<?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-21212932</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:13:49.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie's Randomness</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.3fatchicks.net/index11.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.3fatchicks.net/img/bar007/slider0/lb/0/30/13/.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-2345075881886222573</id><published>2007-05-01T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:12:53.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye</title><content type='html'>Soon I am going to be deleting this Blog.  If you are interested in knowing what the address for my new blog is leave me a comment and I will give it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-2345075881886222573?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/2345075881886222573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=2345075881886222573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/2345075881886222573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/2345075881886222573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/05/bye.html' title='Bye'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-7268404013664244741</id><published>2007-03-16T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:36:33.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtrack</title><content type='html'>I've backtracked a little.  I guess 15 pounds in a week and a half was a little much.  I'm down to 13 pounds, still pretty good I guess....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-7268404013664244741?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7268404013664244741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=7268404013664244741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/7268404013664244741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/7268404013664244741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/backtrack.html' title='Backtrack'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-5742260068277334924</id><published>2007-03-10T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T20:45:44.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracker</title><content type='html'>Just so everyone knows I want to loose more than 30 pounds but I feel it is better to set short term goals to keep me going. What should my reward be for loosing 30? I'm thinking some new clothes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-5742260068277334924?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5742260068277334924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=5742260068277334924' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5742260068277334924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5742260068277334924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/tracker.html' title='Tracker'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-7205262691600154173</id><published>2007-03-09T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:47:32.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone for your words of praise and encouragement. I am doing weight watchers and hope to loose a lot more! Just so everyone know and can help me stay on track my three (I know there are more than 3 but these are the big ones) reasons are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My doctor says I have swelling of my optic nerve and that it is something common in women around my age that are over weight (other than that there is nothing wrong with me).&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to look hot for my caribean cruise  =)&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to have a baby.  In my head I think it is totally crazy to be loosing weight just to gain weight but I know it is better for my body and for my future baby for me to shed some pounds first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am telling all my readers (all 4 for you) this because if you see me start to stray from my diet I want you to say either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. You might go blind&lt;br /&gt;b. You don't want to look like a beached whale&lt;br /&gt;c. You better get back on track or you might not be able to get pregnant (I tried to think of something funny there but it just isn't happening)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-7205262691600154173?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7205262691600154173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=7205262691600154173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/7205262691600154173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/7205262691600154173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-1329510739064908829</id><published>2007-03-07T18:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:36:56.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor today and i've lost 12 pounds in one and a half weeks!  I'm excited, it was just the jump start I needed to get my butt in shape!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-1329510739064908829?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/1329510739064908829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=1329510739064908829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1329510739064908829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1329510739064908829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-603516009504511219</id><published>2007-02-01T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:45:44.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise</title><content type='html'>For those of you that I have talked to over the past week you already know, for those of you that I haven't talked to here is what I am currently obsessed with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CRUISE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As graduation present from my dad and step mom they are going to take Michael and I on a cruise. We will be sailing on a 7 night cruise from Miami to Haiti, Jamaica, Grand Cayman and Cozumel. I have never been on a cruise or even been out of the country so I am VERY VERY VERY excited. We are sailing on Royal Caribbean's newest ship Freedom of the Seas. The only thing that stinks about this is we have to wait until September to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently researching all of the ports trying to figure out what I want to do and where I want to visit. If any of you have ANY experiences with cruising or visiting the Caribbean PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me know if you have any tips or suggestions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-603516009504511219?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/603516009504511219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=603516009504511219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/603516009504511219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/603516009504511219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/02/cruise.html' title='Cruise'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-4922306193760627466</id><published>2007-02-01T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:58:46.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been MIA on my blog, life is crazy and I spend too much time reading other blogs than updating mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out V-Day's new blog to stay up to date on our events, I want to see all 2 of my loyal readers at the show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vdayhsv.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-4922306193760627466?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4922306193760627466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=4922306193760627466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4922306193760627466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4922306193760627466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2007/02/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-1428101689871879541</id><published>2006-12-20T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T16:33:53.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T- 26 Hours</title><content type='html'>Starting tomorrow at 6:30 the Christmas festivities begin! Here is our schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday @ 6:30 pm:  Heritage Club dinner with the Lee's (my step-mom's step family,   confusing... I know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday @ 9:00 am:  Leave for Houston, AL (where Michael's parents live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday @ 5:00 pm:  Michael's aunts, uncles and cousins come over to his parents house for Christmas dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we stay the night at his parents house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday @ 5:00 pm: Drive to Decatur (from Houston) to go to Michael's grandfathers house for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday @ 8:00 pm(ish): Drive back to Michael's parents house in Houston &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday @ 10:00 pm(ish): Open Christmas presents with Michael's parents, sister and her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we stay the night at his parents again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday @ noon(ish): Drive home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday @ 5:00pm: Go to my mothers house for Christmas Eve Dinner (and open presents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday @ 8:00 pm(ish): Go home and eat ice cream in bed (our Christmas tradition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday @ whenever we wake up:  Open our presents to eachother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday @ 12:00 go to my dad's for Christmas dinner/open presents with my dad, step-mom, step-sis's, Mackenzie, Baby Russell, and all of my step-mom's family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday @ 2:00 go back to my mom's for Christmas dinner with her and Rick's family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I'm tired just thinking about everything we have to do**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-1428101689871879541?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/1428101689871879541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=1428101689871879541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1428101689871879541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1428101689871879541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/12/t-26-hours.html' title='T- 26 Hours'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-8253703669530203150</id><published>2006-12-14T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:20:14.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>I am done with school! Last night I took my last final and I am FINISHED!!!! I just have to wait on the official word from the school that I have all the credits I need. I will be walking in the graduation ceremony on May 11! I am soooo soooo SOOOOO glad to be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-8253703669530203150?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8253703669530203150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=8253703669530203150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/8253703669530203150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/8253703669530203150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/12/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-741779781563954530</id><published>2006-12-04T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:18.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the cake I made in the final cake class for level 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BYk_mQW0XuQ/RXTcLtgRTzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Frw1E-a9v0g/s1600-h/100_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BYk_mQW0XuQ/RXTcLtgRTzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Frw1E-a9v0g/s320/100_1149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004867179667083058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYk_mQW0XuQ/RXTb-9gRTyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QNcgCL7ZNQs/s1600-h/100_1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYk_mQW0XuQ/RXTb-9gRTyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QNcgCL7ZNQs/s320/100_1147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004866960623750946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-741779781563954530?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/741779781563954530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=741779781563954530' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/741779781563954530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/741779781563954530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-cake-i-made-in-final-cake-class.html' title='This is the cake I made in the final cake class for level 2'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BYk_mQW0XuQ/RXTcLtgRTzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Frw1E-a9v0g/s72-c/100_1149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-4012625953522996042</id><published>2006-11-26T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:51:21.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Mermaid</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures of the cake I made for Mackenzie &amp; Shelby's birthday party.  What do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/720701/100_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/460453/100_1144.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/828837/100_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/756909/100_1143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/878795/100_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/143682/100_1142.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-4012625953522996042?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4012625953522996042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=4012625953522996042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4012625953522996042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4012625953522996042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-mermaid.html' title='Little Mermaid'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-4979694935360775176</id><published>2006-11-25T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:12:55.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlanta</title><content type='html'>The last weekend in October Michael and I went to Atlanta. While there we visited the Zoo and the Aquarium. Here are some pictures for your viewing enjoyment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/412232/100_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/672477/100_1116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/273148/100_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/376142/100_1115.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/208915/100_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/580325/100_1113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/917394/100_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/958119/100_1102.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/397786/100_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/326019/100_1091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/65487/100_1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/27864/100_1088.