<?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-2452318108439243786</id><updated>2011-12-17T02:53:49.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have Stolen My Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>A Tail of Pigtails and Parenthood.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-5417191917572803804</id><published>2009-08-21T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:25:01.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever and Advice</title><content type='html'>Addie got super sick this weekend on us. Her fever went all the way up to 104. When we took her to the ER her heartrate was 199 bpm. Which I thought was REALLY high. But the nurses said with her fever being sooo high and then her screaming bloody murder while they were trying to get her blood pressure and heart rate that it just made it higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when I went for the follow up appointment with our pedi the doctor said he wanted to have her xrayed again in 2-3 weeks to make sure she didn't have an enlarged heart?!?! Talk about giving a momma a heart attack. So I am patiently trying to wait my 2 - 3 weeks. I asked if he thought there would be any problems and he said he didn't think but it was just a precaution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, should I be concerned? Has anyone ever had to do this? Could the high fever/heartrate have caused the enlarged heart OR is the high heartrate a SIGN of an enlarged heart? I wish I would have thought to ask but I didn't. Also, wouldn't this have been caught in other checkups and such?&lt;br /&gt;Anything anyone could tell me about this would be very much appreciated. I start Student Teaching Monday and I really don't need anything else to worry about at this point. Im already stressed about leaving her and about all the work that will go with Student Teaching this semester. Plus the fever from the weekend was a result of an ear infection! I do not want to be going through another round of those suckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-5417191917572803804?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/5417191917572803804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=5417191917572803804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5417191917572803804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5417191917572803804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/08/fever-and-advice.html' title='Fever and Advice'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-7271980958977566543</id><published>2009-08-10T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:40:42.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time....</title><content type='html'>Wow, life has been crazy and we have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has flown by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold our house. And proceeded to try to close on the one we are buying and the bank didn't give us the loan. For completely stupid reasons. They didn't like the comparable houses because one house was 6 miles away instead of 1 mile away. And another house was sold a little less then a year ago and they wanted it to be within the last 6 months. We are moving to a little town in the middle of nowhere! Where nothing has been sold IN that town in a year because people don't move away from there. So dumb!&lt;br /&gt;So now we are going through another bank and have to wait until the end of this month. We are currently living with my in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;Glen, Addie and I share a room. Its been interesting. I can't wait to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my student teaching in 2 weeks. I keep telling myself 15 weeks and I am done with school! Then I won't have to leave monkey anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey turned 2 in June. She still isn't talking much but the doctors said her hearing is okay so that makes me feel better. We are working with her and its finally starting to come some. They said its just where she couldn't hear for 6+ months that she fell a little behind. I'm trying not to worry and just work with her. Say a prayer though that she will start soon. I want to hear that little voice soooo bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the main reason I haven't been updating is because I have been sick. I am 19 weeks pregnant! We found out Thursday that it is another little girl! We are so excited. I think we are going to name her Rylie Jayne. But the middle name is subject to change on if we find something we like better. =)&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going great. She is growing good. Right on track. I'm due January 7th and I finish Student Teaching December 4th so the time is going to fly by.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gained any weight yet. Just lost a bunch. But I finally popped out this week. My regular clothes are just starting to get tight. I need to go shopping for some school clothes anyways so I'm going to invest in some dresses I think. Because I can wear them now while it is hot or I can pair it with boots and a sweater and be warm when it starts getting cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to get moving. Monkey and I are at Panera right now so I could get online. No internet at the in-laws. She is starting to get restless and considering we have been here for an hour and a half she has done really good. I will update when I can! Hope this finds everyone doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a recent pic of Monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SoBNP6nq1DI/AAAAAAAAIbM/w6HMQdiXThw/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 554px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SoBNP6nq1DI/AAAAAAAAIbM/w6HMQdiXThw/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375691654648882" 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/2452318108439243786-7271980958977566543?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/7271980958977566543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=7271980958977566543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7271980958977566543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7271980958977566543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time....'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SoBNP6nq1DI/AAAAAAAAIbM/w6HMQdiXThw/s72-c/IMG_2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-8710116717607090152</id><published>2009-04-23T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:12:16.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics and such</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;So I have been REALLY bad about updating apparently. Time just got away. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Not much has been going on. I was sick for like a week and felt awful. Luckily Addie didn't get. I am now feeling better but still have a bit of a cough left.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I have class tonight. Addie is laying down for a nap early since she woke up at 7 (Why!? I don't know) and didn't go back to sleep. We are also potty training and she has her good and bad days. I think it would help a lot if she could talk and tell me when she needs to go. Which brings me to another bit of news. Birth - 3 is coming back next week. I was putting it off until we sold our house but I don't know if that will happen anytime soon so we need to start it. Hopefully she will start talking soon. I really can't wait. They think she is delayed a bit because she couldn't hear for so long because of the ear infections. Fun times.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;We have an open house Sunday from 2 - 4. I hope a lot of people show up and we get an offer. Say a prayer for us please if you think about it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I have been taking a lot of pictures lately. I have Photoshop Elements but completely suck at it. So I was playing around with Picasa and I really like the way these photos turned out. Some of them are from Easter Sunday others are just random. Enjoy! *Let me know what you think of the new verses the old. I would really like some feedback so that I can make my pictures better.* **The old is first, the edited one is second**&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfChNWfZB2I/AAAAAAAAFxk/8Q4Z-h5NPH4/s1600-h/IMG_2007%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="390" alt="IMG_2007" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfv-EARWI/AAAAAAAAFxo/gLj-7owMNuA/IMG_2007_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfwTkT1mI/AAAAAAAAFxs/O510tXRJgfE/s1600-h/Park%20Photoshopped%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="378" alt="Park Photoshopped" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfw6k7CJI/AAAAAAAAFxw/95hXnYWkfPk/Park%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfxuPqBFI/AAAAAAAAFx8/5FOWq3aN8YQ/s1600-h/IMG_2033%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="285" alt="IMG_2033" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfyVRFHwI/AAAAAAAAFyA/UWfzAFakfps/IMG_2033_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfzQhzBFI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/8kWk_BMSk_Q/s1600-h/Kitchen%20-%20Photoshopped%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="290" alt="Kitchen - Photoshopped" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfz0YjUkI/AAAAAAAAFyU/ZK4j3rBr1dA/Kitchen%20-%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf0uOKNTI/AAAAAAAAFyg/-AlhfnECxRQ/s1600-h/Kitchen%20-%20Photoshopped.2%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="287" alt="Kitchen - Photoshopped.2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf1MNX-kI/AAAAAAAAFyk/mOoF4ZOGJGM/Kitchen%20-%20Photoshopped.2_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="417" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf13kYOXI/AAAAAAAAFys/VlVfcVrwxTs/s1600-h/IMG_2055%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="399" alt="IMG_2055" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf2RU0hpI/AAAAAAAAFy0/2PzERP0pf8Y/IMG_2055_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf3BY_tjI/AAAAAAAAFzA/fyEg4RJFe4o/s1600-h/3%20Girls%20-%20Photoshopped%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="401" alt="3 Girls - Photoshopped" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf3k8vOVI/AAAAAAAAFzI/gjVFu5lLLUE/3%20Girls%20-%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf4W_ATWI/AAAAAAAAFzM/aGFOGrK6bg8/s1600-h/IMG_2051%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="404" alt="IMG_2051" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf45QYZaI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/VeTFL4-CBLI/IMG_2051_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf5a90iPI/AAAAAAAAFzY/2nfDf-U3KIc/s1600-h/Sydney%20-%20Photoshopped%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="409" alt="Sydney - Photoshopped" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf56H66gI/AAAAAAAAFzo/b15gRJqDQqI/Sydney%20-%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf6g0Zi1I/AAAAAAAAFzs/delFD2IINAA/s1600-h/IMG_2058%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="412" alt="IMG_2058" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf6yvd8FI/AAAAAAAAFz0/xCW2d-_eioc/IMG_2058_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf7y4pCSI/AAAAAAAAF0A/j-emCa0peoE/s1600-h/Addie%20Outside%20-%20Photoshopped%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="412" alt="Addie Outside - Photoshopped" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf8XLwmfI/AAAAAAAAF0E/mVPjyCkyi4I/Addie%20Outside%20-%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf9GR_6fI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/I47QwDc_xxU/s1600-h/IMG_2116%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="413" alt="IMG_2116" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf9W0s_0I/AAAAAAAAF0U/clcPxQr2shI/IMG_2116_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf-KpW1DI/AAAAAAAAF0g/e3Wd32tiNvY/s1600-h/Addie%20Crown%20-%20Photoshopped%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="413" alt="Addie Crown - Photoshopped" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCf-gFub_I/AAAAAAAAF0k/390trQF5iCc/Addie%20Crown%20-%20Photoshopped_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;So what do you guys think? What's your favorite picture? What do I need to work on? Any opinions are welcome =) I know I have a lot to learn.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;*I realize that some of the pictures the girls have shadows on their faces. We went out at noon on Easter Sunday. And that was the worse time to go out. I've learned that lesson.*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-8710116717607090152?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/8710116717607090152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=8710116717607090152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8710116717607090152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8710116717607090152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-pics-and-such.html' title='New Pics and such'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SfCfv-EARWI/AAAAAAAAFxo/gLj-7owMNuA/s72-c/IMG_2007_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-4506431514349264247</id><published>2009-04-01T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:30:58.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So my husband got me &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001TQT9BU"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as my birthday present. I am so very excited! I needed/wanted a new diaper bag for awhile and I finally found one that I love that wasn't ridiculously expensive. I wanted something cute but that wasn't to big. Addie has gotten to the point where she doesn't need much when we go out now so the big bags I was carrying need to go! Yay, for carrying purses again. I love bags. Any and all. I'm obsessed. What can I say. I can't wait for it to come in. