<?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-3770048475022099922</id><updated>2012-02-10T14:35:17.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my crazy life... but I wouldn't have it any other way!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-8855767641439176930</id><published>2011-10-09T14:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T14:46:36.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Ass Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNXufRI5aGE/TpHyZju3keI/AAAAAAAAArY/BrRoc2Xanoc/s1600/Resampled_2011-10-08_13-47-14_819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNXufRI5aGE/TpHyZju3keI/AAAAAAAAArY/BrRoc2Xanoc/s320/Resampled_2011-10-08_13-47-14_819.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was so fun getting together with my sisters to just hang out and be crazy! Special thanks to my sister Cristina that made all&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;happen. &lt;br /&gt;I had a million reasons for originally not really wanting to go, but the point is I forced myself to go because it's not often that we all get together.&amp;nbsp; Plus music is also very much apart of our life's, something all four of us enjoy.&amp;nbsp; We have different taste in music for the most part but can appreciate good bands and just plain ole loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bands we got to hear and or see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brogan Kelby&lt;/strong&gt; Who by the way is an awesome 17 year old that rocks out! My sisters bought his cd...cant wait to hear it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She wants Revenge &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Switchfoot &lt;/strong&gt;my absolute favorite! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anberlin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neon Trees&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and the biggest disappointment of the night goes to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panic at the Disco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :( who's lead singer apparently&amp;nbsp;has Malaria! (weird) we were all so excited for the headlining band that basically showed up without their main guy. So we left. Sad :'(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Here are pics of our adventure :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzn0LBM-8aQ/TpH7RIIYvII/AAAAAAAAAr4/C38uHRV53us/s1600/2011-10-08+14.39.22%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzn0LBM-8aQ/TpH7RIIYvII/AAAAAAAAAr4/C38uHRV53us/s320/2011-10-08+14.39.22%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were REALLY good I liked them,&amp;nbsp;She wants revenge!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDtxFt0zPAg/TpH3cU1OPII/AAAAAAAAArc/K9i5ad7HY8s/s1600/Resampled_2011-10-08_14-34-52_222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDtxFt0zPAg/TpH3cU1OPII/AAAAAAAAArc/K9i5ad7HY8s/s320/Resampled_2011-10-08_14-34-52_222.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeanne and me watching she wants revenge &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b268shlMAao/TpH4pgtUyYI/AAAAAAAAArg/GXFcV1ZD9K4/s1600/Resampled_2011-10-08_15-49-19_621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b268shlMAao/TpH4pgtUyYI/AAAAAAAAArg/GXFcV1ZD9K4/s320/Resampled_2011-10-08_15-49-19_621.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cristina wins the award for funniest face of the night! &lt;br /&gt;(before Switchfoot)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SP0vly2yEw/TpH6ZYHXbSI/AAAAAAAAArs/J3j3neEQOa8/s1600/Resampled_2011-10-08_16-04-59_466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SP0vly2yEw/TpH6ZYHXbSI/AAAAAAAAArs/J3j3neEQOa8/s320/Resampled_2011-10-08_16-04-59_466.jpg" width="180px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that is Jon Foreman! Lead Singer of Switchfoot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwRN1iybnts/TpH6lPJxUMI/AAAAAAAAArw/dQ0oATV3Hco/s1600/Resampled_2011-10-08_16-05-05_899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwRN1iybnts/TpH6lPJxUMI/AAAAAAAAArw/dQ0oATV3Hco/s320/Resampled_2011-10-08_16-05-05_899.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see I had FRONT ROW...HOLLA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvugUuEaiNo/TpH6QDwLDsI/AAAAAAAAAro/9i2aOXEZZbE/s1600/2011-10-08+16.24.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvugUuEaiNo/TpH6QDwLDsI/AAAAAAAAAro/9i2aOXEZZbE/s320/2011-10-08+16.24.09.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got a couple hits on our face, shoulders, boobs, ribs you name it from people crowd suffering, that's the price you pay for wanting front row!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4NxS6x4D-E/TpH6zgb14KI/AAAAAAAAAr0/7B4RfA6_YGA/s1600/2011-10-08+17.00.13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4NxS6x4D-E/TpH6zgb14KI/AAAAAAAAAr0/7B4RfA6_YGA/s320/2011-10-08+17.00.13.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The highlight of my night was my autographed switchfoot cd....&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU CRISTINA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All and all I am SO glad that I went and spent quality time with my sisters.&amp;nbsp; We are a bunch of silly crazy ladies&amp;nbsp;that laughed A LOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-8855767641439176930?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/8855767641439176930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-ass-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8855767641439176930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8855767641439176930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-ass-show.html' title='The Big Ass Show!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNXufRI5aGE/TpHyZju3keI/AAAAAAAAArY/BrRoc2Xanoc/s72-c/Resampled_2011-10-08_13-47-14_819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-6665994618206778801</id><published>2011-09-13T16:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T16:15:13.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5FQsfIm5Bc/Tm94qnNbUqI/AAAAAAAAArU/2dRNcsKyHLU/s1600/Bucket1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5FQsfIm5Bc/Tm94qnNbUqI/AAAAAAAAArU/2dRNcsKyHLU/s200/Bucket1.jpg" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So many people have left this earth at such a young age, and I wonder...did they do all that they wanted in this life? I really do think life is too short and we need to make the best of it, so I've been working on my bucket list and I can't wait to check off everything I&amp;nbsp;get to complete or accomplish! It's pretty neat to have something in writing that I can refer to, without trying to remember it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I have so far on my very own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bucket List! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(in no special order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have enough money saved to be able to help my son out financially for school or anything else he might need&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Married to my honey bun (we practically already are)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Bora Bora&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Tahiti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Disney World in Orlando FL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take Jesse to Hawaii (any Island, Jason and I have already been)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Thailand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a bike tour through a wine country (sounds SO romantic!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit New York City (watch broadway shows!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit the White House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a cruise (any)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a helicopter ride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go windsurfing (I'm scared of hights, so that's why this made the list)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go ice skating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go snowboarding (Jamie, I am making this your mission)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to swim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a nose job (don't judge)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try sushi (I'm just terrified of it) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least own a brand new home (not a previously owned one like I&amp;nbsp;own now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I am sure that as I get older I can add to this list, but these are fun and exciting things for me to look forward to. My list isn't outrages or long, I added things that are very much possible. I can't wait to experience some of these with my boys or even on my own.&amp;nbsp; I encourage all of you to create your very&amp;nbsp;own list....not to think about death, but to enjoy this short life we were given!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-6665994618206778801?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/6665994618206778801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/09/bucket-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6665994618206778801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6665994618206778801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/09/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5FQsfIm5Bc/Tm94qnNbUqI/AAAAAAAAArU/2dRNcsKyHLU/s72-c/Bucket1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-8480584679354316602</id><published>2011-08-29T20:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T07:44:29.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse's Journey to Ten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOzU5BAgcx8/TlxHDTiqUtI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cUaXWPtWgfA/s1600/MEXICO+J1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;T&lt;img border="0" height="200px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOzU5BAgcx8/TlxHDTiqUtI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cUaXWPtWgfA/s200/MEXICO+J1.bmp" width="173px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone that knows me knows that my son is my whole universe. I am so blessed to have such a loving and whole hearted lil man. He truly brings so much joy to my life. My angel has been a part of my life for TEN whole years. We have been through so much together. I can't imagine life without him. My life is so full and complete with him, he brings me more love and happiness than words can express. I am so proud to be Jesse's mom! Here are some pics taking me WAY back on a journey to him becoming a little man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It4073wWkrk/TlhY_VYfS0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/sqdtoqCZh7w/s1600/%25231+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It4073wWkrk/TlhY_VYfS0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/sqdtoqCZh7w/s200/%25231+062.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiHdCwGz780/TlxNDFY8i5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/OPuXnzB_kiU/s1600/Baby%252520Jesse%2525207%252520months.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiHdCwGz780/TlxNDFY8i5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/OPuXnzB_kiU/s200/Baby%252520Jesse%2525207%252520months.JPG" width="160px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijs_ujQjkjU/TlhYY5C1M0I/AAAAAAAAAok/MlpA7Bl1ayg/s200/THNX+1057.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSMBYnC9W6Y/TlhWgY-EIPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/jnRQ8j8_v70/s1600/THNX+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSMBYnC9W6Y/TlhWgY-EIPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/jnRQ8j8_v70/s200/THNX+051.jpg" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfY5sZ6hHLc/TlhPeApLCMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/sBwfd-pxDec/s1600/RENE+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfY5sZ6hHLc/TlhPeApLCMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/sBwfd-pxDec/s200/RENE+034.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1w0b5llPVQ/TlhbDC3YZAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/O82mUYOIGuQ/s1600/Maldonado%2527s+317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1w0b5llPVQ/TlhbDC3YZAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/O82mUYOIGuQ/s200/Maldonado%2527s+317.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Actual Birthday pictures of the past TEN years! Enjoy!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VaoyhLawiLo/TlxLOM--NMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UXEO2bsTang/s1600/DSCN1623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VaoyhLawiLo/TlxLOM--NMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UXEO2bsTang/s200/DSCN1623.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse at his one year birthday party with his Auntie and I'm hiding behind Sully&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiEn4UewCjA/TlhcFCAa-4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/tcryGDlIItM/s1600/THNX+484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiEn4UewCjA/TlhcFCAa-4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/tcryGDlIItM/s200/THNX+484.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 years old with grandpa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtszEMiW9is/TlxLYUqqrcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/HyVtUx0gs-8/s1600/DSCN0187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtszEMiW9is/TlxLYUqqrcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/HyVtUx0gs-8/s200/DSCN0187.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3years old SO CUTE!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxXov5m8Xhw/TlhbYmw1qGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fV_WEWVeEb8/s1600/Maldonado%2527s+397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxXov5m8Xhw/TlhbYmw1qGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fV_WEWVeEb8/s200/Maldonado%2527s+397.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4years old&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei84yyoxBd0/TlhhIWSxjoI/AAAAAAAAApU/oG_ZQ3Jf8JA/s1600/DSCN1004_010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei84yyoxBd0/TlhhIWSxjoI/AAAAAAAAApU/oG_ZQ3Jf8JA/s200/DSCN1004_010.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 years old with his pals!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wagwn5Ac3nY/TlhfTnYCmrI/AAAAAAAAApQ/sSiGCFGw1nc/s1600/Jesse%2527s+6th+b-day+129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wagwn5Ac3nY/TlhfTnYCmrI/AAAAAAAAApQ/sSiGCFGw1nc/s200/Jesse%2527s+6th+b-day+129.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 years old blowing out his candles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68Gc6CmvQqI/TlhefOSvp6I/AAAAAAAAApM/2Ugq9Z6TmvU/s1600/Jesse+b-day+and+moms+50th+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68Gc6CmvQqI/TlhefOSvp6I/AAAAAAAAApM/2Ugq9Z6TmvU/s200/Jesse+b-day+and+moms+50th+025.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;7 years old with grandma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LDxrfBvnlJE/TlhckG3gpzI/AAAAAAAAApA/yUAkgdznxFE/s1600/3rd+grade+%2526+b-day+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LDxrfBvnlJE/TlhckG3gpzI/AAAAAAAAApA/yUAkgdznxFE/s200/3rd+grade+%2526+b-day+079.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 years old&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IcBfDyl7Qk/Tlhh0JcybGI/AAAAAAAAApY/N7waBcmrnz0/s1600/Jesse%2527s+9yr+old+b-day+2010+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IcBfDyl7Qk/Tlhh0JcybGI/AAAAAAAAApY/N7waBcmrnz0/s200/Jesse%2527s+9yr+old+b-day+2010+060.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 years old and spectacular&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST my baby is now in the double digits...I can hardly believe it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you with every inch of my heart and soul, I can't imagine life with you in it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVUfn-bNK9Q/TlxPwPwDttI/AAAAAAAAAqc/qT42WL000_E/s1600/Jesse+Turns+Ten+2011+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVUfn-bNK9Q/TlxPwPwDttI/AAAAAAAAAqc/qT42WL000_E/s320/Jesse+Turns+Ten+2011+024.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With his BFFC (Best Friend Forever Cousin)! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-8480584679354316602?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/8480584679354316602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/08/jesses-journey-to-ten.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8480584679354316602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8480584679354316602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/08/jesses-journey-to-ten.html' title='Jesse&apos;s Journey to Ten!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOzU5BAgcx8/TlxHDTiqUtI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cUaXWPtWgfA/s72-c/MEXICO+J1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-8616902979593226980</id><published>2011-07-21T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:13:59.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no she didn't, HELL YES I DID!!!!</title><content type='html'>So the topic of weight is a sensitive subject for all women, I'm no different.&amp;nbsp; For over a year now I have been super active and working on myself.&amp;nbsp; I am not getting any younger and I need to set an example for my son (who also struggles with his weight at a tender age)!&amp;nbsp; Here are a bunch of pictures of where I started and where I am currently.&amp;nbsp; I must say...I AM SO PROUD OF ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sRPb72qGiI/TihK4YHoctI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NuIo8Iv3VyA/s1600/_facebook_66161_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sRPb72qGiI/TihK4YHoctI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NuIo8Iv3VyA/s320/_facebook_66161_.jpg" t$="true" width="202px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was at my heaviest ever 12/31/2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXIE10EGPNs/TihLEzijLiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/SNpoK3GrHCc/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXIE10EGPNs/TihLEzijLiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/SNpoK3GrHCc/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scary me and Scary old man!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OBMTnQtKQs/TihLOTUTZ4I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1X1-A08uiUQ/s1600/IMG_0448_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OBMTnQtKQs/TihLOTUTZ4I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1X1-A08uiUQ/s320/IMG_0448_1.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D_EPi0eECU/TihMSFr_PoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6WDM3v1b3WY/s1600/jamie%2527s+baby+shower%2521+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D_EPi0eECU/TihMSFr_PoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6WDM3v1b3WY/s320/jamie%2527s+baby+shower%2521+016.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6Ef6WOwwDA/TihMf1dF-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/LlK1JUg9TUM/s1600/hpqscan0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6Ef6WOwwDA/TihMf1dF-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/LlK1JUg9TUM/s1600/hpqscan0007.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At this point I had lost like 30 lbs and it's when I started noticing my body change drastically! 11/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MARCH 2011 HOLY MO LY, I KNOW RIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIVHq8Mx830/TihNU5qXA-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/3alLKXQ7mag/s1600/2011-04-2095153949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIVHq8Mx830/TihNU5qXA-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/3alLKXQ7mag/s320/2011-04-2095153949.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4/18/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;GOING&lt;br /&gt;GOING&lt;br /&gt;GONE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDZH8nA-Gok/TihOuNUnOmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/c7ioBSkC5LM/s1600/225446_1863613041488_1575853863_1879569_2245592_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDZH8nA-Gok/TihOuNUnOmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/c7ioBSkC5LM/s320/225446_1863613041488_1575853863_1879569_2245592_n.jpg" t$="true" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the GRAND FINALE this is me currently Summer 2011 50lbs lighter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still workout almost every day, watch my calorie intake and struggle to not over eat and snack too much.