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/606475/100_1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/460451/100_1074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/775792/100_1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/167583/100_1072.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/904853/100_1069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/263730/100_1069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/467819/100_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/77864/100_1061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/677579/100_1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/109921/100_1055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/511518/100_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/268392/100_1053.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/93054/100_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/570724/100_1045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-4979694935360775176?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4979694935360775176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=4979694935360775176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4979694935360775176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4979694935360775176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/atlanta.html' title='Atlanta'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-3126125289696532748</id><published>2006-11-25T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T14:19:20.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes</title><content type='html'>Everyone has been asking to see the cakes I have been making in cake class, so here they are. The last one is a cake that I made for my soon to be born nephew's baby shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/372130/298024-R1-10-8A_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/14879/298024-R1-10-8A_011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/953595/298024-R1-06-4A_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/980295/298024-R1-06-4A_007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/322491/298024-R1-03-1A_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/33764/298024-R1-03-1A_004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/499242/298024-R1-05-3A_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/92018/298024-R1-05-3A_006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/381527/100_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3844/2589/320/953254/100_1118.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-3126125289696532748?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3126125289696532748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=3126125289696532748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/3126125289696532748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/3126125289696532748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/cakes.html' title='Cakes'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-9045861817049195810</id><published>2006-11-18T09:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:03:29.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The High Priestess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-9045861817049195810?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/9045861817049195810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=9045861817049195810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/9045861817049195810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/9045861817049195810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-4574342706743219589</id><published>2006-11-15T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:02:34.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - RIP Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/100_0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/100_0829.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-4574342706743219589?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4574342706743219589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=4574342706743219589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4574342706743219589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/4574342706743219589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/wordless-wednesday-rip-buddy.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - RIP Buddy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-386973299513382090</id><published>2006-11-08T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:41:21.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/1111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-386973299513382090?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/386973299513382090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=386973299513382090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/386973299513382090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/386973299513382090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-5131867593731485778</id><published>2006-10-31T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:32:55.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Alabama...</title><content type='html'>does a mother walk up to your door with her 12-year-old son dressed as a prostitute on Halloween and say she is out looking for tricks with her hooker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Lexi is greeting all the trick or treaters at the door and they all LOVE her ladybug costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-5131867593731485778?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5131867593731485778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=5131867593731485778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5131867593731485778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5131867593731485778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/10/only-in-alabama.html' title='Only in Alabama...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-8561212329648257384</id><published>2006-10-05T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:07:57.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby ZuLooLoo</title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream last night. Very VERY weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting: Hospital Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Characters: Me, Amber, and Amber's mother Regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene: Amber was giving birth and Matthew couldn't be there so Amber's mom and I were in the delivery room with her. After a few hours of painful labor Amber FINALLY delivered a small baby boy. Here is the dialogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: He is beautiful, I am going to name him ZuLooLoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina: You are NOT going to name him ZuLooLoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Yes I am, he looks just like a ZuLooLoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina: Well.... I am going to call him Bobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: No, you are NOT going to call him Bobby. If you call him Bobby he will never come visit you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I sit there holding the baby and listening to this conversation I am just puzzled. Finally I speak up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know why you are fussing over whether or not to name him ZuLooLoo if I were you I would be wondering how in the world Amber and Matthew made such a black baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There, in my arms lay baby ZuLooLoo, black as night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber and Regina look at me and act as if they hadn't even noticed he was black. Then Regina faints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I dreamt this because of what happened Sunday night on Desperate Housewives, who knows. As far as I know Amber is not pregnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-8561212329648257384?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8561212329648257384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=8561212329648257384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/8561212329648257384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/8561212329648257384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/10/baby-zulooloo.html' title='Baby ZuLooLoo'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-1318253791783027679</id><published>2006-09-30T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:38:25.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LexiBug</title><content type='html'>Lexi is going to be a Ladybug for halloween.  She absolute hates her costume, she will get used to it.  I tried to take some pictures this afternoon but the subject wouldn't corperate and then the battery died on the camera.  Her is was I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/100_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/100_1036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/100_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/100_1033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one was taken with my camera phone and yes, she was standing on the kitchen table and yes, there was a TON of crap on it! I will try and get more pictures later.  Be ready, she might come trick or treating at your house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-1318253791783027679?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/1318253791783027679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=1318253791783027679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1318253791783027679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/1318253791783027679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/09/lexibug.html' title='LexiBug'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-5977606218169299217</id><published>2006-09-10T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:15:00.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/IMG_0364.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/IMG_0364.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/1600/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3844/2589/320/IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Mackenzie had her first soccer game. The whole family went to the game to watch. It is hilarious watching 6 kids (5-6 years old) chase a ball around the field. Unfortunately, her team lost (BAD) but they all had fun. She is VERY competitive and didn't like it at all when the other team kept scoring! My dad's company sponsored the team (that's why there is a large Sherwin Williams logo on the jersey). I find it a little coincidental that the "kids" picked a team name of the wildcats, that being my dad's college team mascot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-5977606218169299217?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5977606218169299217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=5977606218169299217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5977606218169299217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/5977606218169299217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-2465534128402240091</id><published>2006-09-10T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:06:25.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;School is kicking my butt right now!  I have never attempted to take all of my classes online in the past but this semester the only way I could get everything I need in order to graduate in December I had to.  I spend HOURS each day doing work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; already tired.  The only thing that is keeping me going is THIS IS MY LAST SEMESTER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-2465534128402240091?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/2465534128402240091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=2465534128402240091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/2465534128402240091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/2465534128402240091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115706936277526030</id><published>2006-08-31T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:09:22.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm worth $181</title><content type='html'>Okay so here's the deal. you look it over and see how many of these things you have done, BUT you have to add up the money amount along the way, then post the amount that you are as the title of the bulletin such as "$15" or "I'm worth $78" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked pot-- $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got drunk, passed and don't remember the night before-- $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Went skinny dipping-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex in a pool-- $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the same sex-- $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on your g/f or b/f -- $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on your g/f or b/f with their relative or close friend--$20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done oral-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got oral-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done / got oral in a car while it was moving --$25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; prank called the cops-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stole something-- $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars--$20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone 10 years older-- $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27--$25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried during sex--$20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love-- $25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love with two people or more at the same time --$50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said you love someone but didn't mean it-- $25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking in broad daylight --$15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent time in jail --$15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peed in the pool-- $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played spin the bottle-- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret-- $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a crush on your best friend--$5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with your best friend --$20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Had a crush on someone at work --$5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone you work with at work --$25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied to your mate --$5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied to your mate about the sex being good --$25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT FORGET TO REPOST WITH YOUR DOLLAR AMOUNT!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115706936277526030?