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-4506431514349264247?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/4506431514349264247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=4506431514349264247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4506431514349264247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4506431514349264247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-present.html' title='Birthday Present'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-4710562001919706695</id><published>2009-04-01T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:22:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Does anyone have any good ideas for potting training? Addie actually peed on the potty for the first time last night and I was really excited for her. We have been sitting her up on the potty every night before we give her a bath and last night she actually peed a bit. So I'm thinking it might be a good idea to start but I have no idea where to start. PLUS, my biggest fear is that she can't/won't tell me right now. See she isn't really talking yet, at all. So how am I suppose to know she needs to go if she doesn't understand to tell me at least some of the time. Because trust me I know there will be accidents but I think they can be seriously reduced if she was talking. Should I get pull-ups now? Or stick with the diapers a bit longer? Or should I change her into actual panties so it &amp;quot;feels&amp;quot; different? Should I get a potty chair or just stick with a regular toilet? Cause I'm leaning more towards the regular toilet. The thought of potty chairs gross me out for some reason. Anyway, any tips are appreciated greatly!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-4710562001919706695?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/4710562001919706695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=4710562001919706695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4710562001919706695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4710562001919706695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/04/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training ...'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-752848869544868417</id><published>2009-03-31T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:25:04.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Target and Girly Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;When I was at Target today I ran into my OB/GYN. So I stopped to talk to him. Which I didn't think would be weird until after the fact. He is the one that actually delivered Addie *there are 2 different doctors in the office, you see them both while pregnant*. I started telling him about us moving and that I was probably going to have to change doctors. I got into the details of Glen's job because he asked what he was doing now and such. So he told me to call the office and he is going to try to find me a doctor in the area where we are moving too *if we EVER sell our house*. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;After I walked away from him I kinda felt weird. Here I am in the middle of the CD section talking to the man that delivered my child. I left feeling&amp;#160; ... well weird. Do you all think it was weird to talk to him in the middle of the store? Should I have just tried to act like I hadn't seen him and walk on by? Would anyone else had stopped to talk to your girly doctor? Would you have felt weird after the fact? Maybe I'm just thinking to much about it because it wasn't weird at the time, just after I started thinking about it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-752848869544868417?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/752848869544868417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=752848869544868417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/752848869544868417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/752848869544868417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/03/target-and-girly-doctor.html' title='Target and Girly Doctor'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1438058544221160400</id><published>2009-03-28T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:19:59.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Keeps Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;We have found 2 houses in the area that we are moving to that we LOVE and to other houses that we like. So hopefully we will get this one sold soon so we can get one of those. My question though is how do you pick between a house that you love and a yard that you love? See I really like both houses, however, one I fell in LOVE with, but the yard sucks. The other house is almost exactly like the house we have now *which I like, just love the other one* but the property it sits on is awesome. So much room for kids to play. I'm pretty sure we will go with the one with the good yard, plus it has a 2 car garage where the other one does not. But we will figure it out. Hopefully they are both still on the market in the next few months.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Addie is doing GREAT. She is finally starting to talk more and she walks everywhere. She has yet to figure out how to stand herself up in the middle of the room but she is getting closer. I can see such a difference in her now that she is walking. Its like her whole mind has opened up. She understands more and does new things everday. And let me tell you, she is soooo lovey dovey. It makes my heart melt. She will just come up to me and reach for me and I'll pick her up and she will hug my neck really tight then kiss me. I can't wait for the first time she says &amp;quot;I love you&amp;quot;. When I say &amp;quot;I love you&amp;quot; to her she gives me a kiss. Its adorable.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I don't think I've mentioned but my grandparents bought me a new car. Well its actually a black 2009 Tahoe. I just got it a few days ago and I love it. It has the DVD player and Navigation system. Its awesome. Love it! I was so surprised when they said they were going to buy me and twin another one. I am so blessed with the best family EVER. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Next Saturday is my birthday. We will be going in and staying the weekend with my family. Mom is making spaghetti and salmon. Yummy! It should be a good time. I will be 26. How did that happen? I'm inching closer to 30 which just blows my mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Hubby loves his job. He is just getting home super late. Hopefully that won't last too much longer. He really likes it though and is really enjoying what he is doing. God really blessed us when He gave us this job.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Well I must go, we have people coming to look at the house this evening so I need to get ready. We have 2 different people coming in like a 2 1/2 hour period. Say a prayer for us that the house will sell soon! =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I'm going to leave you with some recent pics of stinker. Enjoy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qNeWUDcI/AAAAAAAAFuM/uXUDgSRk-Qk/s1600-h/IMG_1983%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="449" alt="IMG_1983" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qOR0fv3I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/oTREI3kT91M/IMG_1983_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qPbWjgJI/AAAAAAAAFuU/u-tn6nQmvKQ/s1600-h/IMG_1973%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="457" alt="IMG_1973" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qQW-GjdI/AAAAAAAAFuY/HN1MqKVLfVY/IMG_1973_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qRHXQLoI/AAAAAAAAFuc/Eoe9Ztw0vYI/s1600-h/Addie_Hat%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="415" alt="Addie_Hat" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qR4yzc2I/AAAAAAAAFug/q6OGw6CgY1g/Addie_Hat_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qS0ZUV7I/AAAAAAAAFuk/V2cwIH0y2aM/s1600-h/IMG_1946%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="464" alt="IMG_1946" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qTwCPGNI/AAAAAAAAFuo/4ZiHV58XHVw/IMG_1946_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1438058544221160400?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1438058544221160400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1438058544221160400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1438058544221160400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1438058544221160400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-keeps-moving.html' title='Life Keeps Moving'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/Sc5qOR0fv3I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/oTREI3kT91M/s72-c/IMG_1983_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-5055788413410853302</id><published>2009-03-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:47:51.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired. More like exhausted but whatever. I really just need a day to do nothing but it doesn't look like that is going to happen anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;We've had a lot of traffic for our house. Which is encouraging. We even had an offer but it fell through until the people sell theirs. Which I understand but still.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of packing makes me even more tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-5055788413410853302?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/5055788413410853302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=5055788413410853302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5055788413410853302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5055788413410853302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1024156801962607125</id><published>2009-03-01T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:55:22.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Good News!</title><content type='html'>Glen got a job!!!! We have to move. But not that far away which is great. The company found him online Wednesday of last week. They did a phone interview with him that night. Brought him in for a regular interview Friday. He was there for 4 hours and interviewed with like 10 different people. Monday the last guy called for a phone interview, he wasn't there Friday, 30 minutes later they called and offered him the job! He got a 17% pay raise as well! How is that for God answering prayers. He will be working with NASA and Lockheed Martin as well as other places but those are the two biggest. He is really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to really sell our house now. He is going to be driving 1 1/2 hour one way everyday until we sell our house. We have had 4 people come to look at in the the last 5 days. So please keep us in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I am almost done with my Observation for school. I have been there all day for the past 3 weeks so I haven't had time to get on here much. I can't get internet service while I'm there either so that sucks. So please forgive the lack of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sisters and brother in law are going to see David Cook this Friday. We are soooo excited! Glen isn't going to the concert but he is going up with us so he can hang out with some old friends. Sunday on the way back home we are going to go look at houses in the area we are moving too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is The Bachelor finale. I have a feeling I'm going to be upset with the ending. I've read a lot of stuff on the internet about him picking one girl and then breaking up with her during the After the Final Rose and going back to the other. And usually stuff online is pretty accurate. So we will see. I wish he would pick and stay with Melissa. I think she is a sweetie and I really like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here watching the Brothers and Sisters 2 hour "movie" event! I love this show! It's so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone out there watching LOST? What do you all think? Love it, hate it? I LOVE it. Its my favorite show on right now. I can't wait until we have all the answers. But once we get all them then the show will be off so that makes me a bit sad. Leave a comment and let me know what you guys think about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I gotta get up super early. Tomorrow is my last long day at the High school. The rest of the week is going to be easy as pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1024156801962607125?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1024156801962607125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1024156801962607125&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1024156801962607125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1024156801962607125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/03/such-good-news.html' title='Such Good News!'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1814782923345136422</id><published>2009-02-14T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:45:00.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad!</title><content type='html'>I have waited MONTHS for February 20th so that I could go get my Sims 3 game. And now they announced that it won't be released until JUNE 2nd! Sooooooo stupid! Why would you change the release date 2 weeks before it comes out. That girl in Gamestop must have thought I was crazy today because I was shocked when she told me June 2nd. She let me see the screen and everything. I feel bad now but I had been checking the site for months, since like August/September for dates and then it all of a sudden gets changed. AAahhhH! Stupid Sims people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1814782923345136422?