhianna do? She gets back with him. Why oh why? Have some dignity, the guy treated you like trash, dirt, scum and you want to forgive him? You really think you're gonna change him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that I don't know if it's me but this world has gone insane! What happened to women who have self respect? Who are role models and teach other women that no we are deserving of the best and we will not tolerate such treatment? I feel sorry for all the teenage girls out there who have to see all these examples of low self esteem women who settle for anything and anyone. Women who are willing to get humiliated in public by these men and still think that these men are worth something! If my grandma heard about this going on she would definitely go off and put her two sense into this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-3416847922045361734?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3416847922045361734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-wrong-with-women-didnt-our-moms.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3416847922045361734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/3416847922045361734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-wrong-with-women-didnt-our-moms.html' title='This world has gone insane!'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-1729697939100502805</id><published>2009-03-03T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:03:58.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sa4ArMFAJsI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vx0fwiclCD0/s1600-h/dogstressing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sa4ArMFAJsI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vx0fwiclCD0/s400/dogstressing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309181752692975298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in my life when sometimes I'm more stressed out than others. For example my job can leave me so stressed out to the point where I get home and it's hard to unwind! You know the transition from work to home can be hard at times because I can't stop thinking of work. This weekend at work was very stressful to the point where I worked 16 hrs both Sat and Sun and I ate standing up on Saturday because it was so busy, and I didn't have time to even eat dinner on Sunday. To all of you who aren't nurses, be happy that you didn't pick that career!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so stressed out that even yesterday I still could not unwind. I had a terrible migraine and to top it off we had an employee meeting at work. Today I'm better and I have voiced to myself that I can't let this happen again. In the future I will apply a lot of my stress techniques and more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Top Ten Stress Techniques that have worked before are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a warm bath, preferably with a nice scent or even better Epsom salt to loosen up muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk to a friend, vent out or blog it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you're on a diet don't read this.&lt;br /&gt;Eat something indulging and good; give in! For example I love my Dairy Queen &lt;br /&gt;blizzards with M&amp;Ms on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. OK this ones worse but hey if you can do it GO Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch a good movie or better yet go to the movies by yourself you will have zilch distractions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a massage!!They're expensive but worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go for a good run! It always works for me the faster the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go out with a friend for dessert or better yet for a drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Go to Barnes and Nobles and drink a nice Starbucks coffee while you're there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. OK I didn't want to say this one but I have to, Get Drunk! OK not necessarily drunk but you know a couple of glasses of wine won't hurt!Oh if you do get drunk don't mix the drinks, you will get a hangover the next day or it might make the hangover last longer. Not that I'm an expert on this:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-1729697939100502805?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1729697939100502805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-want-to-get-drunk-with-me.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1729697939100502805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/1729697939100502805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-want-to-get-drunk-with-me.html' title='Stressed out??'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/Sa4ArMFAJsI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vx0fwiclCD0/s72-c/dogstressing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077140638419933684.post-360459648250830726</id><published>2009-02-27T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:21:53.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habla Espanol?</title><content type='html'>Today we will learn a little spanish.  In case you did not know, spanish is the language of love.  So I bring you the first semester of spanish, with your romantic instructor Mike Polk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngRq82c8Baw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngRq82c8Baw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're ready for your second semester! Oh by the way conosco Erik Estrada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNuGKbwRudE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNuGKbwRudE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope today's lesson was educational, hasta la vista... au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077140638419933684-360459648250830726?l=wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/feeds/360459648250830726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/02/habla-espanol.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/360459648250830726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077140638419933684/posts/default/360459648250830726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenbrenexplainsitall.blogspot.com/2009/02/habla-espanol.html' title='Habla Espanol?'/><author><name>I will explain It all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12948157678581484848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxlyDNiSr5k/S6Ao7gS_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pxZId6pBDkw/S220/Brenda+with+Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