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115706936277526030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115706936277526030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115706936277526030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115706936277526030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-worth-181.html' title='I&apos;m worth $181'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115681436703142323</id><published>2006-08-28T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:19:27.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt; While in Florida Michael and I took Mackenzie to putt-putt. This was her first experience with the game and she did pretty good. It was still VERY hot outside and there were TONS of people playing so the good part about having an inexperienced putt-putter with you is they don't release when you skip a hole or two or three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115681436703142323?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115681436703142323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115681436703142323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115681436703142323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115681436703142323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/mac.html' title='Mac'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115654815830608727</id><published>2006-08-25T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:25:44.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunburn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/08-25-06_1730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/08-25-06_1730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach is beautiful and we all have sunburns. In the morning Michael and I are going to get up early and go snorkeling, I'm excited since this will be my first experience with snorkeling! So far we have laid around at the beach, flew kites with Mackenzie, done some shopping, ate at great restaurants and went on a tour of some condos. They were trying to get us to buy a timeshare. It sounds like a great plan we just don't have the $8000 right now. If we purchase one we could go on AT LEAST 2 weeks of vacations a year to WONDERFUL places all over the world for the rest of our life. We would also be able to leave it to our kids! For doing the tour we got a $50 gift card to a nice restaurant down here and a 2 night stay at one of the resorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, time for dinner... more details later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115654815830608727?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115654815830608727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115654815830608727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115654815830608727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115654815830608727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunburn.html' title='Sunburn'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115627956807088591</id><published>2006-08-22T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:46:08.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach</title><content type='html'>We are going to the beach in the morning!  I hope to return well rested and with a better tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115627956807088591?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115627956807088591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115627956807088591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115627956807088591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115627956807088591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/beach.html' title='Beach'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115618600516617114</id><published>2006-08-21T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:46:45.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: May 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so intuitive, it's like you have a sixth, seventh, and eighth sense.&lt;br /&gt;You connect with others freely and easily - and you tend to have many best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Warm and caring, it's hard for you to close your heart to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Affection is like air for you - you need to give and receive it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your universal compassion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your unpredictable mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Mauve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115618600516617114?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115618600516617114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115618600516617114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115618600516617114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115618600516617114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115609096416605546</id><published>2006-08-20T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:22:44.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed</title><content type='html'>I already failed. I didn't blog yesterday.  I am redefining my goals.  I will blog every weekday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115609096416605546?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115609096416605546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115609096416605546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115609096416605546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115609096416605546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/failed.html' title='Failed'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115594557133844713</id><published>2006-08-18T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:59:31.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Boobies</title><content type='html'>I read this on CNN today and thought my readers might be interested.  Real boobied women unite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Breast implants linked to suicide, but not cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK (Reuters Health) -- A large Canadian study adds to evidence that women with breast implants do not face a higher risk of cancer or other major diseases, but they may have a higher-than-average rate of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Among the more than 40,000 women in the study, those who'd received cosmetic breast implants had lower-than-average risks of dying from breast cancer, heart disease and a host of other major diseases.&lt;br /&gt;The findings, published in the American Journal of Epidemiology, are in line with those of several past studies. Despite concerns that implants might be a risk factor for cancer or other major illnesses, researchers have generally found lower risks among breast implant recipients.&lt;br /&gt;"To some extent, what you're seeing is a screening effect," said Dr. Howard Morrison of the Public Health Agency of Canada in Ottawa.&lt;br /&gt;That is, women who undergo elective invasive surgery are necessarily in good health, and may have lower-than-average risks of various diseases.&lt;br /&gt;Together with past studies, the new findings should be generally reassuring to women with implants, according to Morrison, whose colleague at the health agency, Dr. Paul J. Villeneuve, led the study.&lt;br /&gt;But the research also confirmed another finding that several studies have now uncovered: Women with breast implants commit suicide at a higher-than-average rate.&lt;br /&gt;"These findings agree fundamentally with those of past reports," Morrison said. "The one thing that lights up is this increased suicide risk."&lt;br /&gt;Though this study could not dig for the reasons, Morrison noted that other studies have found poorer self-esteem and elevated rates of depression and other psychiatric disorders among women who opt for breast augmentation.&lt;br /&gt;The current findings are based on data from 24,558 women who received breast implants between 1974 and 1989, and 15,893 women who had other types of plastic surgery during the same time period. The researchers tracked deaths through 1997.&lt;br /&gt;Compared with rates for the general population, women in both surgery groups were about one-quarter less likely to die of cancer, and their risks of death from other major diseases were similarly lower.&lt;br /&gt;Women with implants were, however, 73 percent more likely than those in the general population to commit suicide, while women who had other forms of plastic surgery also had an elevated suicide rate.&lt;br /&gt;The risk was not dramatic, Morrison noted, as few women in the study committed suicide -- including 58 of the more than 24,000 breast implant patients.&lt;br /&gt;Still, he said it "seems reasonable" to suggest plastic surgeons refer implant seekers for mental health consultation when they suspect the patients are at high risk of a psychiatric disorder or suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2006 &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/interactive_legal.html#Reuters"&gt;Reuters&lt;/a&gt;. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115594557133844713?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115594557133844713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115594557133844713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115594557133844713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115594557133844713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/killer-boobies.html' title='Killer Boobies'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115587104655716194</id><published>2006-08-17T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:17:26.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a bigger closet.... or less clothes...</title><content type='html'>I have a problem, I like clothes.  Another problem I have is not hanging them up.  I do laundry then then it piles on the dresser or in the baskets.  Michael and I just got done hanging ALL of my clothes up.  He now has to move all of his to the guest bedroom.  We have a HUGE closet and my stuff alone is just about filling it up.  Oopps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115587104655716194?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115587104655716194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115587104655716194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115587104655716194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115587104655716194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-need-bigger-closet-or-less-clothes.html' title='I need a bigger closet.... or less clothes...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115578052712438510</id><published>2006-08-16T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:08:47.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/DSCF0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/DSCF0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet kitty Buddy (the one on the right) will be ending his battle with a rare kitty disease tomorrow at 3:00. He is not even 2 years old yet and has been very sick for the last couple months. We are all going to miss him soooo much. This is very hard for me since I have never had to deal with putting an animal to sleep. The only thing that makes me feel better is knowing he will not be in pain any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Bud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115578052712438510?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115578052712438510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115578052712438510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115578052712438510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115578052712438510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/poor-buddy.html' title='Poor Buddy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115578028347843495</id><published>2006-08-16T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:04:43.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>I am not too good at this blogging thing... I read like 30 different blogs each day but hardly every update mine. That is going to change. I am setting a goal of blogging everyday for the next month (except for when I am in Florida next Wednesday through Sunday, I won't have much internet access). I don't know if my posts will be interesting but I am going to try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115578028347843495?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115578028347843495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115578028347843495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115578028347843495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115578028347843495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115439850674588321</id><published>2006-07-31T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:15:06.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Noah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/DSCN0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/DSCN0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Kyle just sent me some pictures of Noah and I had to share! Isn't he the cutest little man in the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115439850674588321?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115439850674588321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115439850674588321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115439850674588321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115439850674588321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/07/baby-noah.html' title='Baby Noah'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115396328733527753</id><published>2006-07-26T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:21:27.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby # 16589438958393782748923</title><content type='html'>Baby Noah came into our world today!  Mother (Becky) and baby are both doing wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to say he is one of the cutest babies I have ever seen and MAN does that baby have some lungs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115396328733527753?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115396328733527753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115396328733527753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115396328733527753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115396328733527753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/07/baby-16589438958393782748923.html' title='Baby # 16589438958393782748923'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115387772647475335</id><published>2006-07-25T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T20:35:26.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Day 2006</title><content type='html'>We are now working on V-Day Huntsville 2006!  If you are interested in helping or directing the show please email the organizers at &lt;a href="mailto:Vdayhsv@yahoo.com"&gt;Vdayhsv@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need all the help and support we can get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115387772647475335?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115387772647475335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115387772647475335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115387772647475335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115387772647475335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/07/v-day-2006.html' title='V-Day 2006'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115361043597357478</id><published>2006-07-22T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:20:36.