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1814782923345136422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1814782923345136422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1814782923345136422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1814782923345136422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/mad.html' title='Mad!'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-6338280653150502651</id><published>2009-02-14T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:14:12.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day and other things</title><content type='html'>ADDIE IS FINALLY WALKING!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It happened about a week ago. She is doing wonderful. She is all over the place. Its so exciting. She fell and hurt her leg Thursday night. She didn't walk for 2 days but she is okay now. I love watching her! It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;We officially put our house on the market yesterday. Hopefully it sells fast in case we have to move. I'm not as upset about it as I thought I would be so that's always a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;Glen has got a bunch of calls from recruiters this week. Some are close to where we are now, others are 6/7 hours away. We would like to have one close to where we are now. But we are trusting God right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;I am currently doing 75 hours of observation in a high school. Its been pretty rough sleeping-wise for the baby. She is use to sleeping until like 9 and getting up before 7 then not taking good naps have been rough. She has been pretty grouchy today. I only have 3 weeks left and its not everyday so that's good. Hopefully it gets easier for her.&lt;br /&gt;I have actually done really good with leaving her. It hasn't been to hard. And the smile she gives me when I walk in the door is PRICELESS. It makes me feel sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it's only for a few more weeks though. The one next semester for 15 weeks will SUCK. This is 4 weeks, waaay different then 15 weeks. And the 15 weeks will be every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone this week. The Samsung Instinct. It pretty much rocks! My old phone wasn't that old BUT it was messing up for some unknown reason. I was looking on Sprint the other day and they were having a MASSIVE sale. I got a $500 phone for $100. You can't beat that. I wouldn't have been able to beat that deal ever. So I called Glen and he thought it was a good deal *for hubby to say it was a good deal, it was a good deal* so I bought it with my Christmas money I had saved. YaY. It has all kinds of cool features, including TV, which I didn't know about until last night. I can watch LOST from my phone, for free! Can we all say WoW! Ha. Ok enough about the phone. I'm sure no one cares. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at Olive Garden for V-day today. It was yummy good. I had the Ceasar salad and the 5 cheese ziti. Sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Glen's family is coming over after church for his birthday and to watch the Daytona 500. We are ordering pizza and just relaxing. It should be a good itme. Our nieces are coming over as well so it should be interesting. Hopefully my house won't be a total mess by the time everyone leaves. I'm trying to keep things pretty spotless since we will have people coming to look at our house *hopefully*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all I have for now. Sorry for the delay in posting, with me doing this observation stuff I feel like I don't have nearly as much time as I use to have.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update from my phone this week if I don't get on the computer much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-6338280653150502651?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/6338280653150502651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=6338280653150502651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/6338280653150502651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/6338280653150502651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-and-other-things.html' title='Valentines Day and other things'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-8886292956420961981</id><published>2009-02-06T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:36:05.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard of the Your Baby Can Read program? Have you tried it? Did it work? It looks like it really works well but sometimes TV ads can be deceiving. I just wanted to get some opinions before we order it. Me and my mom were going to go in half on it.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the website in case anyone was wondering: www.yourbabycanread.tv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-8886292956420961981?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/8886292956420961981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=8886292956420961981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8886292956420961981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8886292956420961981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-95326966912995789</id><published>2009-02-04T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:07:49.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST Challenge</title><content type='html'>My sister posted about a Lost Book Challenge. You have to read 5 books from &lt;a href="http://lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/Literary_works"&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt; by the end of the season. You can&lt;a href="http://lostbookschallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/sign-up-for-lost-books-challenge.html"&gt; sign up here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I love to read so I am going to try to do this as well. Hopefully I can do it with everything going on in our life right now. Might make for a good distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't pick just 5 so I am going to pick the ones that I want to read/have read and go from there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice's Adventures in Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia *check*&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter *check*&lt;br /&gt;Grimms Fairy Tales&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Bible *So I've read most of it but not all, and I doubt that I can read it all by May, but I wanted to put it on here anyways*&lt;br /&gt;Left Behind *check*&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Flies *check*&lt;br /&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;br /&gt;A Tale of Two Cities&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-95326966912995789?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/95326966912995789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=95326966912995789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/95326966912995789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/95326966912995789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-challenge.html' title='LOST Challenge'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-4412980308817023764</id><published>2009-02-04T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:53:31.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Badger Designs</title><content type='html'>That was mine, &lt;a href="http://breadlinedesign.com/naming_machine/index.htm"&gt;what is yours&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yes, I was bored and making sure Addie went back to sleep so I saw this on another blog and tried it.* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-4412980308817023764?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/4412980308817023764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=4412980308817023764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4412980308817023764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4412980308817023764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/blue-badger-designs.html' title='Blue Badger Designs'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1502371581083200202</id><published>2009-02-04T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:47:07.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>3 years of marriage today. How can time go so fast? In the last 3 years we have been through so much, good and bad, and we still come out strong and more in love everyday. You are my rock. My hand to hold when times get tough. My shoulder to cry on when it feels like the world will fall apart. The love of my life. My best friend. The man who gave me the most gorgeous 19 month old baby girl. You are my everything and I love you more and more everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making the last 3 years what they were. Thank you for being the man you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary Baby! *Muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1502371581083200202?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1502371581083200202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1502371581083200202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1502371581083200202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1502371581083200202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-heart.html' title='My Heart'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-3281730325994377510</id><published>2009-01-30T12:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:55:06.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in a Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;We woke up to a Winter Wonderland this morning. I LOVE the snow. I hate the cold but absolutely love when everything turns white. Glen had the day off work since he came in so late from his trip last night so we decided to bundle the Monkey up and take her outside for her first time in the snow. I don't think it went to great. The wind started blowing basically as soon as we walked out the door and it was blowing snow into her face. Hopefully she will like it as much as her Mommy and Daddy do when she gets bigger. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Here are some pics: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo6XoIG4I/AAAAAAAAFgk/jNMP3WQyHeo/s1600-h/IMG_1796%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="318" alt="IMG_1796" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo7GiSP_I/AAAAAAAAFgo/c9ZJ7-Ehndc/IMG_1796_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="463" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo7_OlD5I/AAAAAAAAFgs/Ht6PMn932Xo/s1600-h/IMG_1793%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="317" alt="IMG_1793" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo8XsqhiI/AAAAAAAAFgw/NMN1JIwTUfQ/IMG_1793_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo9DC-rNI/AAAAAAAAFg0/W9fxCS-ps84/s1600-h/IMG_1790%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="327" alt="IMG_1790" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo9595R2I/AAAAAAAAFg4/mG7HeAFlsmU/IMG_1790_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="476" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;********************&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I'm finally back from my parents. It was nice being there but I am soo glad to be home. I missed my husband big time. And Addie missed being home. I think she might be really close to walking. She has been walking EVERY WHERE all day. She doesn't want to crawl, she wants to walk. And every time she goes it gets a little further and a little further! I will be screaming it from the roof tops when she does finally start walking. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Here are some pics I've taken recently an haven't had a chance to upload. Enjoy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo_IZuLXI/AAAAAAAAFg8/qfJH_Kvpvmk/s1600-h/IMG_1774%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="467" alt="IMG_1774" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpALacsSI/AAAAAAAAFhA/LUnM9azRoXk/IMG_1774_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpBAaBUPI/AAAAAAAAFhE/tmMB4cCZqds/s1600-h/IMG_1782%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="470" alt="IMG_1782" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpBju1-VI/AAAAAAAAFhI/ftFtj1wwWnQ/IMG_1782_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpCCTH6MI/AAAAAAAAFhM/6PCgliK9WEo/s1600-h/IMG_1674%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="472" alt="IMG_1674" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpCzQRVeI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/oaM6bJBZSH0/IMG_1674_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpDht-ftI/AAAAAAAAFhU/oudtljOZd6I/s1600-h/IMG_1733%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="480" alt="IMG_1733" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpEVID2gI/AAAAAAAAFhY/UM-4Szx6Bwc/IMG_1733_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpE8dbYNI/AAAAAAAAFhc/eOFMf4BM0fY/s1600-h/IMG_1768%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="489" alt="IMG_1768" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpHKOnVhI/AAAAAAAAFhg/shVksRmqBv4/IMG_1768_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpIHPYfPI/AAAAAAAAFhk/UnrtpXsQ4oA/s1600-h/IMG_1681%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="314" alt="IMG_1681" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpI3d9UkI/AAAAAAAAFho/l8xmjnG615g/IMG_1681_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpJu_J2eI/AAAAAAAAFhs/SMoh7Lcp6JU/s1600-h/IMG_1757%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="468" alt="IMG_1757" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNpKi1nNII/AAAAAAAAFhw/_cTwx-t-QYw/IMG_1757_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;********************&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Sorry for the massive amount of pictures. I just couldn't resist. she looks sooo grown up in that last picture. How can she already be 19 months old? It doesn't seem possible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-3281730325994377510?