&amp;nbsp; I am EXTREMELY proud of myself and my long hard road has paid off, I encourage anyone wanting to loose weight to simply start...it's SO worth it! At 32 years old I am in better shape then I have been in a REALLY REALLY long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to give my friend Jamie Eckles a special THANKS! She has been my biggest support and my biggest Inspiration, it was with her that I started this weight loss journey, we have lost a combined 100 lbs! I &amp;lt;3 you girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-8616902979593226980?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/8616902979593226980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-no-she-didnt-hell-yes-i-did.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8616902979593226980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8616902979593226980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-no-she-didnt-hell-yes-i-did.html' title='Oh no she didn&apos;t, HELL YES I DID!!!!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sRPb72qGiI/TihK4YHoctI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NuIo8Iv3VyA/s72-c/_facebook_66161_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-4277859296654649952</id><published>2011-05-15T08:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:24:33.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Forward?</title><content type='html'>As I get older I realize how truly short life is and how we need to try really hard to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished that life was more like a movie? So that you can fast forward through the hard parts, or the bad ones? and slow it down on the fun stuff?&amp;nbsp; Well I sure do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But reality is that there's no way that can happen, through good or bad...life goes on and we have to deal with everything that comes our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my gorgeous son, and I think....what can I do to make his life better? happier? and the bottom line is that all I can do is give him my unconditional love, and make sure that he knows without a doubt that his mother loves him and would do anything for him.&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer that actions speak louder than words...so I will continue to show my son that he means the world to me.&amp;nbsp; That being a mother is my greatest accomplishment and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a wonderful man in my life, he is always lifting me up...he is always making sure that&amp;nbsp;I know that he is there for me.&amp;nbsp; I know for a fact that sometimes I take it for granted, and I need to be better about showing him how much I truly do love him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have had a lot of stress in my life.&amp;nbsp; for many, many reasons....but I am truly trying my hardest to "fast forward" to the good parts.&amp;nbsp; I know we all have our own stresses, but I hope you too push forward to happier days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a more positive outlook on life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-4277859296654649952?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/4277859296654649952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-forward.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4277859296654649952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4277859296654649952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-forward.html' title='Fast Forward?'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-7399860579251378526</id><published>2011-05-08T12:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:43:52.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I want to wish all the mothers in my life a very happy mothers day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I am lucky to be with loved ones who's company mean the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I use to love blogging but haven't really been good about posting. I need to, because it's good to express yourself, get things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I lost a very important mom in my life. My auntie, my (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tomasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)....this is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I went to say my goodbye's knowing you wouldn't be around long....however, by the time I got to you, you were so far gone. I know that you heard me when I told you that I loved you, you squeezed my hand. To see you there lying with so much pain and no control over your body, I'm at peace that you left us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I miss you every day. You have left a void in my heart that I know only time will heal. You were such an amazing person, you taught me so much! I considered you my second mom. If only I would have been better about showing you how much you really meant to me. You always made me feel at home, you never judged me and you were so understanding. I know you are no longer suffering and in my heart I know I'll see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;Say hi to grandpa for me and my other grandma. I hope some day I can be as good of a person as you were. Happy Mothers day Tia...I love you SO MUCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;And to my very own mother.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I love you so much mom. It breaks my heart to see you in so much pain with the loss of your sister, but know that everything in this life happens for a reason. I know that I can't make anything better with saying that, just know that I am here for you always and forever. I love you mom! Thank you for always loving me....I don't tell you enough what a wonderful person you truly are! Mom find that strength I know you have that toughness that I know is in there...don't weep, instead remember the happy times you and your sister shared. She's now our Guardian Angel watching over us. Thank you mom, for teaching me all that you have, you mean the world to me and I love you with all of my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;I also thank my beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;biejita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, grandma....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;You are the back bone of this family, and because of you we have so many amazing moms! You are such an incredible woman! I can't say enough how much I admire your strength and your love! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Biejita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my heart has such a huge part reserved for you...thank you for all that you have done for us, for me. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;And last but not least I want to thank my son, as without him I wouldn't be a mom myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;Son you bring me more joy and happiness than you can imagine....without you, I'm nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;***Happy Mothers Day!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-7399860579251378526?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/7399860579251378526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-to-wish-all-mothers-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7399860579251378526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7399860579251378526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-to-wish-all-mothers-in-my-life.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1419054972148359249</id><published>2010-03-24T20:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:37:19.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a long time since my last post, so lots has happened.&lt;br /&gt;My family and I had a great Christmas and New Years.&lt;br /&gt;Jason welcomed his 35&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday in January and unfortunately lost his job this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a bit of a roller coaster...but all in all, I am thankful for my true friends, my wonderful family and my strength. I have a great support system!&lt;br /&gt;Jesse, Jason and I are great and healthy....A little too healthy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am excited to FINALLY be an aunt, both my sister and brother will be having their first kids this year.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse is in third grade and is the smartest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; man ever. He makes me smile, daily! Even when he's driving me crazy...they're the best parts of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered a new love for craftiness...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I have talents I never thought I had. It's amazing what you can discover about yourself when you 'TRY"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am just happy to say I am happy and all is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I almost forgot to add....DUH &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;  I bought my New Moon blue-ray DVD and I LOVE IT!!!!  gees how can I almost forget to mention that! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1419054972148359249?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1419054972148359249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2010/03/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1419054972148359249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1419054972148359249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2010/03/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-421792500871526515</id><published>2009-11-24T15:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:58:28.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another New Moon Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Swxkjoe65dI/AAAAAAAAAfw/4q2LJyCLIr4/s1600/yummy+yummy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407807815890429394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Swxkjoe65dI/AAAAAAAAAfw/4q2LJyCLIr4/s320/yummy+yummy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you're on facebook you already saw this...but I watched the movie yet again! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES I know...I'm obsessed but you say that likes it's a bad thing ;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm torn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm team &lt;strong&gt;"ED-COB"&lt;/strong&gt; there! &lt;strong&gt;I love them both!&lt;/strong&gt; I can't help it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am undecided, a lot like that damn Bella girl I can't stand....LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407807822170609842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Swxkj_4O2LI/AAAAAAAAAf4/40lLR5K0_sA/s320/Jacob-Black-New-Moon-twilight-series-7288928-707-1104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407807826921398050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SwxkkRk6HyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VI7OGINKk6I/s320/new_moon_poster_shirtless_edward_cullen-450x648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-421792500871526515?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/421792500871526515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/yet-another-new-moon-posting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/421792500871526515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/421792500871526515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/yet-another-new-moon-posting.html' title='Yet another New Moon Posting'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Swxkjoe65dI/AAAAAAAAAfw/4q2LJyCLIr4/s72-c/yummy+yummy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-785866698902100626</id><published>2009-11-20T12:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:33:41.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE MOVIE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SwbwwnNrN1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6C5hSRH5ZEY/s1600/shirtless-taylor-lautner-jacob-black-new-moon-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406273120655587154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SwbwwnNrN1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6C5hSRH5ZEY/s320/shirtless-taylor-lautner-jacob-black-new-moon-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to see an early premier showing of New Moon and also had the midnight release tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my review: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie well exceeded my expectations overall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I watched the movie I felt like the movie had too  quick of a pace and that they covered a lot in a little time, but then I watched it the second time and really there was no other way to do it, with out leaving important parts of the book out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Volturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I think that all of those parts were great and the actors were incredible, just like I pictured it when reading the books. I must say I even enjoyed the fight scene with Felix and Edward that was not in the book. It made for a great visual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the main Characters, Kristen (Bella) is a HORRIBLE actress, she SUCKS! The funny thing is that they casted her well and Kristen is the only Bella I can see, but she can't act for shit. Honestly. There were parts were you needed to really feel her struggles and she just disappointed. Her lack of acting skills bring this wonderful movie down just a bit. Bella is my least favorite character in the books and the movies. She is whinny and dramatic, and needy and not at all how a women from this era should be. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enough of the hating on her, ** &lt;strong&gt;for now&lt;/strong&gt; ** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked WAY better in this movie, that a plus. Kristen is a very pretty girl, she just needs acting lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; appearance was also much better. He portrays Edward so well. I did find it a little funny though that when he is going to kiss Bella he looks like he is going to cry. But really there isn't too much of him in the movie, and I think Edward did a great job. Most of you know that I have always been "Team Edward" (but things have changed ladies and gentlemen!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step a side "Edward" and HELLO &lt;strong&gt;"JACOB!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; Taylor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lautner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the far better actor out of these three main character. You can feel his every emotion, the chemistry between him and Bella far surpasses that of Edward and Bella &lt;strong&gt;**In this movie**&lt;/strong&gt; Jacob is a teddy bear of a werewolf, you feel his struggle his pain, his frustration, his dedication, he is 100% genuine and I LOVE HIM!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always liked Jacob, but considered myself Team Edward because of the true love of it all, but in all honesty it's Jacob that deserves Bella. Jacob is the better friend and companion. Not to mention, Jacob/Taylor looks HOT! damn he looks good in this movie! ( I have to remind myself of his age.) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The special effects on this movie were amazing. I loved the werewolf's and the wolf pack. I love Charlie, Bella's dad, he adds a little comedy to his role. I like how instead of hearing Edwards voice, Bella would see him, it adds to the visual part of the movie. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cullens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are great, I love how we got to see Jasper use his power, and the humor and "family" sense they so well portray. Emily and the werewolf's were great, I really enjoyed that scene a lot. Oh and Jessica and the high school friends were pretty cool as well, they weren't in too many parts, but they were good in the parts they were in. I love Jessica, she's insane. (total &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;) Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of the movie and the ending of the movie were not my favorite. I mean I like how it started with Bella seeing herself old, but the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Volturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/Meadow deal and then the mirror was a bit much for me. ( I know it was in the book,  but I think it should have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tweaked&lt;/span&gt; a little for the movie)   The ending just left you hurting....I mean....Jacob immerses into the role so well, feeling so betrayed that Bella (clearly not at all smart) making him feel like shit because once again she chooses Edward. He proposes and then the movie ends..... LAME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I am being negative about the movie, but in all honesty I don't mean to be, I truly loved it and enjoyed it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cudos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Chris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I think he did a fantastic job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                      Team Jacob!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406281733733024370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Swb4l9bXAnI/AAAAAAAAAfo/iMz26rFhKqs/s320/Craft+Room+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki and I at the midnight release with our tickets, bad lighting but we were slathered in body glitter...to dazzle people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-785866698902100626?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/785866698902100626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/785866698902100626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/785866698902100626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon The Movie'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SwbwwnNrN1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6C5hSRH5ZEY/s72-c/shirtless-taylor-lautner-jacob-black-new-moon-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-9054821729169702635</id><published>2009-11-01T11:46:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:15:45.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and my birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>Anyone that knows me knows, that I am a HUGE Halloween fan. I love love love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some fun pics to share! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had an awesome Halloween like I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su3YSRddWxI/AAAAAAAAAdo/OdNw6Jcgfqk/s1600-h/1030091332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399209336723299090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su3YSRddWxI/AAAAAAAAAdo/OdNw6Jcgfqk/s320/1030091332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74IKKvaNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IJjilNABlUE/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399525822315849938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74IKKvaNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IJjilNABlUE/s320/Halloween+2009+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su73f2caZ4I/AAAAAAAAAeI/wtodMpGk_bw/s1600-h/SNC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74Is3F3ZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/E3SPmSpFZUA/s1600-h/SNC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399525831628676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74Is3F3ZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/E3SPmSpFZUA/s320/SNC00134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74JF0fXXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/A_JGDqGRdQg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74JF0fXXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/A_JGDqGRdQg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399525838328651122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su74JF0fXXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/A_JGDqGRdQg/s320/Halloween+2009+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Birthday was pretty awesome!