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four Things about me Things you may not have known about me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs I have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. SnoBiz Ice Queen&lt;br /&gt;2. Photographer&lt;br /&gt;3. Optical Tech&lt;br /&gt;4. Insurance sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies you would watch over and over&lt;br /&gt;1. Dirty Dancing&lt;br /&gt;2. Grease&lt;br /&gt;3. Lady and the Tramp&lt;br /&gt;4. Shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Junction City, KS&lt;br /&gt;2. Wichita, KS&lt;br /&gt;3. McKinney, TX&lt;br /&gt;4. Huntsville, AL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Windfall&lt;br /&gt;2. Last Comic Standing&lt;br /&gt;3. Treasure Hunters&lt;br /&gt;4. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1 . Destin, FL&lt;br /&gt;2. Gatinburg, TN&lt;br /&gt;3. Denver, CO&lt;br /&gt;4. Orlando, FL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE FOODS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Burritos&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken anything&lt;br /&gt;3. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;4. anything Michael makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. on the beach&lt;br /&gt;2. on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;3. in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;4. at the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four friends I think will respond:&lt;br /&gt;1. Laura&lt;br /&gt;2. Heather&lt;br /&gt;3. ??&lt;br /&gt;4. ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's what you're supposed to do... and please do not spoil the fun. Hit forward, delete my answers and type in your answers. Then send this to a whole bunch of people you know INCLUDING the person who sent it to you. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little known facts about those who know you. Remember to send it back to the person who sent it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115361043597357478?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115361043597357478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115361043597357478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115361043597357478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115361043597357478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/07/four-things-about-me-things-you-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115334282943706784</id><published>2006-07-19T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:00:29.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>Participate with me on this. I only sent this to folks whose answers are bound to be clever! This is what you are supposed to do, and try not to be LAME and spoil the fun! Just give in and do it. Copy, not forward, this entire e-mail and paste it into new email. Change all the answers so that they apply to you then send this to a whole bunch of people you know including the person who sent it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Put your name in the Subject. The theory is that you will learn a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;lot of little known facts about your Friends. It is fun and easy 51 questions to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FIRST NAME? Jamie&lt;br /&gt;2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Yeah, some kid my mom knew growing up that she didn't like... she really liked the name though!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? Last week when I was watching something about Katrina victims&lt;br /&gt;4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;5.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? turkey&lt;br /&gt;6. KIDS? not yet but hopefully soon!&lt;br /&gt;7. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Of course&lt;br /&gt;8.A JOURNAL? Nope, don't keep one&lt;br /&gt;9. Use sarcasm a LOT?  Depends on the day&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?  Nope, had them removed Sept 14 of last year (along with a deviated septum repaired, windows put in my sinuses and the tubes in my nose reduced)... then a week later i had emergency surgery to repair a blood clot!  &lt;br /&gt;11. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Nope, I'll pass&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? i'm not a cereal eater&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Nope&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Yes&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? At the moment is the Mayfield's new Blueberry cream pie &lt;br /&gt;16. SHOE SIZE? 11 or 12&lt;br /&gt;17. RED OR PINK? pink&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? my fat&lt;br /&gt;20. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? sure&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?  lime green crop pants (got the for $6 last week!) and black flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;22. LAST THING YOU ATE? wendy's frosty&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?  my co-workers &lt;br /&gt;24. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?  hot pink&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE SMELL? a french vanilla candle i bought a wal-mart&lt;br /&gt;26. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? my technical support at work... stupid new computer system...&lt;br /&gt;27. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO?  smile&lt;br /&gt;28. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? yep yep&lt;br /&gt;29. FAVORITE DRINK? diet grapico&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE Sport?  hockey&lt;br /&gt;31. EYE COLOR? brown&lt;br /&gt;32. HAT SIZE? I have no clue&lt;br /&gt;33. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?  nope  &lt;br /&gt;34. FAVORITE FOOD? mexican&lt;br /&gt;35. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING? happy ending&lt;br /&gt;36. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED AT THE MOVIES?  Over the Hedge&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?  black&lt;br /&gt;38. SUMMER OR WINTER?  Its 104 outside right now, I'm going to opt for WINTER!  (i agree with Jessica!!!)&lt;br /&gt;39. HUGS OR KISSES? both&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVORITE DESSERT? key lime pie&lt;br /&gt;41. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Laura&lt;br /&gt;42. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Amber&lt;br /&gt;43. LAST BOOK YOU READ? 101 Ways to Market Yourself (assignment for class)&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Why Buy State Farm?  Our Value&lt;br /&gt;45. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?   Last week's Windfall that we had recorded on TiVo&lt;br /&gt;46. FAVORITE SOUNDS? my hubby's voice&lt;br /&gt;47. ROLLING STONE OR BEATLES? neither&lt;br /&gt;48. THE FURTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROM HOME? Colorado&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT'S YOUR SPECIAL TALENT?  Anything crafty&lt;br /&gt;50. WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU BORN? May 2, 1983 Manhattan, Kansas&lt;br /&gt;51. Who sent this to you? Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115334282943706784?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115334282943706784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115334282943706784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115334282943706784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115334282943706784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/07/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115154316497533281</id><published>2006-06-28T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:06:04.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Got Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have ya'll been watching that show? I just turned it on for the first time and CAN'T image what would posses a man to go on national tv playing a nose flute. Do these people actually think they have talent?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115154316497533281?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115154316497533281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115154316497533281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115154316497533281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115154316497533281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/06/americas-got-talent.html' title='America&apos;s Got Talent'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115154296119463121</id><published>2006-06-28T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:02:41.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lottery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think we should have a monthly potluck and all play the lottery just like they did on Windfall (my new favorite show). As long as we don't invite a murderer and don't sleep with each others spouses and stuff I think we should all be good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115154296119463121?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115154296119463121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115154296119463121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115154296119463121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115154296119463121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/06/lottery.html' title='Lottery'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-115068498197125403</id><published>2006-06-18T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:43:01.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if you are putting enough into a friendship? Do you ever feel like you are putting so much into a friendship but the other person isn't? How do you break up with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little I thought the friends I had would be my friends for life.... boy was I wrong. When you getting older, get married, start a family and all that stuff the people you thought were your friends turn out not to be. My interests have changed. I don't have time to deal with "drama" or "self-centeredness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought my best friend would be a boy, when I was little boys were gross. I am so glad Michael is now my best friend. The only drama we have is whose turn it is to wash the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-115068498197125403?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/115068498197125403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=115068498197125403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115068498197125403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/115068498197125403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114929292534697227</id><published>2006-06-02T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:02:05.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have been very busy this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi had her surgery on Tuesday, she came home Wednesday afternoon. Her leg is shaved and her hip area is 3 times its normal size. She is on heavy duty pain meds (I had to go to a regular pharmacy to get them) and is sleeping all the time. During the day while i've been at work she has been staying at my mom's house so she can get her meds every 4-6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are STILL waiting on a roofer to come out and look at the house to give us an estimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend i'm not doing much of anything!!! Tomorrow night my mom and I are going to Heather's bridal shower at Olive Garden. I am looking forward to seeing all the girls and their mom's and eat some good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we are going to get the rest of the tree hauled to the street, pain an entertainment center and work in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are informed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114929292534697227?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114929292534697227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114929292534697227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114929292534697227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114929292534697227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114826072103015425</id><published>2006-05-21T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:18:41.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lexi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She went back to the vet this week for another set of x-rays. The original diagnoses was correct and it has progressed more in the past week. She now has a crack in the femoral head. Our next step is to find a vet that does bone surgery (ours doesn't and there aren't many that do). I've called a few and the average price for the surgery is between $700-$900. Our vet says she needs the surgery as soon as possible because her bone is getting worse. I plan on calling some vets tomorrow and decided on who we want to use. After the surgery she will have to stay confined for at least six weeks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The insurance adjustor was out on Friday and looked at the roof. He just called me to let me know that the entire roof is going to need to be replaced. Our roof is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the same age as the house (about 13 years). All we are going to have to pay is our $1,000 deductible. Tomorrow I have to call and get some roofers to come out and give us some estimates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Our Bank Account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyone have $1,700-1,900 they want to give us????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114826072103015425?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114826072103015425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114826072103015425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114826072103015425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114826072103015425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114789084568978234</id><published>2006-05-16T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T13:34:05.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Papers</title><content type='html'>For all those interested I made A's on all the papers I was complaining about having to write!  I finished the semester with A's in three classes and a B in the other.  Only six classes to go!  I just talked to my adviser and everything should be set for me to graduate in December!  There are a few classes that I might have to take at weird times but they "should" all be offered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114789084568978234?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114789084568978234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114789084568978234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114789084568978234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114789084568978234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/papers.html' title='Papers'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114747021148275634</id><published>2006-05-12T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:43:31.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Puppy</title><content type='html'>Lexi has been limping around for about 6 weeks now.  