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/3281730325994377510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=3281730325994377510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3281730325994377510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3281730325994377510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/walking-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Walking in a Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SYNo7GiSP_I/AAAAAAAAFgo/c9ZJ7-Ehndc/s72-c/IMG_1796_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-7385666885894850648</id><published>2009-01-26T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:31:09.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Well, Glen definitely does not have a job come June which completely sucks. But I'm doing okay. I finally have a peace about it which I haven't had. My Grandpa owns his own business which my Dad runs so they said he could work for them if he can't find anything. Which is the biggest blessing EVER at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is applying for whatever he can find in the area we are in. We really don't want to move far away, so I doubt that is an option right now. If we didn't have a job to fall back on then we would take anything we could get but since my family offered we have that and we are completely thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still going to go ahead and put the house on the market. Which I finally have a peace about that as well, maybe because of everyone praying for us. If he has to come work for my family then we would probably move a bit closer to them. They live a little over an hour away and it would suck to drive that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the furthest we are willing to go is 3 hours away where we went to college at. I have family there, and we have friends there that we love and miss. We also have a wonderful church that we use to attend there. However, I think that might be one of our last options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess a lot of praying and seeking God will be coming in the next few months *this job ends in June so we have 6 months*. I hope God will open doors for us and we just know its the right one. Right now, pray for our direction with the house and that we will know what the right choice is. That is probably the hardest decision right now since its our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for your prayers. We would really appreciate everyone's continued prayers as we figure out what is best for our family. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-7385666885894850648?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/7385666885894850648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=7385666885894850648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7385666885894850648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7385666885894850648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-4329440879865609265</id><published>2009-01-25T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:43:49.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>We find out the fate of Glen's job tomorrow at around 6.&lt;br /&gt;He is out of town all this week so his boss is going to call him. Which I'm VERY thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with my parents all this week. Glen took my car and I can't drive his truck so I didn't want to be stuck at my house completely immobile. I'm home being babied on by my mommy and daddy. =)&lt;br /&gt;Say a little prayer for us tomorrow if you think about it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-4329440879865609265?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/4329440879865609265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=4329440879865609265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4329440879865609265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4329440879865609265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-5918120423092387019</id><published>2009-01-21T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:00:40.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, we have been under a little stress lately. My husband found out Monday that the plant where he is a Quality Engineer is shutting down the line that he works on in June. We aren't 100% sure what this news means. We are planning for the worst but hoping for the best at this point. He will find out in a few weeks if they will keep him or not. He said he isn't holding his breath because they already have a Quality Engineer on that line. But he does a lot for the company and some people actually think they might keep him. So I'm praying hard that they do. Right now we are looking for jobs elsewhere. He has a degree in Aerospace and Mechanical Engineering and there are jobs out there but none close to where we are at. So we are looking at going ahead and putting our house on the market just to be on the safe side. We don't think it will sell fast, nothing is, so it would be better to go ahead and do it now and pull it off later if everything works out that we can stay.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say this is very stressful. I've cried many tears the past few days. I don't want to leave our family and friends. I want my baby girl to grow up near her families. So will everyone that reads this please say a prayer for us. Pray that I have peace with whatever happens. Pray that I can trust God in this situation even if it means moving, again, for the 3rd time in 3 years since we've been married. I'm having a hard time with all this and I don't want to. My husband isn't worried, but he doesn't worry about anything. He is the calm to my storm right now! Can you imagine having 2 of us worry like I do? Boy, that would be bad! His calmness is one of the MANY reasons I married the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-5918120423092387019?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/5918120423092387019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=5918120423092387019&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5918120423092387019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5918120423092387019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/stressed-out.html' title='Stressed out!'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2012947277599642821</id><published>2009-01-18T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:51:22.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I finally got to change my header! It has pics on it now. WooT! It took me a bit to figure out how to use the program I was using but once I caught on it was pretty easy to do&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;I went ahead and changed my background too. You can find the background at thecutestblogontheblock.com. They have TONS of amazing backgrounds for free! So what do you guys think? Don't ya just love it? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2012947277599642821?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2012947277599642821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2012947277599642821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2012947277599642821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2012947277599642821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/changes.html' title='Changes!'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1630813207573406404</id><published>2009-01-15T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:59:07.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, Long Time, No Writing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I have completely sucked with writing lately. After Addie got sick, both Glen and I got it. We were out for a week. It was awful. But the good news is that Addie got her tubes put in last Thursday and she has been GREAT! She is like a different baby. She didn't cry at all after the surgery. At first she was just a little groggy because of the anesthesia but once that wore off she was as happy as can be. The doctor said her ear was so bad he almost couldn't get it cleaned out even with her being out. There was so much gunk in there. there was even like a snot like substance in there. Needless to say we changed pedi this week. I was done. How can you miss her ear getting THAT bad when I've had her in there 4 times at least in 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;The doctor thinks she wasn't walking yet because of her ears and I have to say I agree. She is trying so hard to walk now. I'm hoping to have a walking baby in the next week or 2! Everyone say a little prayer for us that she starts walking soon! We are so ready for this stage. She is almost 19 months old.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely LOVE our new pedi. We went in for her 18 month check up on Tuesday and he was wonderful! He actually treated my sister when she had cat scratch fever when she was 5. Everyone says he is a little overly cautious but that's exactly what I need right now with her. He was so nice to us. He was calm and answered all my questions and I never felt rushed when talking to him. I think I'm really going to like going there.&lt;br /&gt;In non baby news, I started class today. I have a 75 hour student teaching class to complete this semester, an online class in the summer and then my full time student teaching in the fall and I am DONE! So little left to do. I keep thinking that once I'm done then I am DONE and I won't have to leave Addie or any of our *hopefully* other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch The Bachelor? I know its awful but I love that show. And I love Jason this season. I liked him on The Bachelorette. I really hope that it works out with whoever he picks. He seems like such a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also loving me some Greys Anatomy tonight. It was sooo good tonight. I'm hoping it gets back to its former glory days.&lt;br /&gt;And Private Practice is really breaking my heart tonight. Talk about holding back tears. Geesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures to upload of Addie from her surgery day and such but I will do it later. Its getting late now and I don't feel like digging out the cables so maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later taters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1630813207573406404?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1630813207573406404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1630813207573406404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1630813207573406404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1630813207573406404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-long-time-no-writing.html' title='Wow, Long Time, No Writing.'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2405429914848340323</id><published>2009-01-06T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:24:23.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Appointment Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you think of it, please say a little prayer for us tomorrow. We have an appointment with the doctor at 2:30 tomorrow *Wednesday* to see if Addie can have her tubes put in on Thursday. Apparently since she has been sick they might not do it. I think she is starting to get another ear infection. She is picking at her ear a lot right now. We want the tubes in bad. Otherwise, it will be at least another week. And if its next week I'm going to have to leave her that afternoon to go to class which I don't want to do! The thought of leaving my baby girl the day she is put to sleep sucks. So we are really praying they will do it this week. Say a prayer with us please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2405429914848340323?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2405429914848340323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2405429914848340323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2405429914848340323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2405429914848340323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/doctor-appointment-tomorrow.html' title='Doctor Appointment Tomorrow'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-8567136326730975073</id><published>2009-01-04T13:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:24:05.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joy!</title><content type='html'>And now Momma is sick. Joy! I'm medicating with Motrin right now. Does anyone have a better medicine to use? I have a constant headache, stuffy nose, sore throat and a cough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-8567136326730975073?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/8567136326730975073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=8567136326730975073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8567136326730975073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8567136326730975073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-joy.html' title='Oh Joy!'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-3625931996704306267</id><published>2009-01-02T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:01:33.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Long Nights..