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boys woke me up with breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;I got hugs and kisses and well I pretty much got spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;Jason bought me the complete True Blood set of books, PLUS the Complete first season on DVD see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su76sJ45VFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dQrgUmHYmQk/s1600-h/Daysi+31rst+b-day+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399528639739548754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su76sJ45VFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dQrgUmHYmQk/s320/Daysi+31rst+b-day+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a big fan of pretty much anything crafty so Jason bought me a new Cricut Cartridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su77nNygbRI/AAAAAAAAAew/Lj0FQYQUedM/s1600-h/A1-29-0591-WildCard_binder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399529654398774546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su77nNygbRI/AAAAAAAAAew/Lj0FQYQUedM/s320/A1-29-0591-WildCard_binder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got new sharpies, new sticky pads for my cricut and tons of card stock. OH and and old favorite of mine, that I just didn't have that old movie Hocus Pocus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok from my handsome lil man "YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HOW EXCITED HE WAS" he said he was saving the best present for last and it was! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su8CQgW917I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/8BwIYAugF1o/s1600-h/Daysi+31rst+b-day+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399536960827938738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su8CQgW917I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/8BwIYAugF1o/s320/Daysi+31rst+b-day+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a beautiful heart necklace! My lil man picked it out himself! He seriously made me cry, it was so perfect! BTW the cards that I received were just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that was just my boys, now later on we met at my moms house and I got spoiled some more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su7-CYwZMQI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8qSN2YQBW6U/s1600-h/Daysi+31rst+b-day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532320222425346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su7-CYwZMQI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8qSN2YQBW6U/s320/Daysi+31rst+b-day+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Huge birthday gift bag, in it was: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new purse! Socks, Cami's, Pj's, a complete new outfit, dress pants and a shirt, and last but not least bras and panties from my mom...LOL! NO you don't get to see pictures, but take my word for it...they're pretty hot! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother bought me the movie the Proposal, I love Sandra Bullock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN Believe or not, there's more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom took out my whole family to dinner, to have my favorite food. "Salvadorian Food" what is that you ask....well only the best food in the world! If you haven't tried it, well you should. My Family and I are from El Salvador and trust me, the food is finger licking good, the name might sound weird but it sure doesn't taste weird. "pupusas" !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su8AVS9sjrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/H0zZG-9NzgI/s1600-h/Daysi+31rst+b-day+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399534844108377778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su8AVS9sjrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/H0zZG-9NzgI/s320/Daysi+31rst+b-day+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so turning "31" wasn't something I was actually that thrilled about, but what can you do other then embrace it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, it's taken me way too many years to realize that age is just a number and life is what's important. This wasn't a great b-day because I was spoiled, it was a great birthday because I spent it with my loved ones and got tons of text messages, calls, and facebook comments. Thank you too all my family and friends for making this a great birthday! I love you all!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-9054821729169702635?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/9054821729169702635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-and-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9054821729169702635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9054821729169702635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-and-my-birthday.html' title='Halloween and my birthday!!!!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Su3YSRddWxI/AAAAAAAAAdo/OdNw6Jcgfqk/s72-c/1030091332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-4925408865555834828</id><published>2009-09-21T17:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:25:09.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SrgJ2v6ejOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/japYXdyPJrM/s1600-h/moms+b-day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384064190700752098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SrgJ2v6ejOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/japYXdyPJrM/s320/moms+b-day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom is the most amazing person ever! She is a true supermom!  Even through hard times she holds it together, she keeps our family united and remains as positive as possible.  I don't tell her enough that I appreciate her and love her dearly.  My mom is my hero!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't always agree on everything, but one thing is for sure, I can always count on my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  My mom would do anything for her kids, for her family, she is a true trooper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-4925408865555834828?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/4925408865555834828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4925408865555834828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4925408865555834828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SrgJ2v6ejOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/japYXdyPJrM/s72-c/moms+b-day+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-7001240483703038296</id><published>2009-09-13T21:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:39:30.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MOON!</title><content type='html'>Words can NOT express how EXCITED I am for NEW MOON!&lt;br /&gt;My midnight release tickets have been purchased and the anticipation is KILLING me!&lt;br /&gt;This new trailer just left me speechless...I know, I can't believe it either.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:436357" flashvars="configParams=vid%3D436357%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A436357%26startUri={startUri}" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 500px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 12px"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Movies Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Chris Weitz! Just this small sneak peak says so much about what an AWESOME job he has done with the movie.  I know this movie will be unbelievably good!&lt;br /&gt;I had to blog about this, I know I'm a HUGE dork but I don't care to talk about something I am pasionate about....no matter how cheesy it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to blog about the actual movie!!!!!!!!!! HURRY UP NOVEMBER 20th!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-7001240483703038296?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/7001240483703038296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7001240483703038296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7001240483703038296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-moon.html' title='NEW MOON!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-9046768271906666880</id><published>2009-09-03T09:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T06:58:27.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CROCHET CUTIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sp_hng7lwaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lfRdr3LuW_o/s1600-h/0226091517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377264549074682274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sp_hng7lwaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lfRdr3LuW_o/s320/0226091517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to present a website that we have been working on for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://crochetcutie.weebly.com/"&gt;http://crochetcutie.weebly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Website is brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;Daysi Membreño, Jamie Eckles and Nicole Hansen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are extremely excited to put our products online so that everyone can enjoy our wonderful creations. This is a whole new adventure for us. We normally sale these wonderful creations to friends and family members, it's great to now be finally expanding!&lt;br /&gt;Always feel free to leave us comments. We LOVE to hear from our customers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sp_iIM5vI5I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ll46phPwJjU/s1600-h/off+white+baby+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377265110633882514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sp_iIM5vI5I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ll46phPwJjU/s320/off+white+baby+dress.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-9046768271906666880?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/9046768271906666880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/crochet-cutie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9046768271906666880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9046768271906666880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/09/crochet-cutie.html' title='CROCHET CUTIE'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sp_hng7lwaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lfRdr3LuW_o/s72-c/0226091517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-430189217993774241</id><published>2009-08-31T18:33:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:42:40.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse starts third grade and turns eight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SpxxgHP9hII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e1c_7UWX8IE/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SpxxgHP9hII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e1c_7UWX8IE/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376296851689276546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse started third grade on Monday August 24, 2009.  He was so nervous...silly boy! But Jason and I walked him to class and as soon as he saw all his old friends he was all smiles and just plain happy.  &lt;br /&gt;When we picked him up he said "mom, you were right 3rd grade is AWESOME! I love third grade mom"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse turned eight on August 28, 2009.  We started our day by taking him to school (his choice) and then at about 1-ish we took treats to his class, donuts...YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;He picked two helpers to help him pass out the donuts.  Here are a couple pics of them passing them out and enjoying the treat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw17vvumI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5W6ogWISTuQ/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw17vvumI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5W6ogWISTuQ/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376296127046859362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw2cTUt6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/fLZaYD6WCSU/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw2cTUt6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/fLZaYD6WCSU/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376296135786018722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw2-smExI/AAAAAAAAAZI/aNhFhVvffew/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxw2-smExI/AAAAAAAAAZI/aNhFhVvffew/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376296145018819346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked him out of school about 45 minutes early and then took him to The Living Planet Aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that knows my son, knows that he LOVES sea animals, well animals in general.  It's no Sea World but it's pretty neat, he LOVED it.  &lt;br /&gt;Here are fun pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx2lYkpU7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/G0uugdenOkc/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx2lYkpU7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/G0uugdenOkc/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302439796921266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx1mo3U1oI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ONJedOtnFhU/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx1mo3U1oI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ONJedOtnFhU/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376301361838478978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx1mPCoFVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/v-AN3inEZAc/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx1mPCoFVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/v-AN3inEZAc/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376301354906555730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxy-V7I88I/AAAAAAAAAZg/15-b1Pc19Q4/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spxy-V7I88I/AAAAAAAAAZg/15-b1Pc19Q4/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376298470536180674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx2mPB_aaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gi-9Iq7GVKU/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx2mPB_aaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gi-9Iq7GVKU/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302454415518114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is an only child so he got spoiled.  &lt;br /&gt;He got a Nintendo DSI...which is funny because he already has the regular Nintendo DS light. (that's what he wanted)&lt;br /&gt;And he got TONS of toys, movies and clothes! (My mom, Jesse's grandma ALWAYS SPOILS HIM! She bought him the clothes and TWO winter coats! oh and gloves to play in the snow)&lt;br /&gt;And my brother made him the COOLEST toy box EVER! The picture turned out dark though and a little blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3wwx5JYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/g5G4mGGxKMQ/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3wwx5JYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/g5G4mGGxKMQ/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303734785123714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3yAvNlvI/AAAAAAAAAag/_WN31kCQ26o/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3yAvNlvI/AAAAAAAAAag/_WN31kCQ26o/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303756248717042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3xS3gK3I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Sm555kUKT3s/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3xS3gK3I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Sm555kUKT3s/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303743935458162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx4_S27mTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZJrU97fst8k/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx4_S27mTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZJrU97fst8k/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376305083962857778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse had a really good birthday. He got a pretty cool Wolverine cake, his favorite action hero.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3yuKWFYI/AAAAAAAAAao/Q3XfuUwHlaI/s1600-h/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Spx3yuKWFYI/AAAAAAAAAao/Q3XfuUwHlaI/s320/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303768442115458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy B-Day lil man, I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-430189217993774241?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/430189217993774241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/08/jesse-starts-third-grade-and-turns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/430189217993774241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/430189217993774241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/08/jesse-starts-third-grade-and-turns.html' title='Jesse starts third grade and turns eight!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SpxxgHP9hII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e1c_7UWX8IE/s72-c/3rd+grade+%26+b-day+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1993995370226799002</id><published>2009-08-04T11:50:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:50:11.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time has flown by too quickly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniB91m-YVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fJRZ1snfRZI/s1600-h/Jesse+baby+pic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniB91m-YVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fJRZ1snfRZI/s320/Jesse+baby+pic.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366181855374500178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that my little man is growing up too quickly. We are in the process of preparing him for his first day of third grade. Third grade, may seem like a century ago for most of us, but in reality my baby is not a baby anymore! &lt;br /&gt;Third grade...MY GOSH! Not only is my son starting third grade he is turning eight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"8"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have been reminiscing so much lately, looking at his baby pictures and just admiring him as a whole other piece of me. &lt;br /&gt;Anyone that knows me, knows that my son is my life. He makes me whole. I love his tender heart, his big eyes, his gorgeous smile, his hugs, his kisses I just can't get enough of him. He is my universe! He amazes me daily, he is so smart, so caring, so loud...LOL! He can go on and on about pretty much anything. His imagination is beyond anything I remember having myself as a child. He is just so wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures to show his transformation into a little man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniHjKCc9hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SRJs78cu0-A/s1600-h/christmas+baby+pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniHjKCc9hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SRJs78cu0-A/s320/christmas+baby+pix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366187994071758354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniHzgdTH4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TL9If80DE58/s1600-h/Halloween+baby+pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniHzgdTH4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TL9If80DE58/s320/Halloween+baby+pix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366188274967846786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s126/daysidear/?action=view&amp;current=IMGA0753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s126/daysidear/IMGA0753.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s126/daysidear/?action=view&amp;current=IMGA0757.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s126/daysidear/IMGA0757.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniH_OuUzpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/22wLfYNt4qY/s1600-h/Jesse+and+Tia+Jeanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniH_OuUzpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/22wLfYNt4qY/s320/Jesse+and+Tia+Jeanne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366188476365852306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIKE9oZ3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/TqQJHABS9Rg/s1600-h/Pool+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIKE9oZ3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/TqQJHABS9Rg/s320/Pool+side.