I took her to the vet 3 weeks ago and they put her on an anti-inflammatory.  She is still limping.  Michael took her back to the vet today and they did x-rays.  Our wiggling little girl didn't hold still too good. From what the vet could tell from the x-rays she has Legg-Calve-Perthes Disease.  The vet said it is very rare (she had to look it up) and that she wants us to bring Lexi back a day she hasn't had any food so that they can put her to sleep and do some more xrays. The new x-rays will have to be sent to a bone specialist in Auburn to diagnose the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legg-Calve-Perthes Disease (LCP) is a disorder of hip joint conformation occurring in both humans and dogs. In dogs, it is most often seen in the miniature and toy breeds between the ages of 4 months to a year.LCP results when the blood supply to the femoral head is interrupted resulting in avascular necrosis, or the death of the bone cells. Followed by a period of revascularization, the femoral head is subject to remodeling and/or collapse creating an irregular fit in the acetabulum, or socket. This process of bone cells dying and fracturing followed by new bone growth and remodeling of the femoral head and neck, can lead to stiffness and pain.LCP is believed to be an inherited disease, although the mode of inheritance is not known. Because there is a genetic component, it is recommended that dogs affected with LCP not be used in breeding programs.   (http://www.offa.org/lcpgeninfo.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what is wrong with her the treatment is:  The degree of clinical severity of LCP varies, and treatment can vary accordingly. In mild cases, the dog may occasionally resist bearing weight on the affected leg or may exhibit periodic lameness. In these cases, limited activity and treatment with non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs (NSAIDs) may be sufficient. In more severe cases as the pain and discomfort experienced increase, the dog may become totally lame and avoid all use of the affected leg. Furthermore, the leg muscles may begin to atrophy after extended periods of non-use. In severe cases, treatment often resorts to excision of the femoral head and neck. By removing the femoral head and neck, the bone on bone contact that is the source of the pain and discomfort is eliminated. Later, through the healing process and with therapy, a new false joint is formed by muscle and tissue, and the dog may have a complete recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next week Lexi is on more anti-inflammatory drugs and is on strict crate rest. The vet says she can not run or play at all. Say a little prayer that nothing is seriously wrong with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114747021148275634?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114747021148275634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114747021148275634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114747021148275634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114747021148275634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-poor-puppy.html' title='My Poor Puppy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114729671700166978</id><published>2006-05-10T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:31:57.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree</title><content type='html'>When I got home from work yesterday our Bradford Pear tree had split and fell on our roof.  After hitting the roof it rolled off and landed on top of our trash can and took over the driveway. As far as we can tell the damage is minor (messed up a few shingles). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Michael's dad is going to bring his chainsaw to help us cut the tree up so we can park in the driveway again! We also plan on getting up on the roof to inspect the damages, lets hope it isn't too bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114729671700166978?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114729671700166978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114729671700166978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114729671700166978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114729671700166978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/tree.html' title='Tree'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114720812730137806</id><published>2006-05-09T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:14:56.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WONDERFUL bed</title><content type='html'>I am finally recovering from our long weekend!  Here is a play-by-play for anyone interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:  My birthday, had to work  =(   Michael surprised me by picking up Edo's on his way home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:  Cleaned the house and did a TON of laundry.  (I actually mowed the yard!  If someone would have told me last year this time that I would be mowing my yard I would laugh. Since my surgery my allergy problems have been soooooo much better!) Sold all my old books back at Off Campus and made $200.  Went to Steinmart (did I spell that right?) with Michael's mom and she bought me a birthday shirt! Went to dinner at my mom's for my bday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:  Left the house at 8:00 and dropped Lexi off at my mom's house.  Went to the bank and hit the road.  Made it down to Fairhope at about 3:00.  Stopped by my (now) brother-in-law's mothers house (that's where their wedding was) to see the progress.  Checked into our hotel at 4:30.  Laid on the bed and realized why the hotel was 4 star!  Went to dinner with Michael's parents for my birthday.  We ate a place in Fairhope called the Steamer.  They brought out two huge trays full of HUGE shrimp (still had heads on them) and crab legs.  We had to crack and peel all our own stuff.  It was a new experience for me!  When I went to pull the head off one of the shrimp and fluid in it's head shot across the restaurant in front of Michael's face!  We then went back to the hotel and slept peacefully in the WONDERFUL bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  Woke up at 9:00 and went to eat breakfast poolside.  Then we drove to Foley.  Shopped until about 12:00 (got some GREAT deals) and then went and ate pizza at the Mellow Mushroom.  Then back to the outlets until around 2:30.  We then went back to our room and got ready to go to the rehearsal dinner.  Went to the rehearsal dinner and they all ate a piglet (40 pound piglet with the HEAD STILL ON IT)!  Then went to a cheesy bar and had a drink and some nachos (since I don't eat pork).  Then went back to the hotel and slept peacefully in the WONDERFUL bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:  Woke up at 9:00 and went to eat breakfast poolside.  We then got in our swimsuits and played in the pool.  A friend of the family was also staying at our hotel and I played in the pool with their boys.  The hotel pool had a huge twisty slid and waterfalls.  I got a sunburn.  Went to the room around 1:00, Michael took a nap and I watched TV.  Got ready for the wedding.  At 3:00 (we had to be there at 3:30 but wedding didn't start until 5:30) I went to put my dress on the zipper busted!  I didn't have anything else to wear to the wedding!  We went to the wedding (me in casual clothes!) and Vicki (another family friend) sewed me into my dress!  Lucky for me I had a sweater to wear over the dress so no one could tell it was messed up!  Wedding was beautiful (NO RAIN!!!).  We partied it up and had a good time.  Went back to the hotel room and slept peacefully in the WONDERFUL bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:  Woke up at 9:00 and went to eat breakfast poolside.  Checked out of the hotel and drove back to Foley.  Went to the outlets AGAIN and spent more money!  Drove to Gulf Shores and ate at the Original Oyster House.  Then went to a store called Old Time Pottery and bought some awesome stuff for the house!  We got a HUGE mirror for over the fireplace for $47! Then we drove home.  We got home around 10:30 and went to bed and didn't feel peaceful in our regular bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114720812730137806?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114720812730137806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114720812730137806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114720812730137806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114720812730137806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/wonderful-bed.html' title='WONDERFUL bed'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114674781391331500</id><published>2006-05-04T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:03:48.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>brok@en k@eybo4awrdw</title><content type='html'>4aw csouple night+\s 4awgo lily +\spilledw 4aw4awter on the &lt;a href="mailto:k@eybo4ardw./"&gt;k@eybo4ardw./&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--translation, a couple nights ago lily spilled water on the keyboard. (that took 5 mins to type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news we are leaving for michael's sisters wedding at 8...... more when i get back sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114674781391331500?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114674781391331500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114674781391331500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114674781391331500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114674781391331500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/broken-keybo4awrdw.html' title='brok@en k@eybo4awrdw'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114624550260690500</id><published>2006-04-28T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:31:42.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>For those of you that forgot, or were not aware, my birthday is Tuesday.  I like large somes of money, diamonds and fancy cars.  Thank you in advance  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114624550260690500?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114624550260690500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114624550260690500' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114624550260690500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114624550260690500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114549446480672408</id><published>2006-04-19T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:54:24.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality TV</title><content type='html'>I am a huge HUGE fan of reality tv. If it has something to do with reality tv I probably love it. The one thing that makes no since to me is the celebrity reality shows. I do admit I watched skating with the stars. Celebrity Cooking..... WHO CARES! The stupid thing is it isn't really them cooking.... They are trained by a famous chef to cook their 3 meals and the famous chef gets to help them make the meals. I think that it is a waste of prime time tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114549446480672408?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114549446480672408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114549446480672408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114549446480672408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114549446480672408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/reality-tv.html' title='Reality TV'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114489618375802409</id><published>2006-04-12T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:37:47.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Week</title><content type='html'>This week has been crazy! I'm sure everyone remembers the storms that were in the area Friday night.... Well.... I hate storms. Not just because they are scary but because when we have bad ones I have A LOT of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 5:00 tonight our office alone has taken 137 auto insurance claims and 97 homeowners claims. ALL from hail damage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that has been going on this week has to do with my sister. Yesterday afternoon my mom calls asking me if I know where the Mental Health Center is. I have no clue, I wonder why she is asking.... Well, to make a long story short my sister is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months she has being going through really, really highs and really, really lows. I think it might be drugs again (for those who don't know she was in rehab when she was 18, she is almost 21 now). My mom ends up taking her to the hospital because she doesn't have health insurance. They admit her to the psychiatric unit where she still is. Since she is an adult they can't talk to us so up until tonight all we knew was what she was telling us. She said they put her on something for depression and ADHD. She also told us that the doctor said she could leave tonight but that she feels she should stay until tomorrow. I decided I would be a nice sister and take her dinner tonight. I was not able to see he because visiting hours were not until 7 pm but I did get to talk to her counselor. I told the counselor that our family is really worried about her because of her former drug use and her lies. I asked if my mom called up there if someone could talk to her about Jenna (we know Jenna would not tell all the truth). Luckily Jenna agreed and about an hour ago my mom talked to the counselor. She told her that Jenna tested positive for marijuana and Zanex (I don't know how to spell it). She also told my mom that the doctor has NOT told her she could go home. She also told my mom they think Jenna might be bipolar and that they are probably going to test her for it. My mom has to call in tomorrow and talk to Jenna's doctor and they are probably going to set up an appointment for a family intervention for Jenna, they feel that this is really what she needs. I should learn more tomorrow, please keep her (and my mom... she REALLY, REALLY needs it) in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next sad thing that happened was our sweet LeeLoo died. Michael went in to feed the gliders last night and found her head in her sleeping box. The night before he had noticed she was a little cold but didn't think much of it. He had even check on them a few hours before he found her dead and she was alive. I feel really sorry for her sister because they have been together since birth. We hope that she takes the death of her sister ok. We will for sure be paying special attention to her, I hope it works. Michael laid leeloo to rest right outside the window to the room that she and her sister were kept in so that she is near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all of this I have a 20 page business plan due Sunday, anyone want to do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114489618375802409?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114489618375802409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114489618375802409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114489618375802409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114489618375802409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy Week'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114446041367644440</id><published>2006-04-07T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:40:13.