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SV6OsqnNv6I/AAAAAAAAE8I/o0KrzFgvJDg/s1600-h/DSC00804%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="339" alt="DSC00804" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SV6OtSQFu_I/AAAAAAAAE8M/Eh6VWxNhe18/DSC00804_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;This is the pitiful baby girl at the ER Wednesday night. She started getting sick on Tuesday morning when we were on our way to my parents house for the day. If we would have known she was feeling bad before we left we wouldn't have even went but she didn't show signs of not feeling good until we got there. By the time we got home Tuesday night she was running a fever of 101.4. We were up all night with her pretty much. Luckily we had a pedi appointment at 1 on Wednesday. He told us some things to watch for and gave an antibiotic. Said it was a virus of some sort. Well, around 5 that night she started screaming, and screaming, and screaming and started showing some signs of getting worse the doctor told us to watch for. We called the on call doctor and he said to take her to the ER just to be safe. She basically cried the whole time we were there. They stuck a thermometer up her poor behind, then stuck a cotton swab (checking for strep throat, her throat is awful) up her nose for a minute (this included holding her down), then they did an xray to make sure she wasn't getting pneumonia (this involved being strapped down). So much fun let me tell ya. *Insert sarcasm* But they said we were doing all we could for her and she didn't have anything they tested her for so they sent us home.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;We were up with the poor girl all night while she cried. She cried until noon Thursday. Glen decided to give her a really warm bath and that helped and she FINALLY went to sleep. My mom and dad came over to help us with her. It was much appreciated. She bascially slept on my mom all day. Then last night she got another bath and fell right to sleep around 10. After she coughed up a bunch of mucus. Slept until 7:30 this morning, went back to sleep at 8:30, woke up at 9:30, went back to sleep at 10 then woke up at 12:15. *And yes, mommy was sleeping the entire time as well*. She is now back to sleep, we put her down around 3 and she is still sound asleep at almost 5. She was so tired and pitiful. But had a good nights sleep last night as evident from the picture below. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SV6OuXIixbI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/QI5Q7uCZjd0/s1600-h/IMG_1647%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="261" alt="IMG_1647" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SV6Ou7MPDpI/AAAAAAAAE8U/cVxb-33u7kU/IMG_1647_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#ff0080"&gt;What do you mean I'm having a bad hair day, Mom?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;Doesn't she look ten times better? We still can't get her to eat anything, and the one bit of something she did actually try to eat she got choked on because her throat hurts so bad. But she is drinking lots of milk and water and that's fine by use.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;So needless to say our New Years Eve plans didn't happen. We were in the ER then home with a screaming baby. I didn't even see the ball drop. Its funny how things change when you become a parent but I wouldn't change it for the world *the parent part, I would definitely change the sick part =D*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;In other news, I am anxiously awaiting a new lens for my camera I bought myself with my Christmas money. Its suppose to be a good lens so I'm super pumped. Lots of pictures will be taken once it gets here. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Mangal" color="#000000"&gt;My husband was suppose to work today and he did go in but apparently no one told him that the whole place had the day off work today. So he came home at 12. He is better then me, I so would have turned right around and came back home. But its nice having him home right now. He is actually sitting beside me playing PS3 NCAA Football '09 online while I typed this post. He is getting killed by these online ppl. I'm not helping matters by teasing him. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-3625931996704306267?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/3625931996704306267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=3625931996704306267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3625931996704306267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3625931996704306267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-long-nights.html' title='A Few Long Nights..'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SV6OtSQFu_I/AAAAAAAAE8M/Eh6VWxNhe18/s72-c/DSC00804_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-3440394354146967995</id><published>2008-12-28T20:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:57:28.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '08 and Other Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYmOLRbfI/AAAAAAAAE7M/FKl2SYGstx8/s1600-h/IMG_1410%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="261" alt="IMG_1410" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYmykIFqI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/VBFkQ4lxXwk/IMG_1410_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Christmas this year was GREAT! We went to my parents house on Christmas Eve and stayed the night until Christmas morning. Then headed to Glen's families house around noon. Then finally home to our own house. We had such a good time spending time with our families. We were all blessed with so much more then we needed. Addie got so much stuff she doesn't know what to do with it all. My parents got Glen and I a Bluetooth speaker phone and a extremely nice booster antennae for our car. You see, we live in mountains. Sometimes our cells don't get the best service. Especially when you head to my parents house. And with all the traveling I do by myself to their house during the week its nice to have. We live about an hour away from my parents, so its an easy day visit drive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Addie actually caught on to how to open the presents finally. She opened gifts from mommy and daddy last and that was when she was really into opening them. We weren't about to lug everything we got her to everyone's houses. We wouldn't have had room for anything. When we started opening everything and putting stuff together it honestly looked like a tornado hit my house. Crazy! But it was fun watching her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;In other news, the baby has to have tubes put in. January the 8th, Can you say one nervous mommy right here. I hate that they have to put her to sleep but honestly I think its for the best. The doctor said she had so much ear wax built up in one ear that was hardened to the point where he couldn't even get it out. He tried 2 suctions and she clogged up both! Poor baby. Its no wonder she isn't walking yet. I really think that she doesn't have balance. I just don't understand why the ped let it get sooo bad. It kinda makes me just a bit mad. He saw the wax. When you've been in there 4 times in 3/4 months you would think that he would get the wax out! I just don't know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;My husband is home from work until Friday. He has been off since this past Tuesday so its been awesome and Addie and I are completely spoiled already. We love having him here. We ordered some new end tables and such for the living room so maybe they will get here so he can put them up before he goes back to work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;I also have exciting news! I got a new lens for my camera. I have heard very good things about this lens and it seems to have really good reviews on it so we bought it today. I can't wait until it gets here. Hopefully it will help my pictures turn out the way I want them too. We will see.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Firenze SF" color="#000000" size="3"&gt;Well, I think I will leave you with pictures and head to bed. Addie didn't sleep well last night so we were up with her until 5 am. Not fun!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYoGIY6SI/AAAAAAAAE7U/AifPVpLZGv8/s1600-h/IMG_1512%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="358" alt="IMG_1512" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYpWTagCI/AAAAAAAAE7Y/ifmCzIbo4mI/IMG_1512_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYq3GJHWI/AAAAAAAAE7c/411SUr49LR4/s1600-h/IMG_1484%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="280" alt="IMG_1462" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYsbtncMI/AAAAAAAAE7g/nak_5P-uEls/IMG_1462_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="289" alt="IMG_1484" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYtyyWLsI/AAAAAAAAE7k/BqLtZ70Isw8/IMG_1484_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-3440394354146967995?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/3440394354146967995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=3440394354146967995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3440394354146967995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3440394354146967995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-and-other-random-things.html' title='Christmas &amp;#39;08 and Other Random Things'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SVhYmykIFqI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/VBFkQ4lxXwk/s72-c/IMG_1410_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-5046640841690324566</id><published>2008-12-18T13:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:32:42.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" color="#000000"&gt;So Birth- 3 came the other day. We have to wait until at least January 13th before anything else happens. Its been a fun waiting game let me tell ya.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" color="#000000"&gt;In the meantime, Monkey got another ear infection. That's the 4th one in like 3 or 4 months. So the doctor finally decided to send her to an ear specialist. We are actually wondering if maybe something is going on with her ears and that could be throwing off her balance which would explain why she isn't walking yet. So they made the appointment for the specialist for Monday morning at 7:45! I can't believe they got us in before Christmas. I feel so blessed and relived all at the same time. Glen gets to go with us as well so that makes it 10x better. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" color="#000000"&gt;On top of all that, she now has diarrhea. FUN! The doctors office told me to give her Gatorade/Pedialyte! Ha! Yeah right. The child won't drink anything but water and milk. They told me things to watch for so I'm hoping it doesn't get any worse. There is a stomach virus going around here so it could be that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" color="#000000"&gt;So that concludes the fun events that have been happening around here. These next few days are going to be super busy. Friday I'm heading in to eat lunch with my grandparents. Saturday we have my husbands families Christmas party. Sunday is church. Monday is my only day to relax before we leave for my families house on Tuesday afternoon. We will stay with them until Thursday around 11 then we will head back over here to spend the rest of the day with Glen's family. Addie won't be opening gifts from me and Glen until Christmas night but its ok. She doesn't really understand what is going on anyway's. I don't even know if she will really &amp;quot;open&amp;quot; anything, probably just play with the paper instead of the gifts! Ha! Anyway's, lots of pics will be coming your way in the next few days *I hope*!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" color="#000000"&gt;I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas. Be safe traveling. And remember Jesus is the Reason for the Season! =)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUrBdPLdumI/AAAAAAAAE7E/9ZniwbCc_zs/s1600-h/DSC00767%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="383" alt="DSC00767" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUrBeSTg2yI/AAAAAAAAE7I/eLqmWH_MKWk/DSC00767_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-5046640841690324566?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/5046640841690324566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=5046640841690324566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5046640841690324566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5046640841690324566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-much-going-on.html' title='So Much Going On'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUrBeSTg2yI/AAAAAAAAE7I/eLqmWH_MKWk/s72-c/DSC00767_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-3009552633052287211</id><published>2008-12-15T13:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:59:29.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Fan in the Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mom, What do you mean I'm not a Jedi?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTDk5jESI/AAAAAAAAE6U/7u7ni3YegXI/s1600-h/IMG_1341%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="217" alt="IMG_1341" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTEFFGpaI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/RzlFlxjh9oM/IMG_1341_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You see, Obi Wan is my Master. We are tight.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTFNEayoI/AAAAAAAAE6c/-pC4U8oYpAI/s1600-h/IMG_1339%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="308" alt="IMG_1339" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTGPC0I-I/AAAAAAAAE6g/xjcBDuasj0I/IMG_1339_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Even though he won't let go of my lightsaber!