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366188662724257650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIV1tY-oI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DmzVilZpo1Q/s1600-h/playing+in+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIV1tY-oI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DmzVilZpo1Q/s320/playing+in+the+snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366188864788036226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIfemb8BI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_SOofZZ_Q6k/s1600-h/Halloween101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIfemb8BI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_SOofZZ_Q6k/s320/Halloween101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366189030383546386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIr1UWndI/AAAAAAAAAYg/DUg-Pz6RFZM/s1600-h/Jesse+cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniIr1UWndI/AAAAAAAAAYg/DUg-Pz6RFZM/s320/Jesse+cutie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366189242640145874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniI1Q6pXVI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tehQNp5xLEY/s1600-h/Jesse+at+Disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniI1Q6pXVI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tehQNp5xLEY/s320/Jesse+at+Disneyland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366189404667338066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniFGXZQynI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YNM8ZFdoe3M/s1600-h/backyard+pool.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniFGXZQynI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YNM8ZFdoe3M/s320/backyard+pool.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366185300417628786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case it wasn't obvious &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY SON!&lt;/strong&gt; and I am proud to be his mommy! He is growing up so fast,I don't plan on missing a beat, he is my joy in life! &lt;strong&gt;I love you booger face! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1993995370226799002?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1993995370226799002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-flys-by-too-quickly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1993995370226799002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1993995370226799002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-flys-by-too-quickly.html' title='Time has flown by too quickly'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SniB91m-YVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fJRZ1snfRZI/s72-c/Jesse+baby+pic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1201557141119279198</id><published>2009-07-23T08:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:04:45.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh0nL0MJaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gmw_rcLmB3A/s1600-h/Rene%27s+B-day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh0nL0MJaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gmw_rcLmB3A/s320/Rene%27s+B-day+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361663572919985570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother just turned 28 and for his birthday my mother made Michael Jackson T-shirts for all of us. Why you ask....only because my brother is the biggest MJ fan ever! This picture is of my brother and his wife. **cool looking T-shirts, good job mom!**&lt;br /&gt;If you read my previous blog you know that my entire family and I are HUGE MJ fans. Instead of being sad about his passing we decided to enjoy his life's accomplishments.... and what better way of doing that then to celebrate with one of his biggest fans/group of fans. &lt;br /&gt;It's funny how many things come to mind when celebrating birthdays. I remember one year for Halloween my brother dressed up like Michael Jackson the jacket the red and black colors the short pants with white socks and the long hair....I wish I had a picture to share...it looked way cool. I remember him always being the first one to buy his new Cd's watching MJ's videos, attempting to dance like him and like I have already shared... him barely being able to speak and singing along to "Beat it" when he was much younger. So many memories revolving one artist.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pictures I would like to share with everyone...my bro was surprised and had an awesome b-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OrrUDHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rx3tFFFXeEo/s1600-h/Rene%27s+B-day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OrrUDHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rx3tFFFXeEo/s320/Rene%27s+B-day+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361667550022470770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OSV56UI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ISzoBzx7Ui0/s1600-h/Rene%27s+B-day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OSV56UI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ISzoBzx7Ui0/s320/Rene%27s+B-day+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361667543221791042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OEFP_6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/rEdtz9G-z6M/s1600-h/Rene%27s+B-day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4OEFP_6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/rEdtz9G-z6M/s320/Rene%27s+B-day+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361667539393839010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma needs to smile a little....LOL! she is the grumpy one in the yellow. We love you grandma! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4u8HIfsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/A3vwRpvNuRE/s1600-h/Rene%27s+B-day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh4u8HIfsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/A3vwRpvNuRE/s320/Rene%27s+B-day+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361668104189935298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother got all sorts of cool gifts which include another MJ T-shirt from mom, The number One's MJ DVD, a Shop Vac, a sweet wallet, a belt buckle, tools, speakers for his computer and Jesse, Jason and I got him the sweetest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh6LbdNTsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/LQBz-JmPFVg/s1600-h/gift.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh6LbdNTsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/LQBz-JmPFVg/s320/gift.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361669693151989442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ULTIMATE MJ COLLECTION BABY! OH YEA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, my brother had an awesome birthday...good food, gifts, remembering MJ and quality time with his family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1201557141119279198?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1201557141119279198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1201557141119279198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1201557141119279198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-bro.html' title='Happy Birthday Bro'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Smh0nL0MJaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gmw_rcLmB3A/s72-c/Rene%27s+B-day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-2290232134499640686</id><published>2009-06-26T08:13:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:33:38.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to the King of Pop! Michael Jackson!!!</title><content type='html'>I am saddened by the sudden death of a Legend, a musical genius, and an icon, Michael Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you liked him or not his music is undeniably pure talent and total awesomeness. He was the most talented performer and musician of my generation. It should say something to us that so many of today's artists idolize him and attempt to imitate his moves. &lt;br /&gt;I remember growing up listening to his music and just letting the music move me :)&lt;br /&gt;Just always having the urge to dance and smile. I remember my brother barely being able to talk singing along to "Beat It". My brother and I use to dream of meeting him someday, unfortunately that will never happen. My entire family and I are HUGE Michael Jackson fans and will forever be! &lt;br /&gt;It saddens me because even in his death people criticize and make fun of him. For once now that he is gone, he can't be affected by all of these ignorant people. He has passed away, let him rest in peace. &lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to his children his siblings and to his mother. It is a sad thing when parents out live their children. I can't even imagine her pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try and understand him...through his own song&lt;br /&gt;here are his lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Childhood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for the world that I come from&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been looking around&lt;br /&gt;In the lost and found of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;No one understands me&lt;br /&gt;They view it as such strange eccentricities...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I keep kidding around&lt;br /&gt;Like a child, but pardon me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love such elementary things...&lt;br /&gt;It's been my fate to compensate,&lt;br /&gt;for the Childhood&lt;br /&gt;I've never known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for that wonder in my youth&lt;br /&gt;Like pirates in adventurous dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Of conquest and kings on the throne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you judge me, try hard to love me,&lt;br /&gt;Look within your heart then ask,&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm strange that way&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love such elementary things,&lt;br /&gt;It's been my fate to compensate,&lt;br /&gt;for the Childhood I've never known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for that wonder in my youth&lt;br /&gt;Like fantastical stories to share&lt;br /&gt;The dreams I would dare, watch me fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you judge me, try hard to love me.&lt;br /&gt;The painful youth I've had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen my Childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's remember him for the genius that he was.&lt;br /&gt;Long Live the King of Pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/michael%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww171/trustngo/sheets%20pics/michael-jackson.gif" border="0" alt="michael jackson Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-2290232134499640686?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/2290232134499640686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2290232134499640686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2290232134499640686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html' title='Tribute to the King of Pop! Michael Jackson!!!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww171/trustngo/sheets%20pics/th_michael-jackson.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-6188240599932066706</id><published>2009-06-22T19:25:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T10:27:23.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBK2TMxBYI/AAAAAAAAATk/IR_vBmN_Ml4/s1600-h/vacation+2009+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBK2TMxBYI/AAAAAAAAATk/IR_vBmN_Ml4/s320/vacation+2009+210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350358654043358594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason, Jesse and I just got back from our 8 day vacation trip! We had a BLAST! We got to go to San Diego for a total of 4 days and then Los Angeles for the other 4 days.  We got to go to Lego Land, Sea World and the Santa Monica Pier. Everything was a complete success and we loved every minute of it.  My favorite part of this vacation was spending quality time with my boys and my family.  As most of you know I am originally from Los Angeles and still have tons of family there that I miss dearly.  I can honestly say that I have the best family in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorite pictures to share...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lego Land&lt;/strong&gt;, Sea World, Santa Monica Pier and Family!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLm6fimCI/AAAAAAAAATs/vix5StxzdgQ/s1600-h/vacation+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLm6fimCI/AAAAAAAAATs/vix5StxzdgQ/s320/vacation+2009+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350359489224808482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLnDU4w4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/i7c-6GPwX8I/s1600-h/vacation+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLnDU4w4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/i7c-6GPwX8I/s320/vacation+2009+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350359491596043138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLnT67BbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/73GOua0_-LA/s1600-h/vacation+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLnT67BbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/73GOua0_-LA/s320/vacation+2009+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350359496050542002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLn7hyc8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/bZCpI-WLtQ8/s1600-h/vacation+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBLn7hyc8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/bZCpI-WLtQ8/s320/vacation+2009+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350359506682540994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTFit3xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PWlQvKUcs3c/s1600-h/vacation+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTFit3xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PWlQvKUcs3c/s320/vacation+2009+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350360248105164562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTxMewNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RrO3-L-A1pU/s1600-h/vacation+2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTxMewNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RrO3-L-A1pU/s320/vacation+2009+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350360259823059154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTUQHuII/AAAAAAAAAUU/9514vmsLaKg/s1600-h/vacation+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBMTUQHuII/AAAAAAAAAUU/9514vmsLaKg/s320/vacation+2009+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350360252053698690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPTYd8pAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gvoEHSOC5Hg/s1600-h/vacation+2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPTYd8pAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gvoEHSOC5Hg/s320/vacation+2009+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350363551720317954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPTmTCcAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/NEb6N6EXUxI/s1600-h/vacation+2009+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPTmTCcAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/NEb6N6EXUxI/s320/vacation+2009+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350363555432656898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPT4AK1TI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OepTye1nJMg/s1600-h/vacation+2009+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPT4AK1TI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OepTye1nJMg/s320/vacation+2009+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350363560185353522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPUC4a1uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8oLiKE1vsE0/s1600-h/vacation+2009+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBPUC4a1uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8oLiKE1vsE0/s320/vacation+2009+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350363563105638114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQbEIJ2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/qyw-tsEf_I0/s1600-h/vacation+2009+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQbEIJ2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/qyw-tsEf_I0/s320/vacation+2009+176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364600389347170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBWmjJ473I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kfoJYm_rf_Y/s1600-h/vacation+2009+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBWmjJ473I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kfoJYm_rf_Y/s320/vacation+2009+262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350371577587887986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQgnWxjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FmlXoxfa6dk/s1600-h/vacation+2009+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQgnWxjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FmlXoxfa6dk/s320/vacation+2009+232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364601879283250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQ8st9QI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zYzXLZir2wU/s1600-h/vacation+2009+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQQ8st9QI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zYzXLZir2wU/s320/vacation+2009+242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364609417966850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQRQjndhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VPEqc-ySJC4/s1600-h/vacation+2009+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBQRQjndhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VPEqc-ySJC4/s320/vacation+2009+247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364614748501522" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see the rest of my pictures you can find me on Facebook or myspace. My URL for myspace is http://www.myspace.com/daysidear and I think you just find me under my name on facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to be in the comfort of my own home now, but my vacation was much needed, well deserved and well spent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-6188240599932066706?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/6188240599932066706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6188240599932066706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6188240599932066706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation-2009.html' title='Vacation 2009'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SkBK2TMxBYI/AAAAAAAAATk/IR_vBmN_Ml4/s72-c/vacation+2009+210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-2145946051589847166</id><published>2009-05-22T17:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:02:40.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Things</title><content type='html'>Kimmi tagged me a while ago and it's taken me long enough to do this...SORRY Kimmi...LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Vacation trip to San Diego California and Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;2. Spending fun Summer time with my boys&lt;br /&gt;3. Camping&lt;br /&gt;4. teaching my son to ride his bike with-out training wheels&lt;br /&gt;5. Taking Jesse to Swim Lessons&lt;br /&gt;6. Working out&lt;br /&gt;7. Eating healthier (most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;8. Swimming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I did yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cleaned my house&lt;br /&gt;2. Dropped and picked up my son from school&lt;br /&gt;3. painted my nails&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched Jurassic Park with Jesse&lt;br /&gt;5. Took a LONG bath&lt;br /&gt;6. Listened to New Moon on ITunes&lt;br /&gt;7. Visited my mom&lt;br /&gt;8. Slept &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I wish I could do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose weight&lt;br /&gt;2. Have more energy&lt;br /&gt;3. read more good books&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to Karaoke bars more....I'm feeling my age...I LOVE to sing and want to do it more often, I miss it dearly&lt;br /&gt;5. get a maid &lt;br /&gt;6. go on more vacations&lt;br /&gt;7. not have to work so much&lt;br /&gt;8. be more positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Shows I watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;2. CSI&lt;br /&gt;3. Allot of stuff on Style network&lt;br /&gt;4. The Office&lt;br /&gt;5. E news&lt;br /&gt;6. America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;7. Ellen&lt;br /&gt;8. Tyra Banks talk show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people to tag&lt;br /&gt;1. Nikki &lt;br /&gt;2. Lizz&lt;br /&gt;3. Jamie&lt;br /&gt;4. Jeanne&lt;br /&gt;5. Marlene&lt;br /&gt;6. Cristina &lt;br /&gt;7. Leigh &lt;br /&gt;8. Miranda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see who does it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-2145946051589847166?