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what I think we need....</title><content type='html'>A female meteorologist in Huntsville .... at least Brad Travis on WAFF isn't too bad looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an observation, I should probably be in the bathroom with my animals (or so they say)  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114446041367644440?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114446041367644440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114446041367644440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114446041367644440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114446041367644440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-know-what-i-think-we-need.html' title='You know what I think we need....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114384101391815700</id><published>2006-03-31T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T15:36:53.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend...</title><content type='html'>I am so glad it is FINALLY Friday!!! Michael sent me a text message this morning saying he is taking me out tonight. He said we can go anywhere I want to. I'm thinking maybe Olive Garden... I dunno, any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will be headed to Tullahoma (did I spell that right?), TN for Becky and Kyle's wedding. One down like 500 more weddings this year to attend!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have much planned for Sunday...probably work out in the yard and do some cleaning.  It is also our 1 year anniversary so we are going to make spaghetti and watch "The Notebook" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have planned?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114384101391815700?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114384101391815700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114384101391815700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114384101391815700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114384101391815700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114375572499445628</id><published>2006-03-30T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:58:02.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#e88caa"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mysuspensionofdisbelief.com/TT/thursdaythirteenpink.jpg" alt="Thursday Thirteen"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: left; background: #e88caa;" align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thirteen Things I would rather be doing than working&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Planting the new flowers I bought yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sitting on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Working on my scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting a pedicure (that will be happening after work)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Shopping for scrapbooking stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Doing something with Michael, I don't care what  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting my hair cut (my mom will be doing that next week, some new highlights for spring too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Playing with my kids (aka my cats and dog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Flying a kite with Mackenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Making invitations for Stephanie's (Michael's sister) bridal shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Shopping for shoes to wear with my dress on Saturday (to Becky's wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Eating ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Taking a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysuspensionofdisbelief.com/?page_id=208"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday.  Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged!  If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments.  It’s easy, and fun!  Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well!  I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114375572499445628?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114375572499445628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114375572499445628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114375572499445628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114375572499445628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114367040880196559</id><published>2006-03-29T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:40:12.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened in the past year. On Sunday Michael and I will be celebrating one year from the day we met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know, we met each other online last March. The last week of March 2005 I went to Kansas to visit my grandmother and great grandmother. The entire time I was there Michael and I stayed up most hours of the night on the phone. It is hard to believe but I truly felt a connection with him through the phone! The day after I got home from Kansas (April 2) we finally met in person. From that day on we have hardly be apart. Here is the past year in a nut shell (looking back, I can't believe we did it so quick, but I am sooooo happy we did!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2: We met! Watched "The Notebook" at his apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 4: I quit my job at Monte Sano Terrace and moved in with him in Decatur (I LOVE not working 7 days a week!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11: Brought Lily (our cat) home from Michael's mom's house (Michael's mom's cat is Lily's mommy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-August: Moved from Decatur ghetto apartment into Weston Ranch Apartments in Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 19: Had major surgery and was out of work for over 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 23: Got engaged (yes, I was still drugged from surgery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 4: Bought Lexi (our crazy puppy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 11: Bought our first house!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 10: Got married in our first house!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec.17-20: Honeymoon in Gatlinburg, TN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few months haven't been going at such a fast pace! During the past year I have been happier than I have ever been. Michael has been more than a boyfriend/fiancé/husband to me, he has been my best friend. I can not imagine my life without him in it. Not only is he wonderful but I have a whole new family of wonderful wonderful people and I feel truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is next for us? Only time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114367040880196559?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114367040880196559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114367040880196559' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114367040880196559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114367040880196559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/1-year.html' title='1 Year'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114296821318493404</id><published>2006-03-21T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:10:13.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposition</title><content type='html'>I have 4 papers due in the next 3 weeks. Anyone interested in writing a paper?  I pay good   =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114296821318493404?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114296821318493404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114296821318493404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114296821318493404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114296821318493404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/proposition.html' title='Proposition'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114252853501179440</id><published>2006-03-16T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:02:15.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Ronda</title><content type='html'>I came across this poem a few months ago when searching for some quotes for my scrapbook. I found it on my computer again today and thought it was perfect for Ronda and sweet baby Scout.  Meeting Scout yesterday was magical, she is beautiful just like her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nestled sweetly in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;Is a touch of the Father's love.&lt;br /&gt;A tiny, slumbering baby girl,&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from Heaven above.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish each tender moment,&lt;br /&gt;As you look on her tiny face;&lt;br /&gt;For you're holding a priceless treasure,&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in ribbons, roses and lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, this tiny bundle of pink,&lt;br /&gt;Will grow into a little girl;&lt;br /&gt;With baby dolls and dress up clothes,&lt;br /&gt;And a ballerina twirl.&lt;br /&gt;With a sparkle in her laughing eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She'll steal your heart away.&lt;br /&gt;So hold tight to this special gift,&lt;br /&gt;And memories of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        -Allison Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114252853501179440?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114252853501179440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114252853501179440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114252853501179440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114252853501179440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-ronda.html' title='For Ronda'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114246060246063854</id><published>2006-03-15T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:10:02.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Scout</title><content type='html'>I am sooooo excited, I get to go meet baby Scout after work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114246060246063854?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114246060246063854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114246060246063854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114246060246063854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114246060246063854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/baby-scout.html' title='Baby Scout'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114236932265834507</id><published>2006-03-14T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:48:42.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm bored... and want to be like Sarah  =)</title><content type='html'>1.Who was your first prom date? Greg Bizjak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who was your first roommate? Jessica Bedgood...we lived in the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time? Peppermint schnapps... gross, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your first job? Jamie the SnoBiz Queen... all I really did was shave ice, but I liked the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your first car? 1997 Pontiac Grand Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When did you go to your first funeral? my grandfather Sjoholm... in 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown? Either 3 or 4, I don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your first grade teacher? Mrs. Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? Orlando, FL when I was in 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? I never snuck out... maybe I need to do that  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who was your first Best Friend and are you still friends with them? Lindsey Kimborowitz, I haven't seen or talked to her since 7th grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you live the first time you moved out of your parents house? In the Ghetto of Huntsville with Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? My mommy... she always makes me feel better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen? I've never been a bridesmaid... I was a flower girl in both of my dad's sisters weddings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the first thing you do in the morning? pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the first concert you ever went to? Does Big Spring Jam count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. First tattoo or piercing? the Chinese symbol for happiness on my ankle... at least that is what I think it means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. First celebrity crush? I don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Age of first kiss? Real kiss?  16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. First crush? His name was Neal, all I remember is we were in the 4th grade together and he was Jewish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. And your actual? My hubby  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114236932265834507?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114236932265834507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114236932265834507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114236932265834507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114236932265834507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-im-bored-and-want-to-be-like.html' title='Because I&apos;m bored... and want to be like Sarah  =)'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114236641164917196</id><published>2006-03-14T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:59:17.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if the dreams you have will really happen? Or If what you dream about is really something you want to happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream the other night that I was offered a new job and my salary was more than what Michael and I currently make combined. I decided to take the job (I had kids in my dream) and we decided that Michael would stay at home with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I can remember I have always been torn between wanting to be a stay at home mom and wanting a career.  I guess some of this comes from the fact that most of my life my mom was at home with me and my sister.  I had friends whose mother's worked and I always felt lucky to be able to come home to my mom after school.  She would be there to help us with homework and make afternoon snacks. Now that I am older I understand why sometimes it is not feasible to be a stay at home mom for some families.  If I were to have a baby today there is no way we could afford for me to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after I had the dream there was a segment on the Today Show about how mothers that stay home with their kids and mothers who work do not see things eye to eye.  