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTHnaJKTI/AAAAAAAAE6k/jXX7g0JXJ48/s1600-h/IMG_1343%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="217" alt="IMG_1343" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTIePiabI/AAAAAAAAE6o/u-cHhlHROTE/IMG_1343_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Maybe Luke will let me have his. Lets see...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTKGElx6I/AAAAAAAAE6s/Sen1TYDvIfw/s1600-h/IMG_1347%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="238" alt="IMG_1347" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTKzhz_sI/AAAAAAAAE6w/hAX9xpLexho/IMG_1347_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;See I got two! I'm your worst nightmare ppl!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTL0npu5I/AAAAAAAAE60/XxcJeGP_pkM/s1600-h/IMG_1342%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="246" alt="IMG_1342" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTMvUWznI/AAAAAAAAE64/JC949NGGlcE/IMG_1342_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;See I can even chew on it. I'm going to rock at being a Jedi.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTNoaWv4I/AAAAAAAAE68/NCJMOonCML8/s1600-h/IMG_1351%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="358" alt="IMG_1351" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTOhiYEdI/AAAAAAAAE7A/0UJZCiMbZrU/IMG_1351_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I have now destroyed all of my foes! I can relax and watch some TV.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-3009552633052287211?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/3009552633052287211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=3009552633052287211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3009552633052287211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/3009552633052287211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/12/star-wars-fan-in-making.html' title='Star Wars Fan in the Making'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbTEFFGpaI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/RzlFlxjh9oM/s72-c/IMG_1341_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-7379499680445970239</id><published>2008-12-15T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:04:44.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Thoughts to Consider</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Update: Added pictures at the bottom. This is not including the 3 baskets of stuffed animals we have in her room. And you can sorta make out the shelves/bins of toys on the right of the first picture. That thing is 4 rows high and 4 rows deep and filled!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Let me just say that Addie has A LOT of stuff. I have no idea where to put everything to keep it neat and so that she can play with it all. On top of that, she is going to be getting even more stuff in 10 days! I think I need to invest in another toy chest and try to do something about her room.&lt;br /&gt;So here is my question, should I put stuff up that she doesn't play with anymore? Is it to early to be putting stuff in the attic? She is only 18 months old. I could put her walkers and stuff in the attic if she was actually WALKING. You know, like babies her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;age are suppose to be doing. The bad thing is that everything I have out right now she plays with f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;or the most part. And I think it would be better if the Christmas tree wasn't out. It is taking up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;my spot to "hide" things behind seats and get them out only when she is playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;I think about moving the rocker out of her room so I ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;n make more room in there but then I think well she doesn't play in there AND what if I still need to rocker? Sometimes she wakes up when she isn't feeling good and the ONLY way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;to get her to go back to sleep is to rock her. We can't move it into the living room because there is no where to put it. And there are only a certain number of ways you can move her room around to fit everything in there. Especially with the way the wall is painted. The next baby is having a room with cute colors and no "theme". Maybe something that can grow with them because eventually we are going to have to paint Addie's room and get her all new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And then when I think about that I start thinking abou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;t t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;e money we will be spending to purchase all new stu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ff. Should I use the daybed and put rails on it or should I get her a toddler bed first? Or what if I get pregnant again BEFORE she is out of her crib. I'm not ready for her to be out of her crib yet. So will I have to buy a new crib too?  My mid is crammed full of so many questions on how to make our house work and I have no ide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;a how to do it. The thing is we have a huge family room downstairs with an extra room off to the side but we rarely go down there. The furniture is uncomfortable and our big TV with th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;e DVR/Game systems are upstairs not down there. Do we eventually need to think about moving stuff downstairs so that we can better accommodate our daughters growing toy collection? Probably. Do I want to? No. Why? Because its cold down there and like I said we need new furniture BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;I guess once Christmas is over I am going to have to re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Goudita Light SF;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;assess our situation and see what I can move into boxes and what needs to go where. Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRIfa19kI/AAAAAAAAE6I/Yp7WfBu4cVk/s1600-h/IMG_1378%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRIfa19kI/AAAAAAAAE6I/Yp7WfBu4cVk/s320/IMG_1378%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137556941731394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRH5py5JI/AAAAAAAAE6A/vqouTcruyr8/s1600-h/IMG_1377%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRH5py5JI/AAAAAAAAE6A/vqouTcruyr8/s320/IMG_1377%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137546803897490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRGTvldzI/AAAAAAAAE5o/WCVzTj0xZps/s1600-h/IMG_1373%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRGTvldzI/AAAAAAAAE5o/WCVzTj0xZps/s320/IMG_1373%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137519447766834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRHK52FiI/AAAAAAAAE54/lJf32fkDoAA/s1600-h/IMG_1376%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRHK52FiI/AAAAAAAAE54/lJf32fkDoAA/s320/IMG_1376%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137534254749218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRGntZzJI/AAAAAAAAE5w/L42WzQ0P_yc/s1600-h/IMG_1375%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRGntZzJI/AAAAAAAAE5w/L42WzQ0P_yc/s320/IMG_1375%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137524807322770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-7379499680445970239?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/7379499680445970239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=7379499680445970239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7379499680445970239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/7379499680445970239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/12/many-thoughts-to-consider.html' title='Many Thoughts to Consider'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SUbRIfa19kI/AAAAAAAAE6I/Yp7WfBu4cVk/s72-c/IMG_1378%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-5446624550586766708</id><published>2008-11-16T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:40:50.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Dear reader,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I have a confusion to make. I'm in love. And its not with the beautiful grey eyed angel girl down the hall. Or the too good to be true husband sleeping soundly beside me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I am in love .. wait for it .. with a book series. Its a little series called Twilight. Maybe you've heard of it. Maybe not. Either way you must read it. Now. Like really, go buy the book now. You will not regret it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mandi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;p.s. Look for me Thursday, midnight, at the movies with my 'TEAM CULLEN' baseball shirt on. How cool am I? =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-5446624550586766708?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/5446624550586766708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=5446624550586766708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5446624550586766708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/5446624550586766708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/11/confession-of-wife.html' title='Confession of a Wife'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2246227443634024614</id><published>2008-11-16T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:29:15.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why So Serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel sad. And I have NO idea why. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just want to sit down and cry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Has anyone else had that kind of day?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everything has been great today. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then tonight I just feel sad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I need to go drown my frown in cookies and milk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2246227443634024614?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2246227443634024614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2246227443634024614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2246227443634024614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2246227443634024614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-so-serious.html' title='Why So Serious?'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-819200099460443703</id><published>2008-11-13T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:23:07.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>I apparently suck at updating this thing. Life has been so crazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have class this weekend. Where I have to teach a "lesson" for the class. Everyone has to do one. However, most of these ppl are teachers so its probably pretty easy for them to do this type of stuff. I still have yet to actually teach so I am a nervous wreck. Please say a quick prayer for me if you think about it this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl is still not walking. She is 16 months. I'm ready for the walking to begin. When will it start?! The dr. told me to call if she doesn't start by the end of the month. I don't know where we will go from there. She has NO desire. At. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to WVU last weekend for a tailgate for InterVarsity. We had sooo much fun. We missed all of our friends so much. It was great getting to see everyone again. We also got FREE tickets to the WVU football game. So we left Addie with my twin and 2 bffs and off we went. So. Much. Fun. Even though we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got a new laptop for Christmas from my grandparents. One week later it completely crashed and I had to get a new one. I was not a happy camper. This is the second thing from Circuit City that has broken on me. Dumb. and then they were going to charge me 100 bucks to retrieve stuff from my harddrive. Boy, did I think my husband was going to throw a fit. But I promised him I didn't need anything off of it. And we got out of there before he could get the chance to throw a major fit on those ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Addie has now fallen asleep for her nap so I am going to go take a quick shower. Showers only happen when the child is sleeping or when her Daddy gets home. Otherwise I don't even attempt it anymore. A screaming child for 15 minutes is not my idea of a nice shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-819200099460443703?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/819200099460443703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=819200099460443703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/819200099460443703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/819200099460443703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-4891625375296813759</id><published>2008-09-02T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:45:47.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School, Back to School ...