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/2145946051589847166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/eight-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2145946051589847166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2145946051589847166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/eight-things.html' title='Eight Things'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-2307758321865126214</id><published>2009-05-10T20:28:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:12:35.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgeboSQ7-_I/AAAAAAAAARU/mz5CDCo5M_E/s1600-h/mothers+day+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgeboSQ7-_I/AAAAAAAAARU/mz5CDCo5M_E/s320/mothers+day+2009+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334403400043592690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up to both my boys giving me hugs and kisses and wishing me a happy mothers day and I got some pretty cool presents too.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse made me a picture holder at school, that I LOVE! This is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnuyfmCPI/AAAAAAAAARk/kOZOdlVuKt0/s1600-h/mothers+day+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnuyfmCPI/AAAAAAAAARk/kOZOdlVuKt0/s320/mothers+day+2009+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557443402107122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home made presents are my favorite! in this picture you can see the drawing of himself that he made me. I also have the cute cards I got from my boys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvCNXw3I/AAAAAAAAARs/G5Xa3rLGwCs/s1600-h/card+with+picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvCNXw3I/AAAAAAAAARs/G5Xa3rLGwCs/s320/card+with+picture.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557447620641650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvFeqtnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Xi92r4HPPHg/s1600-h/card+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvFeqtnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Xi92r4HPPHg/s320/card+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557448498493042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvEKGAfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GGIuVp9bwf8/s1600-h/card+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvEKGAfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GGIuVp9bwf8/s320/card+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557448143766002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvX48xGI/AAAAAAAAASE/PLWlGLkOzjc/s1600-h/card+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggnvX48xGI/AAAAAAAAASE/PLWlGLkOzjc/s320/card+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557453440566370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggwbhI8t2I/AAAAAAAAATc/49DvF5WuSF0/s1600-h/card+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggwbhI8t2I/AAAAAAAAATc/49DvF5WuSF0/s320/card+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334567007930857314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason bought me this neat crafting tool and I have been needing and wanting for so long! i LOVE it!!!! He did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPUq7xjI/AAAAAAAAASM/5HNFELpdas0/s1600-h/gift+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPUq7xjI/AAAAAAAAASM/5HNFELpdas0/s320/gift+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334559101843916338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me and my mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPa7UcnI/AAAAAAAAASU/BiSZu6fAAUU/s1600-h/me+and+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPa7UcnI/AAAAAAAAASU/BiSZu6fAAUU/s320/me+and+mom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334559103523254898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Then My mom with Jesse and Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPrQoKXI/AAAAAAAAASc/74wS0x7AUCQ/s1600-h/jesse+and+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPrQoKXI/AAAAAAAAASc/74wS0x7AUCQ/s320/jesse+and+mom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334559107907594610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPkiMo_I/AAAAAAAAASk/5-vSXAKpAgg/s1600-h/jason+and+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggpPkiMo_I/AAAAAAAAASk/5-vSXAKpAgg/s320/jason+and+mom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334559106102240242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got spoiled...we just love her that much!&lt;br /&gt;all of us kids went in on this photo shop deal she really wanted, she was thrilled to get it. My step dad got her an awesome new digital camcorder...it's sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the funny part of this blog....I asked all my siblings if anyone bought anything else for mom and they all told me that they hadn't, so neither did I.&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out on my sister Cristina, because I recognized her handwriting and I saw that there was another gift. I was going on and on about how she has to one up us on everything and always has to do better and blah blah blah....anyways I felt like a total ass when I found out the gift was actually for me.....now see what she got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sgguzyv7K5I/AAAAAAAAATM/RKjPG0ZoMZk/s1600-h/granny+panties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sgguzyv7K5I/AAAAAAAAATM/RKjPG0ZoMZk/s320/granny+panties.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334565225951341458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, your right it's some granny panties! &lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggqZX1sUeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/tyZkZ-0FIj0/s1600-h/granny+panties+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggqZX1sUeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/tyZkZ-0FIj0/s320/granny+panties+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334560374004666850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously....this is what she bought me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggrLO4YFAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dfqt12fZE8k/s1600-h/best+shirt+ever!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SggrLO4YFAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dfqt12fZE8k/s320/best+shirt+ever!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334561230593463298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it even has my name on the back! I am officially a Cullen now...lol! &lt;br /&gt;My face isn't showing because I started to ball...not only do I LOVE my Cullen shirt but I felt like a total ASS for nagging her....LOL&lt;br /&gt;Leave it up to my sister Cristina to pull something like this off. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I hope you all had a great mothers day, I know I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-2307758321865126214?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/2307758321865126214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-mania.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2307758321865126214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2307758321865126214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-mania.html' title='Mothers Day Mania'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgeboSQ7-_I/AAAAAAAAARU/mz5CDCo5M_E/s72-c/mothers+day+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-4765075508494376871</id><published>2009-05-07T08:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:27:40.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>little hidden talents...</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows that I make beanies and they turn out pretty dang cute, but I wanted to try something new. My friend Jamie is expecting a little munchkin' a baby girl and I thought it would be a good idea to "attempt" to make her a new born baby dress. And this is the end result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLrQqcKjQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7NnTIK-OOdA/s1600-h/pride+and+joy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLrQqcKjQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7NnTIK-OOdA/s320/pride+and+joy+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333083580262944002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her a matching bow that you can see in the pictures. Needless to say I am SO proud of myself, the dress is beautiful! and to add to my joy Jamie LOVES it! &lt;br /&gt;It is amazing what you can do if you just put your mind to it. I love little hidden talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLsb8DpGaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nkyKik8ctRo/s1600-h/baby+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLsb8DpGaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nkyKik8ctRo/s320/baby+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084873482115490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for my pride and joy...my son! &lt;br /&gt;I am SO proud of you my little Cutie Pa-Tu-Ti !!!&lt;br /&gt;This has been your best year yet. You are doing excellent in school and you are the best son anyone can ever ask for, I love being your mommy! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLtVKNxjoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/H-Yv6_qsW7A/s1600-h/pride+and+joy+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLtVKNxjoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/H-Yv6_qsW7A/s320/pride+and+joy+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333085856535252610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyzz are my life! Jason is the best daddy and here is a candid picture of what I get to witness daily. I love you babe! and the picture that follows I made them pose...lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLuKgqd8UI/AAAAAAAAARE/6iqYJglEy3g/s1600-h/pride+and+joy+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLuKgqd8UI/AAAAAAAAARE/6iqYJglEy3g/s320/pride+and+joy+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333086773094248770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLutNhpkdI/AAAAAAAAARM/FyXtr2ODAB4/s1600-h/pride+and+joy+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLutNhpkdI/AAAAAAAAARM/FyXtr2ODAB4/s320/pride+and+joy+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333087369252409810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With mothers day right around the corner I just want to tell all you mommies to enjoy your little ones, they grow up WAY to quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-4765075508494376871?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/4765075508494376871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-hidden-talents.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4765075508494376871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4765075508494376871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-hidden-talents.html' title='little hidden talents...'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SgLrQqcKjQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7NnTIK-OOdA/s72-c/pride+and+joy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-8672147333347685185</id><published>2009-04-21T17:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:37:41.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is too short.</title><content type='html'>There are things that happen in life that make you realize how special and important life is. How your life can change in a matter of minutes. I had one of those experiences yesterday and I just wanted to post this message to remind everyone to be grateful for what you have and love those around you as much as you can. You never know when they won't be around any longer. We will all pay for our offenses in one way or another, sooner or later.  Life is too short, make the best of it.  My experience is personal but my message is from the heart. Don't take life,love,family &amp; friendships for granted! &lt;br /&gt;Quote By Benjamin Franklin: &lt;br /&gt;Dost thou love life? Then waste not time; for time is the stuff that life is made of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-8672147333347685185?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/8672147333347685185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-too-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8672147333347685185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8672147333347685185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life is too short.'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-617051625586844519</id><published>2009-04-04T09:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:37:59.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 'cause of you!</title><content type='html'>My family has been nagging me because they have to log in to view my blog...heaven forbid, it's SO difficult...lol!&lt;br /&gt;SO I decided to take away my going private on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;They've made a very good point, if someone wants to know &lt;strong&gt;that bad&lt;/strong&gt; what I've been up to, or what's new with me, then why not let them? I can think of a few "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nosey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" people that just want to keep tabs! BUT I have &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; to hide :) so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and family that have always been able to view my blog, it's now easier for you! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go family....this is mainly for you! 'Cause I LOVE YA'LL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-617051625586844519?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/617051625586844519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-cause-of-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/617051625586844519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/617051625586844519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-cause-of-you.html' title='it&apos;s &apos;cause of you!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1026947060873553219</id><published>2009-03-23T08:09:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:30:10.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight mid-night release party! I got to meet......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SceaBdnqTiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PLLSXzhWKuk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316387235055685154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SceaBdnqTiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PLLSXzhWKuk/s320/VICTORIA+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lefevre&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"VICTORIA"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she is drop dead gorgeous! and super sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talk about a crazy day. Nikki, Jeanne and I went to Hot Topic to get my T-shirt and we thought that a celebrity would show up to Hot Topic and so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-ordered our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dvd's&lt;/span&gt; from them and got invited to their private party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT.....then we saw on-line that Access Hollywood confirmed that "someone" would be at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Riverton&lt;/span&gt; UT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took our chance and headed out there. When we got there, the place was already packed, over 200 people! the setup was pretty cool too! They had a gazebo like at the prom scene which we got to take pictures at. And before she got there, they had games and prices. I WON a t-shirt! You can never have too many Twilight T-shirts....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I even got Rachelle "Victoria" to sign my T-shirt.... All I had to do was be the loudest...ha ha ha and anyone who knows me knows that I can be pretty loud when I want to be. They asked me why in the book did Bella flirt with Jacob at La Push...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; I knew the answer....to get info about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cullens&lt;/span&gt; Duh! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways they had all these look a like people and tons of fans wearing Twilight gear, myself included. So now for the fun part...I have lot of pictures of the night to share! Including the t-shirt I won and Rachelle signing it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScertOGfBUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3ujg90ij_cI/s1600-h/SET+UP+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316406678501918018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScertOGfBUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3ujg90ij_cI/s320/SET+UP+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Set up pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316407128615143890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s320/SET+UP+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scesnja1kPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/mfeVZSkSaDw/s1600-h/SET+UP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316407680656838898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scesnja1kPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/mfeVZSkSaDw/s320/SET+UP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetvefaTqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xapkcQSJ9ZY/s1600-h/ME+AND+JEANNE+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316408916284427938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetvefaTqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xapkcQSJ9ZY/s320/ME+AND+JEANNE+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my sis Jeanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScesHa51ydI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/21NKugxahNM/s1600-h/SET+UP+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sce0XASsVcI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jzftsow8Cio/s1600-h/MAR,+ANGELA+&amp;amp;+CRISTINA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316416192442553794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sce0XASsVcI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jzftsow8Cio/s320/MAR,+ANGELA+%26+CRISTINA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mars, Angela &amp;amp; Cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SceuRikjLJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zrHVdOFlMKc/s1600-h/ANGELA+&amp;amp;+CRISTINA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316409501495274642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SceuRikjLJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zrHVdOFlMKc/s320/ANGELA+%26+CRISTINA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and Cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scetan54AgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aBmiJqb5UxY/s1600-h/twilight+midnight+party+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316408558034092546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scetan54AgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aBmiJqb5UxY/s320/twilight+midnight+party+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki and I in the Gazebo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at the background! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316408190229378498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s320/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScetFNuZdcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SxLcL63oYgA/s1600-h/NIKKI+AND+I+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316411466753219010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s320/VICTORIA+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;getting ready to sign Nikki's movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316410184830863954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s320/VICTORIA+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;handing over the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScewD7ujmcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tkiky32QD7E/s1600-h/VICTORIA+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316410417168082210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s320/VICTORIA+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taking a sip of her FIGI water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Sceu5UMcylI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yEqijH64mbw/s1600-h/VICTORIA+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316410860954003394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s320/VICTORIA+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting ready to sign my t-shirt The one I won!