It talked about how mothers that stay home think working mothers are "taking the easy way out" and how they should not even have kids unless they are willing to take care of them and not have babysitters to do it. Then they talked about how working moms feel that stay at home moms have it too easy and all they do is sit around at home. Personally, I don't see why all of this is such a big deal. People do what is best for THEIR family not other peoples families. After seeing all the things my mom did for me and my sister growing up she did not "have it too easy."  She was always doing something for us or the house. She even did things for the "working" mothers like be our classroom mom and take their children to ball practices and watch them after school some days.  I really don't know what the right balance is between working and staying home with your kids, only time will tell for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dream, yesterday my mom said "Wouldn't it be cool if you made enough money and Michael could stay at home and take care of the house and kids." I can't believe a few days after I had that exact dream she said that. We don't even have kids yet and I am worry about this.... CRAZY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114236641164917196?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114236641164917196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114236641164917196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114236641164917196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114236641164917196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114176694780229121</id><published>2006-03-07T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T07:52:57.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm a follower...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=JamieHardiman"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=JamieHardiman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114176694780229121?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114176694780229121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114176694780229121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114176694780229121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114176694780229121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-im-follower.html' title='Because I&apos;m a follower...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114168416769944642</id><published>2006-03-06T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:29:27.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend was GREAT</title><content type='html'>The grand total for money raised from ticket sales was $3,786... I don't have a total for the t-shirts, buttons and lollipops but I think it was around $400.  The show was AWESOME... every year I think it can't get better and then it does.  It's not to late to donate to the cause! All of the proceeds from this year go to the Madison County Community Free Clinic. We still have several events left (you can donate money too)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self defense class Friday @ Alexander's Martial Arts 6:00&lt;br /&gt;drag king show @ Upscale Friday night at about 10:00&lt;br /&gt;erotic bingo @ Crossroads, March 19 @ 8:00&lt;br /&gt;adult toy party @ Wild rose,  March 23 @ 6:30&lt;br /&gt;wine tasting @ The Wine Cellar, March 27 4:30-6:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114168416769944642?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114168416769944642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114168416769944642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114168416769944642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114168416769944642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-weekend-was-great.html' title='This weekend was GREAT'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114168340983239747</id><published>2006-03-06T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:16:51.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready for March 18</title><content type='html'>Michael and I have not had a weekend off together for SEVERAL weeks.  I hate not having a few days together. It seems like the past couple weeks we've just seen eachother in passing. The DAYS he works he leaves at 5:30 in the morning and doesn't get home until about 8:00 pm.  By the time we get dinner and stuff one of us is ready to pass out.  Then the days he works NIGHTS he leaves before I even get home from work and gets home in the morning about 10 minutes before I leave for work the next day (this week he is on nights and it SUCKS). OK, sorry this post is just me complaining... I just miss him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114168340983239747?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114168340983239747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114168340983239747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114168340983239747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114168340983239747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-ready-for-march-18.html' title='I&apos;m ready for March 18'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114116429157461841</id><published>2006-02-28T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:04:51.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there....</title><content type='html'>I've been going over my transcripts and realized I only have 6 classes left until I graduate!  I am so excited!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes as planned (and it never does) I am going to take 2 classes this summer ( Price and Cost Analysis and Marketing Strategies).  I will take my final 4 classes in the fall and graduate in December. I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, just as my dad is about the see the bottom of his wallet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114116429157461841?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114116429157461841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114116429157461841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114116429157461841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114116429157461841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/almost-there.html' title='Almost there....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114064557035114401</id><published>2006-02-22T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T08:32:45.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would inform everyone that I am tired and I don't want to be at work anymore!  Only one hour to go, shouldn't be too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to buy a V-Day t-shirt I have them and they are awesome.  I'll try and take some pictures and post them this weekend.  Also, if you want to come to the show March 4 &amp; 5 let me know and I'll put your name down on the will call.  It is going to be a wonderful show this year and it couldn't be for a better cause.  This year the money is going to the Madison County Free Clinic. They do a wonderful thing for people in the area that dont have health insurance, if you want to know more about them let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114064557035114401?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114064557035114401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114064557035114401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114064557035114401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114064557035114401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-tired.html' title='I am tired'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-114003925198696525</id><published>2006-02-15T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:34:12.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update to yesterday's post</title><content type='html'>The other thing he made that he wouldn't tell me about was WONDERFUL! It looked like something your would get from a fancy restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blew up a balloon and dipped half of it in white chocolate and swirled it in dark chocolate. Once the chocolate hardened he popped the balloon and it made a chocolate bowl. In the bowl he put some homemade angel food cake and strawberries dipped in white chocolate, some in dark chocolate and some both. It was AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooooo lucky to have such a wonderful, amazing, caring, giving, superdooper husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-114003925198696525?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114003925198696525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=114003925198696525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114003925198696525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/114003925198696525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/update-to-yesterdays-post.html' title='Update to yesterday&apos;s post'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113994731330982597</id><published>2006-02-14T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:01:53.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Valentines Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweetie gave me a real rose dipped in 24k gold, is soooo beautiful!  I also got a dozen red roses and a cute stuffed rhinoceros. He is at home now preparing a wonderful dinner.  I know there is home-made ravioli involved but that's all he would tell me.  I can't wait to go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113994731330982597?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113994731330982597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113994731330982597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113994731330982597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113994731330982597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113976193369180768</id><published>2006-02-12T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T10:32:13.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got all the pictures from our honeymoon developed and I forgot I had taken this one.  Thought I would share it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113976193369180768?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113976193369180768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113976193369180768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113976193369180768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113976193369180768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-got-all-pictures-from-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113944669561720727</id><published>2006-02-08T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T08:38:38.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten Clothes and Antique Potties</title><content type='html'>I just got off the phone with my grandmother (my Dad's mom) and we were talking about my great-grandmother's (I call her great) house. Great passed away in October, she would have been 93 last month. Up until 4 months before her death she lived alone in the house her and my great-grandfather had built (I think in the 50's). When she moved into the nursing home she insisted that her house be left alone because she was going to be back. To her, the nursing home was just a brief stay until she could get over her congestive heart failure. She pretty much died of "natural" causes. At 93 her body was just worn out... She died peacefully in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great-grandparents were big time travelers in their day, they also had a eye for antiques. They owed an antique store on the square of the town they lived in. The town, Junction City, KS, was were my parents were both raised. My grandparents owned a furniture store across the street from the antique store. If you needed furniture in Junction City the Sjoholm's were who you would see. My great-grandfather passed away when my dad was ten years old, but my great-grandmother kept the store until right before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few month, since Great passed away, my grandmother and aunts have been cleaning out Great's house. You can only imagine the things they are finding. Just recently they went into the attic (there is a regular stairwell leading to it from behind a door) and they found some very interesting stuff. There was a cedar chest and a dresser that had my great-grandfather's clothes still hanging in them! He has been dead for over 35 years and the stuff looks like it has not been touched since then. My grandmother said the clothes are rotting off the hangers! They have also found an extensive gun and knife collection that no one even knew about. Great was afraid that someone would take her stuff from her so she hid things in the floor boards and underneath the furniture. According to my grandmother going through her house is like a treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is my grandmother is afraid to be in Great's house by herself (not the best area of town anymore), my aunts are so busy with their kids and work and my Dad lives so far away. I wish I could be there to help my grandmother sort through the things. What is hard for her is figuring out what is really antique and what is junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my grandmother today that I would love to have some of Great's items. One thing in particular is an antique potty. She had about ten of them and they are beautiful colors and patterns. They look like a large bowl with a lid. They were used when there was no indoor plumbing and it was too cold outside to use the outbuildings. When my sister and I were little we would sit on them and pretend to use them. She is going tomorrow to pick one out for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this post is not entertaining or is boring... I think I just needed to get it out. I miss Great so much and even more so, I miss my grandfathers, Great's son (grandpa) and my mom's dad (PopPop). I am the oldest grandchild and had always had such a special connection with all my grandparents and Great. I guess since we live so far away sometimes it doesn't even seem like they have passed on. Sometimes it feels like they are just a phone call away. Someday I hope my children are as close to their grandparents as I have been to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and miss you Grandpa, PopPop and Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113944669561720727?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113944669561720727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113944669561720727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113944669561720727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113944669561720727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/rotten-clothes-and-antique-potties.html' title='Rotten Clothes and Antique Potties'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113943619406281438</id><published>2006-02-08T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:03:14.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Want A Quote?</title><content type='html'>I need to sell some auto insurance this month.  I want to make more money. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113943619406281438?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113943619406281438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113943619406281438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113943619406281438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113943619406281438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/anyone-want-quote.html' title='Anyone Want A Quote?