</title><content type='html'>I hate school. I dread it with a passion. I HATE the thought of doing any work. And I am soo not motivated to do anything. Mostly this lack of motivation stems from the thought that the more work I do the closer it gets to the time where I have to leave my baby so that I can actually finish school. Now granted by the time I have to leave her everyday for 12 weeks straight she will be 26 months old. It still makes me sad, and anxious. But I know I must get it finished so that I have it then I can be done and won't have to leave any other babies we have when the time comes. That is the only thought at this point that is getting me somewhat through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also getting anxious thinking that she might attach herself to someone other then me. It will either be Glen's mom or my mom watching her, maybe a mixture of both *I hope*, and I know she will be in capable hands. I just don't want her want someone else more then she wants me. And if she is with one person all the time it might turn to that. And that will just break my heart. So I'm hoping since she will be so old it will be ok. I'm praying very hard about all this but so far I am still waaay stressed out. My poor wonderful husband. I really don't know how he is putting up with my constant worry over the matter. And to make it worse, its a whole year away! One whole year. She will be talking and walking and 26! months old by then. I really need to stop stressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my question, has anyone else had problems when it comes to leaving their babies? I know so many people out there have to leave them for work and I was just wondering how to cope with it because obviously I am not doing a very good job of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-4891625375296813759?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/4891625375296813759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=4891625375296813759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4891625375296813759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/4891625375296813759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school-back-to-school.html' title='Back to School, Back to School ...'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-8146900230276229424</id><published>2008-08-20T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T06:49:05.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Do You Read?</title><content type='html'>I stole this from one of the blogs I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a list of books printed by &lt;a href="http://www.neabigread.org/" target="_blank" closure_hashcode_="1899"&gt;The Big Read&lt;/a&gt;, an organization that---according to their Web site---hopes to "restore reading to the center of American culture." They say, though, that the average American has only read six of the following hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key1) Bold the books you have already read&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize the books you intend to read&lt;br /&gt;3) Personally added: Notes in parentheses next to note-worthy titles.&lt;br /&gt;4) THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN SHOULD NOT BE ON THIS LIST.&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen&lt;/strong&gt; (In the process)&lt;br /&gt;2) The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien (Own it but never started&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4) &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter series by J. K. Rowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5) To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;The Bible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Nineteen Eighty Four by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;9) His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10) Great Expectations by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;strong&gt;Little Women by Louisa May Alcott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Tess of the D'Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13) Catch 22 by Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;strong&gt;Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt; (Not all but a good chunck considering one whole class one semester was dedicated to him)&lt;br /&gt;15) Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;16) The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;17) Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18) Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger&lt;br /&gt;19) The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;20) Middlemarch by George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21) Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell (Own it though)&lt;br /&gt;22) &lt;strong&gt;The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Bleak House by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24) War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25) The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;26) Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27) Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28) Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29) Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;30) The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;31) Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;32) David Copperfield by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;33) &lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Narnia by CS Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Emma by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;35) Persuasion by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;36) &lt;strong&gt;The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe by CS Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38) Captain Corelli's Mandolin by Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;39) Memories of a Geisha by Arthur Golden (Own this one too)&lt;br /&gt; 40) Winnie the Pooh by AA Milne&lt;br /&gt;41) Animal Farm by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;42) The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt; 43) One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44) A Prayer for Owen Meaney by John Irving&lt;br /&gt;45) The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46) Anne of Green Gables by LM Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;47) Far From The Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48) The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49) &lt;strong&gt;Lord of the Flies by William Golding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) &lt;strong&gt;Atonement by Ian McEwan&lt;/strong&gt; (I got half way through this book and hated it)&lt;br /&gt; 51) Life of Pi by Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52) Dune by Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt; 53) Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54) Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;55) A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56) The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57) A Tale Of Two Cities by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;58) Brave New World by Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59) The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;60) Love In The Time Of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (Own it too)&lt;br /&gt;61) Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;62) Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63) The Secret History by Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64) The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;65) Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas (Own it, wow I really need to read some of the books on my book shelf)&lt;br /&gt;66) On The Road by Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67) Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68) Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt; 69) Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70) Moby Dick by Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;71) &lt;strong&gt;Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 72) &lt;strong&gt;Dracula by Bram Stoker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) &lt;strong&gt;The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Notes From A Small Island by Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75) Ulysses by James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;76) The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77) Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78) Germinal by Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79) Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80) Possession by AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81) A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;82) Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83) The Color Purple by Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;84) The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85) &lt;strong&gt;Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87) &lt;strong&gt;Charlotte's Web by EB White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89) Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;90) The Faraway Tree Collection by Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;91) Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92) &lt;strong&gt;The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;/strong&gt; (Pretty sure this is the book I'm thinking of)&lt;br /&gt;93) The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94) Watership Down by Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;95) A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96) A Town Like Alice by Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97) &lt;strong&gt;The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) &lt;strong&gt;Hamlet by William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;100) Les Miserables by Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as much as I read I pretty much figured most of the books I read wouldn't be on this list. I read more Christian fiction books then anything else. So all in all I've only read like 20 on this list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-8146900230276229424?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/8146900230276229424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=8146900230276229424&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8146900230276229424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/8146900230276229424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-much-do-you-read.html' title='How Much Do You Read?'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2339348604460636559</id><published>2008-08-17T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:18:53.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to Terms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, little fact about me, I take things to heart. Like waaay to heart. I get upset easy. I hate this about me but its true. Sometimes I wish that I didn't care what people have to say and I have been doing better but sometimes I fail at letting it roll off my back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we first had Addie we got opinions. From EVERYONE. And everyone had a different opinion from everyone else. Me being the person that takes things to heart tried to listen to all of their opinions. Yeah, life sucked for the first few months because I had stressed myself out to the max with trying to do this. So about 3 months ago, when my daughter was like 10 months old. I finally said screw it. I'm not living my life in misery and stress anymore. So now I tell people what I want done for MY daughter and if they don't like it then forget you. (Yeah, that sounds bad, but shouldn't people respect what you ask them to do?) But one thing about it is that I'm not scared to tell my opinion now. And life has gotten a lot better since I've done that. Sure sometimes I fail at this and let little things upset me. But its a work in progress and I pray for God's strength to help me everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So my daughter is now 13 1/2 months old and I still have yet to let her stay the night anywhere. Or even be really watched by anyone but my husband for that matter. And I think it all goes back to me feeling like no one will do with her what I ask them to do. They will just do whatever they want and then throw her off schedule or upset her and M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ommy won't be there to make it all better. Needless to say I'm having a hard time of letting go of her care. And in January I'm going to have to let someone watch her for a few hours everyday then next August I am going to have to let someone watch her everyday for 12 weeks straight. But after that schools done. Its over and I never have to leave her like that again. So I'm trying not to think about it too much right now so I don't ruin the time I do have with her by being upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also think it would be a lot eaiser if my mom lived closer. Is it me or is it just something about it being your mom that makes you feel so much more comfortable with everything? Maybe its where I'm raising my daughter like she raised us so I know she will do things the same way, along with respecting me if I ask her not to do something. She has probably watched Addie more then anyone besides Glen and I'm really ok with that. But I live an hour from my mom and only 10 mins from Glen's mom. I won't lie and say that I didn't wish it was different, because with all my heart I do, but right now we are blessed that we are around any family and not 9 hours away like we were going to be so I just try to be thankful and not dwell on being so far away from my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In other news Addie has to go to the eye doctor tomorrow. Yeah at 13 months old. Fun huh? I noticed that one of her eyes was doing something funky when she was trying to focus in far away objects. So I took her to the peditrician and he looked at it and said she definitley needed to be seen by a pediatric optemologist. So fun. I will update on what they say tomorrow when I get home. Needless to say I am stressed out and I would really value all the prayer people can send out for us tomorrow. She might need a patch or glasses and that just makes me sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2339348604460636559?