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevG1t9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-AE2M9D20Q/s1600-h/VICTORIA+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316411186472093154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s320/VICTORIA+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Signing my T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevznmVBeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1EXSd94MlWk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevV3jl_1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O0G6XvuoXbk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevV3jl_1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O0G6XvuoXbk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevV3jl_1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O0G6XvuoXbk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316410675359514450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevV3jl_1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O0G6XvuoXbk/s320/VICTORIA+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is SO cute! I will forever treasure my t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/Scevgq8xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/60w4Obd1YrI/s1600-h/VICTORIA+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/ScevV3jl_1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O0G6XvuoXbk/s1600-h/VICTORIA+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a blast and needless to say I will also be going to the midnight showing of N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ew Moon&lt;/span&gt; I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you go :) are ya jealous yet? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1026947060873553219?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1026947060873553219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-mid-night-release-party-i-got.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1026947060873553219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1026947060873553219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-mid-night-release-party-i-got.html' title='Twilight mid-night release party! I got to meet......'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SceaBdnqTiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PLLSXzhWKuk/s72-c/VICTORIA+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-8446342808848768805</id><published>2009-03-17T09:32:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:27:33.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amistad spanish word for friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kids+holding+hands" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="kids holding hands Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/CrimsynMoonlight/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've had many reason for thinking about this subject. Friendship is described perfectly on this article that I found on a website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies"&lt;/strong&gt;. – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the one relation that has survived the trials and tribulations of time and has still remained unconditional is friendship. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A unique blend of affection, loyalty, love, respect, trust and loads of fun is perhaps what describes the true meaning of friendship between two individuals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Similar interests, mutual respect and strong attachment with each other are what friends share between each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; These are just the general traits of a friendship. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To experience what is friendship, one must have true friends, who are indeed rare treasure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Different people have different definitions of friendship. For some, it is the trust in an individual that he / she won't hurt you. For others, it is unconditional love. There are some who feel that friendship is companionship. People form definitions based on the kind of experiences they have had. This is one relation that has been nurtured since times immemorial. There are famous stories about friends in mythologies of different religions all over the world. They say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a person who has found a faithful friend has found a priceless treasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Psychologically speaking, friendship may be defined as "a dynamic, mutual relationship between two individuals. As children become friends, they negotiate boundaries within which both partners function". This helps them to function like healthy individuals in life as they learn to draw a line as and when needed in a relation. This greatly helps in the emotional development of an individual. However, any relation needs constant nurturing and development from all the people that are involved in one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendship cannot survive if one person makes all the effort to sustain it without any mutual recognition from others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article goes on to talk about the dynamic and the Psychologically of friendship....you can read the rest of the article by going here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://festivals.iloveindia.com/friendship-day/friendship-meaning.html"&gt;http://festivals.iloveindia.com/friendship-day/friendship-meaning.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I choose to write about friendship is because it is truly a special and unique gift. There are people who are good at pretending to be your friends and then you have people who are sincere and honest. Friends are few and far in-between. I want to tell all my friends how much I appreciate you, how much I love you and am greatful for you! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Everyone else is just not worth my time. I feel sorry for you actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not something anyone should expect, it's earned. I know what true friendships are and it's a long and hard process, but once you've earned Friendship/Love nothing else compares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-8446342808848768805?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/8446342808848768805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/amistad-spanish-word-for-friendship.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8446342808848768805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/8446342808848768805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/amistad-spanish-word-for-friendship.html' title='Amistad spanish word for friendship'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-3375630681662055665</id><published>2009-03-02T08:40:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:13:21.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The House of the Night series.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.houseofnightseries.com/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.houseofnightseries.com/downloads/nightbanner.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read and lately I have been on this "Vampire" kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the deal, I have read all four books for The House of the Night series that are out. Another one comes out later this month which I also plan to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marked:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The first book was a little hard for me to get into... but I am really glad I read it. Let me just say that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a TEENAGER BOOK! the lingo and just everything is SO High School. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intriguing&lt;/span&gt; though. To sum up the series and this book, Vampires live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;amongst&lt;/span&gt; Humans but unlike other Vampire books, Humans know who the Vampires are which is cool and different. The House of the Night is their school where they either live and become Vampires or they reject the process and die. This book is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;After she is Marked, 16-year-old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; Redbird enters the House of Night and learns that she is no average fledgling. She has been Marked as special by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; Goddess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nyx&lt;/span&gt;. But she is not the only fledgling at the House of Night with special powers. When she discovers that the leader of the Dark Daughters, the school's most elite club, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;-using her Goddess-given gifts, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; must look deep within herself for the courage to embrace her destiny— with a little help from her new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Betrayed:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I read this book in two days....I loved it! My favorite of the series. I knew all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt;, what they stood for and all that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; is basically telling you about her experience as a fledgling at the House of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; has managed to settle in at the House of Night and come to terms with the vast powers the Goddess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Nyx&lt;/span&gt; has given her. Just as she finally feels she belongs, the unthinkable happens: human teenagers are being killed, and all evidence points to the House of Night. While danger stalks the humans from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt;’s old life, she begins to realize that the very powers that make her so unique might also threaten those she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chosen:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Was my second favorite book of the series. I love the unexpected twist and turns of the story line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;Dark forces are at work at the House of Night and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; Redbird's adventures at the school take a mysterious turn. Her best friend, Stevie Rae, is undead and struggling to maintain a grip on her humanity. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; finds herself in the very unexpected and rare situation of having three boyfriends. Mix a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bloodlust&lt;/span&gt; into the equation and the situation has the potential to spell social disaster. Just when it seems things couldn't get any tougher, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;vampires&lt;/span&gt; start turning up dead. Really dead. It looks like the People of Faith are tired of living side-by-side with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;vampires&lt;/span&gt;. But, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; and her friends so often find out, how things appear rarely affects the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untamed:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so this book was a little hard for me to get into because they kind of repeat themselves and well you know it's a series so you assume people are reading them from start to finish and all that repeating just made it hard for me to get into.... BUT they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;redeem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; after just a few chapters and I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks when your friends are pissed at you. Just ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; Redbird – she’s become an expert on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;suckiness&lt;/span&gt;. In one week she has gone from having three boyfriends to having none, and from having a close group of friends who trusted and supported her, to being an outcast. Speaking of friends, of the two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; has left, one is undead and one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;unMarked&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Neferet&lt;/span&gt; has declared war on humans, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; knows in her heart is wrong. But will anyone listen to her? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Zoey's&lt;/span&gt; adventures at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; finishing school take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt; and dangerous turn as loyalties are tested, shocking true intentions come to light, and an ancient evil is awakened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All in all I'm a fan. I will read any books that may follow, they really are pretty good books.&lt;br /&gt;Just have an open mind &lt;strong&gt;especially &lt;/strong&gt;if you're an adult, just remember it's a teen series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-3375630681662055665?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/3375630681662055665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/house-of-night-series.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3375630681662055665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3375630681662055665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/03/house-of-night-series.html' title='The House of the Night series.'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-3451537473966085523</id><published>2009-02-19T19:12:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:48:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little piece of happiness :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304700793390480194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SZ4VRB3Fu0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/L617eXg2w2I/s320/Picture+484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The only thing that matters in life are the people who are worth while! People who make you smile and be happy, even when they are completely silly and out of their minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boyz&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; this is why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SZ4Vp_gOPQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6SECy2HVchE/s1600-h/Picture+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304701222254427394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SZ4Vp_gOPQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6SECy2HVchE/s320/Picture+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Nothing else in the world matters....not really! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wise person once told me.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;demas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mierda&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun translating that ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-3451537473966085523?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/3451537473966085523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/02/only-thing-that-matters-in-life-are.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3451537473966085523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3451537473966085523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/02/only-thing-that-matters-in-life-are.html' title='My little piece of happiness :)'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SZ4VRB3Fu0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/L617eXg2w2I/s72-c/Picture+484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-7045430090921187082</id><published>2009-01-20T09:32:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:00:15.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs Hollywood when you have Park City UT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXX9YOfdqDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ihWBmlgFfIw/s1600-h/sunance+film+festival+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293415529692637234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXX9YOfdqDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ihWBmlgFfIw/s320/sunance+film+festival+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my crazy friend Jessica tells me to go with her to Park City, for the Sundace Film Festival and so we went! Two crazy ladies just having a blast! And guess who we got to meet? check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;---in front of the Egyptian Theater. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293416721433996690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXX-dmEvrZI/AAAAAAAAALI/fjLWC-hGOsE/s320/sunance+film+festival+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok we didn't meet Robert Downy Jr but we sure did take a picture with a poster...LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT GUESS WHO WE DID MEET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422045334093554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXYDTfJcPvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/u-ozc93sJTY/s320/sunance+film+festival+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep we met &lt;strong&gt;PIERCE BROSNAN&lt;/strong&gt;...AKA &lt;strong&gt;JAMES BOND!&lt;/strong&gt; HELL YEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what gets better then that? POSING WITH.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422725714287314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXYD7FwuGtI/AAAAAAAAALY/Gv-FqZbM1NI/s320/sunance+film+festival+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; it's Qui Gon Gin JEDI MASTER &lt;strong&gt;**Liam Neeson**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the coolest guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all....seriously who needs Hollywood when you can run into celebrities in UTAH ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JESSICA AND I HAD A BLAST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-7045430090921187082?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/7045430090921187082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-needs-hollywood-when-you-have-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7045430090921187082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/7045430090921187082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-needs-hollywood-when-you-have-park.html' title='Who needs Hollywood when you have Park City UT'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXX9YOfdqDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ihWBmlgFfIw/s72-c/sunance+film+festival+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-3212320528239845158</id><published>2009-01-15T19:28:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:06:38.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever danced in a cage??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVRQLfJdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qVGWAdwzkXg/s1600-h/clubbin+with+jeanne+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292738110723925458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVRQLfJdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qVGWAdwzkXg/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well my sisters and I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep just like I said. We danced in a cage. And here we are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOS0uBVaJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TIyE1U_yPUo/s1600-h/clubbin+with+jeanne+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292735421494945938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOS0uBVaJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TIyE1U_yPUo/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why did we do such a crazy thing you ask? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well let me sum it up in a few words.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEANNE turned 21! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some fun pics of the night.....enjoy :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOT6sxVgmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0oMMktDs72k/s1600-h/clubbin+with+jeanne+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292736623750251106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOT6sxVgmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0oMMktDs72k/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVDQyzOyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MtWEeRGp7so/s1600-h/clubbin+with+jeanne+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292737870370650914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVDQyzOyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MtWEeRGp7so/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292737217000856578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOUdOzTXAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B-Qg7wWBolk/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEANNE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You will enjoy adult life I promise! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Love you sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292738554081417330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVrD0JmHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ewkspc0_IVc/s320/clubbin+with+jeanne+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-3212320528239845158?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/3212320528239845158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-danced-in-cage.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3212320528239845158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/3212320528239845158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-danced-in-cage.html' title='Have you ever danced in a cage??'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SXOVRQLfJdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qVGWAdwzkXg/s72-c/clubbin+with+jeanne+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-6587444431402290181</id><published>2009-01-05T18:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:09:03.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years and Jason's B-day</title><content type='html'>Happy New year everyone! I am really excited for this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have high hopes for this year, I know that it has to be better then 2008 was. Things happen in life that make you stronger or so I'm told, but I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of goals for this year are to enjoy my family even more, take a family vacation to Lego Land, my son has been wanting to go there for years and we are going to make that happen for him :) and last but not least save....save....save!! There are too many unexpected "rainy days" TRUST ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well so far the new year has been great. We celebrated Jason's 34th b-day last night. He got spoiled all day, he didn't have to lift a single finger! Jesse and mainly I waited on him hand and foot! YEA LUCKY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday old man.....I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SWK40o5vV5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/t9l04NOwfDc/s1600-h/Jason%27s+34+b-day+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287992126958688146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SWK40o5vV5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/t9l04NOwfDc/s320/Jason%27s+34+b-day+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-6587444431402290181?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/6587444431402290181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-and-jasons-b-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6587444431402290181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/6587444431402290181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-and-jasons-b-day.html' title='New Years and Jason&apos;s B-day'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SWK40o5vV5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/t9l04NOwfDc/s72-c/Jason%27s+34+b-day+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1136957216551716233</id><published>2009-01-03T10:43:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:20:48.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FINISHED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SV-nOEykBkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nWbmr2AJ5Ds/s1600-h/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287128347802076738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SV-nOEykBkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nWbmr2AJ5Ds/s320/47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finished reading all of the Twilight Saga books right after Christmas and I must tell you that I am still a huge fan of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go into details for those that haven't read any of the books or just haven't finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was one of my favorite books, I loved it! I could not put it down. From start to finish, it was just a great book and the story got even better and more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; for me to be honest, partially because I didn't want the story to end but also because even though the book was over 700 pages long, it never really ended. If you have read it then you can understand. I loved a lot of things that happened in this book, I just wish there was more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I really love these books! I hope that Stephenie Meyer continues somewhere down the road, there is just so much more that can and will continue to make these books loved and cherished by many. I am so glad that I finished I was so consumed into these books I read them all in four weeks! Now I can finally discuss them with my many friends and family that have read them all. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SV-q2VbMg5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/rmvVjFzLZwA/s1600-h/edward+and+bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287132337997120402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SV-q2VbMg5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/rmvVjFzLZwA/s320/edward+and+bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am just so excited for the rest of the movies! and you can be sure that I will write about them when the time comes!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1136957216551716233?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1136957216551716233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finished.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1136957216551716233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1136957216551716233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finished.html' title='I FINISHED!!!!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SV-nOEykBkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nWbmr2AJ5Ds/s72-c/47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-9147714901011790486</id><published>2008-12-28T18:21:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:02:11.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect Christmas gift!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285025127897464050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVguWkFXfPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/igLxfqTgats/s320/Christmas+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm in a pretty deep sleep when I hear...(MOMMY HE CAME, HE CAME!!!!) I glance over to the alarm clock and it's still about 5:30ish in the morning and I remember....OMG it's CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tell my son, it's WAY to early sweetheart, climb into bed with us just one more hour ok. UGH! he says FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear the enthusiasm in his voice all his excitement, he tells me; &lt;strong&gt;Mom I can't sleep I'm to excited!&lt;/strong&gt; He lies by me, completely impatient. Honey stop being such a wiggly worm, I tell him. Jesse sit still honey, close your eyes...&lt;strong&gt;BUT MOM! "SANTA CAME!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me about 15 minutes to realize that there was &lt;strong&gt;NO &lt;/strong&gt;way that Jesse would go back to sleep, we get up and he takes off and heads straight to the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOM.....MOM, Santa REALLY LOVES ME!&lt;/strong&gt; Mom look at all the stuff he brought me. His little face lit up so bright and he didn't know where to start. He started taking everything out to start playing with it. It was the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of Christmas, it's just not what it should be anymore, but boy the best present I could have ever received I got! Seeing my son was the most amazing and exciting part of all the craziness surrounded by this Holiday. He was so happy, so excited. It's wonderful that innocence still exist in so many different ways. These are memories that I am sure to have for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just that, being around the ones that you love and enjoying each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, Jesse and I had a great Christmas despite the hard year that we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful and thankful to have them in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are pictures from Christmas eve and Christmas day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285023580018494674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVgs8dyQzNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6YKxNpiyR28/s320/Christmas+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285022493526066770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVgr9OSSBlI/AAAAAAAAAII/rc3YVhz9g1I/s320/Christmas+2008+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285022064398413810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVgrkPqRr_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/gdz5-CAn7_k/s320/Christmas+2008+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285026158722800290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVgvSkNR2qI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gDarwzGGC3E/s320/Christmas+2008+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-9147714901011790486?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/9147714901011790486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-christmas-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9147714901011790486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/9147714901011790486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-christmas-gift.html' title='The perfect Christmas gift!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SVguWkFXfPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/igLxfqTgats/s72-c/Christmas+2008+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-4129602784746747170</id><published>2008-12-16T09:52:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:35:40.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the most wonderful time of the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUffLoM91pI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WhLngAz6VJU/s1600-h/j1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280434478978553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUffLoM91pI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WhLngAz6VJU/s320/j1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My son built his first Gingerbread house ever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                        I love my munchkin....he is so damn cute! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the whole process!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUffZI9NdII/AAAAAAAAAGE/D7N0OYoxW2Y/s1600-h/j2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280434711109137538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUffZI9NdII/AAAAAAAAAGE/D7N0OYoxW2Y/s320/j2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfjrPUVBdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MGVFWgaZxhM/s1600-h/j3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280439420100871634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfjrPUVBdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MGVFWgaZxhM/s320/j3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUff5GYyw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/IPoP75ubnU4/s1600-h/j4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280435260175336418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUff5GYyw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/IPoP75ubnU4/s320/j4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfkPVmYfxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2JQZ8PLYmb0/s1600-h/j5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440040262500114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfkPVmYfxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2JQZ8PLYmb0/s320/j5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GRAND FINALE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfi04sCFOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hoyllUSQC1k/s1600-h/j6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280438486313342178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUfi04sCFOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hoyllUSQC1k/s320/j6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUflJHgU9aI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z2zAsYfKk0w/s1600-h/j7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280441032911418786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUflJHgU9aI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z2zAsYfKk0w/s320/j7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-4129602784746747170?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/4129602784746747170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4129602784746747170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/4129602784746747170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the most wonderful time of the year!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUffLoM91pI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WhLngAz6VJU/s72-c/j1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-508469664937213808</id><published>2008-12-13T13:37:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:32:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my Twilight reading :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279379899352853378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUQgDA9Dq4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sXIQh2Zurx8/s320/twilightandnewmoonpp1.png" border="0" /&gt;I have finished Twilight and New moon and will be starting Eclipse soon! I am happy to report that I love the series so far. I can't see myself changing my mind...I'm hooked!&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even compare to the movie, the books are so much more intense and gratifying!&lt;br /&gt;I loved the movie, but the books are just so much better. It's a difference, I can appreciate and enjoy them both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people that feel the way I might have before watching or reading the books, I would like to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire stories have been the same with no real originality in the past and now Stephanie Meyer has a different adaptation a twist a different point of view. I think it's pretty cool, courage's even. Basically we were all 17 at one point or another and it's a pretty neat feeling to have an author that can capture teenager’s emotions so well. Kudos to Stephenie in her adaptation of a new era of Vampires! let us enjoy her creation. Edward is sexy, insecure, in love with a human and "vegetarian". It's amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;People can call it cheesy or whatever but I say that's what’s SO great about imagination in itself. I love the series. People need to have an open mind to different possibilities! I hope you all enjoy them as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUQhtWWIWzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/t5dzVPf_PGQ/s1600-h/my+man...yummy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279381726161296178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUQhtWWIWzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/t5dzVPf_PGQ/s320/my+man...yummy!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Edward Cullen...aka Robert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(along with a million other women in the world!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUQgLWolGVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nj4w9FSbsP8/s1600-h/my+man...yummy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY READING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!" href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="I'm a Esme! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_esme.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are thoughtful and care very deeply for your family. A loving home is of great&lt;br /&gt;importance to you and you always try to make people feel welcome. Although you have a great capacity to love, you also have a great capacity to hurt, so at times you can be&lt;br /&gt;sensitive. You're firm when you need to be, but people trust your judgment and&lt;br /&gt;appreciate the kind way you always handle things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!" href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/quizzes/which-male-twilight-character-are-you.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And if I were a boy I would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!" href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/quizzes/which-male-twilight-character-are-you.html"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="I'm a Edward! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3160/2884919547_2f45f8fa0b_o.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are talented, knowledgeable and people are drawn to you. You like a good challenge and enjoy the company of a select few, but this is because you are picky and can be set in your ways. Sometimes you over react when things don’t go well, but your intentions aregood and you’re priority is protecting the ones that you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!" href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/quizzes/which-male-twilight-character-are-you.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-508469664937213808?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/508469664937213808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-on-my-twilight-reading.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/508469664937213808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/508469664937213808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-on-my-twilight-reading.html' title='Update on my Twilight reading :)'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SUQgDA9Dq4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sXIQh2Zurx8/s72-c/twilightandnewmoonpp1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-642492743018725738</id><published>2008-12-02T09:45:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:23:37.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVpc-YMq8I/AAAAAAAAADE/SkTmaIYs10k/s1600-h/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275238485036149698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVpc-YMq8I/AAAAAAAAADE/SkTmaIYs10k/s320/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like many out there I just didn’t want to get involved with a trendy book, something that everyone else was reading. I like to be independent and different, so when the Twilight books became huge I ignored it. I heard about this author named Stephenie Meyer whose books soon became a phenomenon and everyone was talking about it. I actually became a little bugged even, another Harry Potter trend, LAME!&lt;br /&gt;So anyways my little sister tells me, hey lets go watch twilight…and I must admit that I was intrigued so I went. This was my sisters fourth time watching it; she is pretty picky so if she likes it that much, I’m sure I will. I happen to be a huge fan of chick flicks and all that mushy lovey dovey stuff, so why not? My sister kept telling me that I would love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She was right, I LOVED IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was so good! Needless to say I will be reading the books soon. The movie intrigued me to actually want to read the books. It’s funny that I tried so hard not to get involved and now I am eager to get my hands on the books as soon as possible. I know that with any movie that is based on a book, the book is usually much better so I am really excited to read read read! Everyone keeps telling me, “you haven’t read them yet” not yet people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So now let’s discuss Robert Pattinson AKA Edward Cullen! His portrayal was amazing! And my oh my that man is HOT! OMG...those eyes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275238206414597394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVpMwbpLRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hQ_Dq_Vzmzw/s320/Edward+Cullen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Cullens are pretty cool, I like how they all have different powers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVqKQGVGKI/AAAAAAAAADM/L-Xgcqot8r0/s1600-h/official+cullen+promo+pic[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275239262887155874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVqKQGVGKI/AAAAAAAAADM/L-Xgcqot8r0/s320/official+cullen+promo+pic%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I haven't said much about "Bella" I like her, she is so inocent so sweet, she reminds me of myself in younger high school years. That is the thing about this movie and these books they are&lt;br /&gt;Definitely geared toward the younger crowd. I guess in a sense that is one reason I like it though, it reminds me of inocent love, of all the high school drama with a twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For anyone that hasn't seen the movie or read the books, I encourage you to take the dip....just do it, you won't regret it...I promise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can't wait to read the books, I am already pretty hooked! Happy reading!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/5585712/which-twilight-novel-character-are-you" href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/5585712/which-twilight-novel-character-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/5585712/which-twilight-novel-character-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're Esme Cullen - Your maternal instinct to take care of people and be kind draw people towards you. You're compassionate and loving, yet firm when you need to be. You appreciate hard work and value the beautiful results of your dedication to any project. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-642492743018725738?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/642492743018725738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/642492743018725738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/642492743018725738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STVpc-YMq8I/AAAAAAAAADE/SkTmaIYs10k/s72-c/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-2166318403378413646</id><published>2008-12-01T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:24:05.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America land of diversity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STRg2nAvQFI/AAAAAAAAACE/hHkAVboTl1A/s1600-h/american-flag-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274947554858975314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STRg2nAvQFI/AAAAAAAAACE/hHkAVboTl1A/s320/american-flag-2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is December 2008, basically almost 2009 we are less then a month away and it is very sad and just upsetting to have to tell you that there are still so many racist ignorant people in this world. My mother lives across the street from this guy who is suppose to be someone who is there to serve and protect. He happens to be a fire fighter. On Saturday my mother had several guest over so there was no parking on her side of the street so we went ahead and parked across the street. We are sitting in our car minding our own business when this ass**le walks out of his house and demands that we move our vehicle immediately! I look at him with this shocking expression and I say…dude we are parked on the street, we are not blocking you in any way, we aren’t even close to your drive way so what the hell is your problem. He says and I quote “you fu***** Mexican’s need to go back to Mexico” OMG I lost it. Can this guy really be that ignorant, that fu***** pathetic? I proceed by telling him that I am not Mexican which I didn’t want to argue with him, he is probably to fu***** stupid to understand anyways. I bitched him out! It turned into a nice screaming match. My seven year old son had to witness all this, something I would have never wanted. I told him that he was a piece of s*it white trash mother fu***** racist. I called him every name in the book and honestly it didn’t make things better or worse for that matter, but he needed to know that I wasn’t going to let him or anyone put me or my family down. He approached us not the other way around…we were doing nothing wrong! I can completely understand him being upset had we been blocking him or if we were out of line in any way but that fuc**r was simply upset that he had “LATINOS” parked in front of his house. I mean OMG! This man has no manners no education…I mean do you call all Asian’s, Chinese? All Polynesian's, Tongan….seriously WTF is wrong with this picture. What good comes out of this? Why does it matter what the color of someone’s skin is? The United States of America has just elected our first Black President! This is a big deal, let us unit, let us live in Peace! For crying out loud what good can come out of being a racist?&lt;br /&gt;Then the son of a bitch proceeds to call the cops on us! ON WHAT GROUNDS? WHAT DID WE DO WRONG? &lt;div&gt;Not a FU***** thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways the cops never came…why….because they probably told him that he was being an idiot and confirmed what we already knew, he had no grounds to complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call the dispatch and request for an officer to call me back.&lt;br /&gt;I get a call from officer Jones who by the way was VERY professional and understanding, I told him exactly what happened including what I said to the man and filled a harassment complain on that “FU** HEAD!” and was told by the officer that if that ever happens again to call them back and they will come knock on his door and make sure that it never happens again. I have my case number and hope to never have to use it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhat content with the resolution but oh well, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of those ignorant people someday realize that we live in the United States of America, which is a very diverse country and I hope that they are NEVER in need of blood that might not come from a Caucasian person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-2166318403378413646?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/2166318403378413646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/america-land-of-diversity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2166318403378413646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2166318403378413646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/12/america-land-of-diversity.html' title='America land of diversity!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STRg2nAvQFI/AAAAAAAAACE/hHkAVboTl1A/s72-c/american-flag-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-1173372692894553238</id><published>2008-11-17T13:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:24:33.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little girls dream come true, thanks to NKOTB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STR6mLm8XkI/AAAAAAAAACo/kJsE6Y__4zw/s1600-h/NNNNNN.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975859927440962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STR6mLm8XkI/AAAAAAAAACo/kJsE6Y__4zw/s320/NNNNNN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I was a little girl I was madly in love with New Kids on the Block. My fantasy was always to meet Joey McIntyre, my favorite New kid! I could hardly believe it when I found out that the band was reuniting…OMG can it be?&lt;br /&gt;And to my pleasant surprise it was true! I bought their new greatest hits album plus their new cd The BLOCK and they are hotter then EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Me and my crazy friends got all dolled up in 80's gear for their concert!&lt;br /&gt;We had SO much fun…words can not explain! Seriously the whole night was a blast, we were like celebrities getting our pictures taken everywhere we went, it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;OMG it was a dream come true...the BEST concert EVER hands down! One of the most Exciting nights of my life. Joey was dreamy gorgeous I LOVE HIM! Jordan that boy is HOT he can SING! Jon always mellow and chill like always, Danny that boy can dance DAMN! old school moves, new stuff the works! and Donnie, ok well bad boy Donnie is HOT he was pretty sexy! The concert started at 8pm and went till almost midnight. It's almost as if they wanted to prove that they were still hot and had it going on because the concert was off the hook! It was AMAZING!!!! I don't care what anyone says about them to try and put them down...they are HOT! TRUST ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***TO ALL THE HATERS I QUOTE DONNIE IN THEIR SONG&gt;&gt;&gt;GAMES!***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No more games boy So what ya saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Beat the beatness Cos Donnie ain't playin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Witness the quickness As I kick this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm on a mission So listen as I dismiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All this negativity by takin a stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cos we're five bad brothers from the bean town land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No sell out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So get the hell out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We do it our way &lt;strong&gt;Who gives a damn about what &lt;em&gt;critics&lt;/em&gt; say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Said we wouldn't last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Said our time will pass In just a flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But we're still kicking ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The DONNIE The WAHL to the BERG has spoken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now the games must cease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And to the non-believers I say peace Stop playin those games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Kids on the Block BIGGEST FANS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269731892030930434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SSHZPE4M_gI/AAAAAAAAABk/P5zXAKZTR2Q/s320/Group+hotties.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269732403283755042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/SSHZs1cYACI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rKfXT4lU-ug/s320/Shoulder+action.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-1173372692894553238?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/feeds/1173372692894553238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-girls-dream-come-true-thanks-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1173372692894553238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/1173372692894553238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-girls-dream-come-true-thanks-to.html' title='A little girls dream come true, thanks to NKOTB!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1PQqtD_k0c/STR6mLm8XkI/AAAAAAAAACo/kJsE6Y__4zw/s72-c/NNNNNN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-2068808041606106940</id><published>2007-07-29T08:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:38:36.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>So the funniest thing happened this week, I had an old friend from High School write to tell me that our 10 year High School reunion was cancelled or moved up or whatever and wanted to know if I had heard anything. Make a long story short, I hadn't. We communicate via myspace, it was so weird to see how many of my old friends still keep in contact with each other when I haven't seen or spoken to them in a long time. See the thing is that in High School I was popular not that, that really means much but I knew pretty much everyone and I was the first one to say, you all better keep in touch and come to all the reunions, so it is weird to me to see that most of my old friends have kept in touch. Anyways so I have added the friends that I found on myspace as my friends and it is kinda cool to see how different they look. We are all about the same age you know but it is so neat to see them now, we are all adults some married, some divorced, some single most dating and some still partying. As for me I have been married, had a wonderful son, got divorced and am currently engaged :)&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that one of those friends are friends with someone that I work with, so I went up to that colleague and said "hey do you know so and so" she says "yes I do, we hang out all the time" How funny I think because this colleague is like 10 years younger then this old High School friend, what could they possibly have in common? Any ways my colleague tells me, "I don't mean to be a bitch because I love so and so but you look so much younger then her!" I was like "seriously" she tells me “yeah you look at least six years younger!” I was thrilled to hear that. Then we talked a little more and she knows a few of my old friends and once again she tells me that I look younger then most of them. I think it is pretty neat, needless to say it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was going through some pictures and how do I put this. Hmmm well some of the pictures made me a little sad, I was upset because most of my old friends have kept in contact with each other like I said but I wonder how the hell I was left out of the loop. I just don’t get it. Most of us were pretty tight and it seems like they still are? So does that mean that they were never really my friends? I guess it really doesn’t matter, I have an great friends now and I have a great family so it shouldn’t really matter to me but it kind of bugs me. I guess I just need to vent, I don’t get it. Oh well life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-2068808041606106940?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2068808041606106940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/2068808041606106940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2007/07/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770048475022099922.post-5573747422455036345</id><published>2007-07-13T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:38:03.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week!</title><content type='html'>Being that I am not someone who writes often I am not sure how to begin this blog. I have been told by friends that I can pretty much talk about anything, so I guess that I will start by telling you my name. My name is Daysi I am 28 years old I have a beautiful son, Jesse and a great fiancé Jason. I have a pretty good life I have a crazy family they are great! I have a full time job I am healthy "for the most part" and I have a couple really good friends. Pretty good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that when you write things that are in your head it helps clear your mind, so I really hope that it’s true. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have given you a small glimpse of myself, I guess I can officially start my first blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting at work and I have had a very long week so much has happened, I almost feel a little overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start with last Sunday the 7th of July. My son had been gone on vacation with my mom for 10 days and I missed him so much! I should make it pretty clear that my son and I have a special bond, we mean so much to each other and can’t be separated for too long. (Long story, maybe I will write about that some day.) He came back and we were so excited to see each other. We couldn’t stop talking about everything! By the way my son is only five, almost six. We went to the movies and saw Ratatouille, the newest Disney flick, he loved it and it was pretty neat spending time with him. Most of that day was spent enjoying each others company! It is funny you know, most women I hear say they need a break from their kids, not me I can’t wait for the moment I get off work to spend time with him, to see his cute face and hear all the funny things he has to say.&lt;br /&gt;Monday my fiancé and I took the day off to spend it with Jesse, we woke up had breakfast together, spent most of the day chillin :) we took him to the rec center by our house so that he could go swimming it was tons of fun! BUT just a bit after that is when the drama began. I get a call a little after 1:30 from one of my friends, Kim. She tells me that she was suspended from work because she was supposedly hanging up on people. See the reason I took that so hard was because this friend is like a little sister to me, she is only 19 years old and has been through so much. She lost her fiancé, job and Family all in a two week span. Her fiancé was this big ole jerk and well I am not going to get into that, I think she is too young to have a fiancé anyways. Then her family moved out of state to Kansas City, KA and she was left on her own at 19, then she looses her job, well she was suspended from work that early in the week but ended up loosing it after all. So you know I feel bad and stressed for her she is taking everything pretty bad and who can blame her. So then Tuesday I go to work and as soon as I came in, my boss asked me to go in her office to talk to her….great what did I do now, is what I was thinking, right. So then she is just telling me that she wishes it could have been different with Kim and that she feels bad. I was glad to hear that she cared, but that day at work SUCKED, everyone kept asking me what happened to her and stuff and I just felt like it was no ones business, so I only told those I trusted. Well Wednesday rolled around and that was another crazy day busy busy busy but nothing specific to elaborate on.&lt;br /&gt;Ok Thursday my friend was officially fired, and one of my sisters friends from work committed suicide and she cried about it for a second but I felt really bad for her, that is also a long story and might talk about that some other time, basically her best friend in high school committed suicide and she has never been the same and every time someone she knows commits suicide she takes it pretty hard. Then after work being that my sis had a bad day and all she feels the need to be disrespectful, aggressive and rude. You should know that she lives with me, and came home pushing my son around and my son came crying to me telling me what had happened, and she says to him “stop being a little fucking liar asshole!” To my son in my house to his face! Oh I lost it…hell no you don’t talk to my child that way I don’t care what kind of day you have had, he is not someone you can unload your problems on. So we got into it bad, I am telling her to have respect and to grow up and she being the spoiled little shit that she is just pushing buttons to get a reaction out of you. Gosh she just rubs me the wrong way, I give her everything in my power she is my sister you know not my daughter I have no reason to put up with her shit and yet I do. And I understand that she had a hard day, but don’t come and start talking your shit and treating my son in a demeaning way for your pleasure! Uh! Her nerve, look I love my sister, but we are so different and are constantly getting into petty fights and it is always because of her attitude. So I spoke to my son and explained that his aunty has no manners and respects no one and not to give it to much attention, I apologized on her behalf. I went to bed so mad at her because of the way she treated my son and disrespected me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so Today Friday, I get to vent! Ok so I have a great weekend planed and I am so excited about it, but gees what a week and it’s not over, but I will keep positive or try to at least. I am still not talking to my sis and my friend still doesn’t have a job, but my son, fiancé and I are good and I am so thankful for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770048475022099922-5573747422455036345?l=deardaysi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/5573747422455036345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770048475022099922/posts/default/5573747422455036345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deardaysi.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-week.html' title='This week!'/><author><name>Daysi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06004301762560743595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-uEmC20lWI/TudgbNeW5nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wvXqnchN_5M/s220/me.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