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2339348604460636559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2339348604460636559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2339348604460636559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2339348604460636559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-to-terms.html' title='Coming to Terms...'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2073126927621254723</id><published>2008-07-05T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:11:22.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Mandi Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2073126927621254723?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2073126927621254723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2073126927621254723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2073126927621254723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2073126927621254723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-in-name.html' title='Whats in a name?'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1745343085867093006</id><published>2008-06-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:12:02.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, my 11 month old baby girl has finally decided to start crawling! Finally. But it isn't a hands and knees crawl. Its an army crawl. But at this point I will take whatever I can get. I know, I know. Most ppl say count your blessings because as soon as she starts she won't stop. But I don't want her to stop. I want her to explore the world around her. And play with the gazillion toys she has. I want her to crawl/walk to mommy and daddy and give hugs and kisses and laugh and play. I'm ready for that stage. So we are slowly working up to a better crawl. This army crawl of hers is getting fast. So thats good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The thing is, I think she could do even more if she really wanted to. But she just doesn't care. She is so smart and picks up everything we show her so quickly but she just doesn't like to move much. She loves to just sit and play with whatever is infront of her. In fact, as long as she has her paci in her hands she could really care less about anything else. And she doesn't even get that ver often because we don't want her getting too attached. She can entertain herself in the floor without anything really. And the baby sleeps 12 hours a night. Now if thats not content I don't know what is. She goes to bed between 8:30 and 9 and doesn't usually wake up until 8:30 the next morning. Sometimes later. She has slept until 10 before. So who am I to disturb a peaceful content baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In other news, we went to TN with my husbands family for Memorial Day. We had a great time. I must say though, its interesting to go on vacation with a family that isn't "yours". People are different and things are different then you are use to. For instance, his family apparently burns up which in turn led me to freezing my tush off all 5 days we were there. I got sick because of it. Not cool. But we are going to the beach with my family in July so my husband will be the miserable one by being too hot. haha Poor guy. I actually kinda feel sorry for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing I've realized recently is that it is interesting when so many ppl have so many opinions on how I should do things for my baby girl. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone. Now I'm the type of person that likes to please everyone. So when 50 ppl give me 50 different opinions I get really frustrated because I feel like I need to somehow listen to them all. But you know what I've realized. I don't have to listen to anyone. I can say "Ok, thanks for the advice but I'm going to do it this way" and thats the end of it. In the end I'm doing only what my husband and myself feel is best for our family. And I've finally stopped worring about if I hurt ppl's feelings. Life is to short for me to be stressed out all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I was reading some blogs recently and I came across this Meme. I thought it was pretty neat. So here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Meme originated over an idea that was prompted by the book written by Larry Smith and Rachel Fershleiser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0061374059/ref=pd_cp_b_3?pf_rd_p=317711001&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-41&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0307268047&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1BVTXYM935EVB4169Q6S"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. It's a compilation based on the story that Hemingway once bet ten dollars that he could sum up his life in six words. His words were- For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Write your own six word memoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to this original post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookbabie.wordpress.com/2008/02/18/6-word-memior-meme/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 .Tag five more blogs with links.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I was thinking about this. My life in 6 words is interesting. I mean really. How can you sum up all 25 years of ones life in 6 words. I mean there have been so much love, laughter, tears, heartbreaks, and joys. How can you sum all that up in just 6 words. And then a thought came and I tried to think of something else but this one just seemed the most fitting for where I am at this time in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed beyond belief. Saved by grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As many heartbreaks and hard times that I've been through God has always seen me through them. I can never think of a time in my life that when I felt like I couldn't go on that God wasn't there to carry me through it. And even though there has been hard times, and I'm sure there will be more in the future, I am still so blessed. I have a wonderful husband, a beautiful baby girl, an amazing family, and some of the best friends I have ever had. And I have a Savior that promises when all this fades away I will go to a far better place. So, thats it. Thats my life in 6 words. Thats the best I can come up with and I think it is really fitting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, I don't have many ppl that I know in the blog world so I can't really tag anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm hoping that my sister Michelle and my friends Rachael and Megan will see this and do it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-1745343085867093006?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1745343085867093006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1745343085867093006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1745343085867093006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1745343085867093006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-busy.html' title='I&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-2683023184707216656</id><published>2008-05-09T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:42:34.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Come in Fours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;4 Things I did 10 Years Ago (1998)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets see...who can remember back that far?! Seriously! =D&lt;br /&gt;I played Volleyball for my school.&lt;br /&gt;I had my first boyfriend/kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I was a Freshman in High School.&lt;br /&gt;I got my learner permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 Things I did 5 Years Ago (2003)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I meet my husband.&lt;br /&gt;I was a Sophomore in college.&lt;br /&gt;I joined Kappa Phi, a Christian Sorority.&lt;br /&gt;I wento to Michigan for a retreat and had a terrible time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things I did Yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Played with my baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;Took a shower. haha *Yes that was a slacker answer since I couldn't think of else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Shows I love to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters&lt;/p&gt;4 things I love to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with my husband and baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;Get on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Read. I looove to read. I just wish I had more time for it.&lt;br /&gt;Go to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2452318108439243786-2683023184707216656?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/2683023184707216656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=2683023184707216656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2683023184707216656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/2683023184707216656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-things-come-in-fours.html' title='Good Things Come in Fours'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452318108439243786.post-1956989509412927741</id><published>2008-05-08T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:47:36.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is just the Begining...</title><content type='html'>Hello blog world. I have decided to try my hand in this. I figure it will be a good way to keep people up-to-date with our family and our baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little background information about us first off. I'mMandi. I meet my husband my sophomore year in college and got married the Febuary after we graduated. We were together 3 years by the time we got married. Now we are going on 5 1/2 years together. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198075116565010690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SCNFxyanmQI/AAAAAAAAACI/4WB2UrDlhIM/s320/me+and+glen+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a month, March 2006, after we got married we found out that the government contracted job my husband was doing wasn't getting the contract re-newed for the next year. So we had to find a job, and fast, considering by May 2006 he would no longer be employeed. At this time we were living 3 hours from our families. It. Sucked. I missed my parents, my twin, my little sis, my brothers-in-law, and my grandparents. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198076198896769298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SCNGwyanmRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K7C7Wwrj8PE/s320/IMG_0517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were praying we would be able to move closer. He had 2 interviews, one in Aberdeen, Maryland 8 hours away, the other about an hour from our families. He went to both interviews and God blessed up with the option of both jobs. We took the one closer to our families. We now live an hour away from my parents and 10 mins from his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up living with his parents for about a month until we could move into our new house. We moved in on August 1, 2006. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a church that we absolutely loved and started going there. I started working at a Daycare just to get me out of the house and have extra money. I had planned on going back to school in the Spring of 2007 to get my Masters in Education. In October 2006 we found out we were 2-3 weeks pregnant! Big shocker. But so excited. Apparently my birth control pills weren't working properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pregnancy went pretty good. I didn't have any major complications. I was just really really sick through the entire thing. But on June 26, 2007 I brought my beautiful baby girl into this world, Addie Elizabeth. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198071775080454338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SCNCvSanmMI/AAAAAAAAABo/VaKuhE1Au28/s320/DSC05561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is now 10 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198073935449004274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SCNEtCanmPI/AAAAAAAAACA/2CcCOKOeIns/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is flying and I would love to know where my little, teeny, tiny baby went to. But she is learning and growing and is so much fun right now I wouldn't change it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still going to school to get my Masters but am staying home to raise our daughter. My husband is still working at his job he got 2 years ago. We have been so blessed and couldn't thank God enough for the life He has given us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to our story and our day to day going ons. &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/2452318108439243786-1956989509412927741?l=mandirenee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/feeds/1956989509412927741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2452318108439243786&amp;postID=1956989509412927741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1956989509412927741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2452318108439243786/posts/default/1956989509412927741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandirenee.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-just-begining.html' title='This is just the Begining...'/><author><name>Mandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13535979162815191875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/TO14eW-54vI/AAAAAAAAKmo/itb_Aj-Rqfg/S220/P_20101018_0179-copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvJhe0eEBS0/SCNFxyanmQI/AAAAAAAAACI/4WB2UrDlhIM/s72-c/me+and+glen+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