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113935089171661980</id><published>2006-02-07T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:21:57.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored... so why not steal another cheesy survey thingy from Sarah</title><content type='html'>A - Available: Nope, very happily married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - BEST FRIENDS: Amber, Cheryl, Heather, Laura, Becky and Cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSH: I have a crush on the quarterback for the Steelers, Roethlisberger!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;D- DADS NAME: Marc Daniel Sjoholm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON OF OPPOSITE SEX TO TALK TO: My hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE BAND: Rascal Flats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR WORM: worms... they have some in target in a big bin that are sooo yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Hometown: I guess Huntsville, AL (lived here the longest) but I was born in Kansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - INSTRUMENT: triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - KIDS: I want some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Huntsville to Junction City, KS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - MILK FLAVOR: strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 1 sister and 2 step-sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: That we could put in new countertops, stove, microwave, tile in the kitchen and bathrooms and wood floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PHOBIAS: I dont think I have any....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - FAVORITE QUOTE: I dont have one... but I just found this one and it's cute: "Do you realize if it weren't for Edison we'd be watching TV by candlelight?" -Al Boliska  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE: I get to go home to my hubby in 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: "Pretty Vegas" by INXS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 7:06 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT YOU: I have blue toe nails right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE YOU HATE: Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- WORST HABITS: drinking mountain dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: I have no clue... the last one was of my septum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - YUMMY FOOD: sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Everyone has their firsts...****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First real best friend: Lindsey Kimborowitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First school: I don't remember the name of it but it was in Wichita, KS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Cell phone: the Nokia one that EVERYONE had.. I was 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First pet: Mimi and Beau (black toy poodles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First piercing/tattoo: My ears when I was 6/ tattoo when I was 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First big trip: Disneyworld! I think I was 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First flight: Disneyworld!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Celebrity Love: I have no clue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time out of the country: not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First job: I was Jamie the SnoBiz Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First fight: My Sister... she was probably 2 days old... jk  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Everyone has their lasts...****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged: my hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: My way to work this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried: I was watching Dateline and there was a woman that found out she was going to die so she video taped herself leaving messages for her daughter.  Her daughter was 2 when she found out she was going to die and she lived 4 more years.  The daughter has a message for everything; wedding day, first period, first date, first kiss; first baby...  It was sooooo sweet and yet soooo sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched: Madeline on ABC Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person of the opposite sex that you talked to: My hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: stuff to make Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: black knit shirt with red sweater over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: work related, a man wanted to know how my his house was insured for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text message: my hubby, saying i'm silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you touched: the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time at the mall: couple weeks ago... we hit up yankee candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were excited about something: last night when we made sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you saw: Amber, my receptionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you drank: mountain dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you typed: mountain dew (I had to copy Sarah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time u swore: who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person that broke your Heart: the guy I dated before I met my hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you have been truly happy: right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113935089171661980?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113935089171661980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113935089171661980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113935089171661980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113935089171661980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-bored-so-why-not-steal-another.html' title='I&apos;m bored... so why not steal another cheesy survey thingy from Sarah'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113917083678507679</id><published>2006-02-05T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T14:20:36.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little my dad would never let us stop when we were on road trips. We would go from Huntsville to Kansas with maybe two stops if we were lucky. So obviously he would never let us stop at the cheesy (no pun intended) tourist attractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove on our way to Gatlinburg for our honeymoon since Michael had worked the whole night before we left. Some where between Chattanooga and Gatlinburg I saw signs for the Sweetwater Valley Cheese Farm. I woke Michael up and told him we HAD to go. In my mind there were going to be cows you could pet, a tour of the barns, tons of free cheese and a GIANT cow out front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took the detour off the highway to the farm. Unfortunately, I was a little disappointed... There were no cows to pet, no barn tours, very little free cheese and NO GIANT COW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheese was great and they had tons of different types so we purchased several types. Needless to say, I was constipated for a week but that's another story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113917083678507679?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113917083678507679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113917083678507679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113917083678507679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113917083678507679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheese-farm.html' title='Cheese Farm'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113899455782972205</id><published>2006-02-03T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:38:50.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor mommy</title><content type='html'>I just got off the phone with my mom and she is very upset. My sister came home at midnight and announced she is moving out to live with her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend is Noi (I have no clue if that is spelled right) and he is 29 (she is 20) and he works in a bar. He seems like a nice guy but he is not too smart. He informed us at dinner the other night that some years there is no 1st or 2nd of December....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad isn't allowing her to take her car with her and all he is concerned about is her getting pregnant (she doesnt have health insurance) by a Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, Fun, Fun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113899455782972205?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113899455782972205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113899455782972205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113899455782972205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113899455782972205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-poor-mommy.html' title='my poor mommy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113883953110966240</id><published>2006-02-01T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:18:51.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Quiz</title><content type='html'>Take this quiz, see how much you know about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060201191205-841724"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060201191205-841724&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113883953110966240?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113883953110966240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113883953110966240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113883953110966240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113883953110966240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/jamie-quiz.html' title='Jamie Quiz'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113882899255804662</id><published>2006-02-01T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:23:12.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cheryl</title><content type='html'>I would sing, but what good would that do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one interested in a girls night to celebrate Cheryl's birthday come to my house Saturday night around 6:00 to join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring whatever you want. Maybe we'll have another round on Scene It?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113882899255804662?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113882899255804662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113882899255804662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113882899255804662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113882899255804662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-cheryl.html' title='Happy Birthday Cheryl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113865418068395313</id><published>2006-01-30T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:16:51.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vagina Candy and Buttons</title><content type='html'>***Edit, The candy and button making has been postponed***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know I am involved in VDay Huntsville again this year. For those of you that don't know about the cause you can check it out at &lt;a href="http://events.vday.org/2006/World/Huntsville"&gt;http://events.vday.org/2006/World/Huntsville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday night we are going to be getting together at my house to make buttons and candies to sell at the show and other fundraising events. If you are free around 7:00 come by and help out. There will be lots of fun to be had!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113865418068395313?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113865418068395313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113865418068395313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113865418068395313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113865418068395313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/vagina-candy-and-buttons.html' title='Vagina Candy and Buttons'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113832362885939717</id><published>2006-01-26T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:01:30.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my toes are cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sitting here working on homework and thinking about how cold my toes are. Thinking about my cold toes makes me think about Long Island Ice Tea (weird connection, I know). Why Long Island Ice Tea? Because Michael's mom makes huge (like big gulp size) LIIT's for us to take down to the lake with us. His parents live in Houston, AL (yeah, I didn't know there was a Houston, AL either until I met him) on Smith Lake. Their house is right on the water in a cove, the water is BEAUTIFUL and feels wonderful on a hot day. Last summer every free weekend we had we headed down there and I can't wait to get out on the water again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/lake5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/lake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/lake2.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/21212932-113832362885939717?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113832362885939717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113832362885939717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113832362885939717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113832362885939717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-toes-are-cold.html' title='my toes are cold'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113823588509924774</id><published>2006-01-25T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:38:57.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Really Make Faces Like This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/m4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/m4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/m3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/m3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/m2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/m2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/m1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Laura recently posted these pictures of me from high school on her facebook. Friends, family... do I really do this? I think these must have been photoshopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113823588509924774?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113823588509924774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113823588509924774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113823588509924774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113823588509924774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-i-really-make-faces-like-this.html' title='Do I Really Make Faces Like This?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113822202409811136</id><published>2006-01-25T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:47:04.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby!</title><content type='html'>Today is Michael's 28th birthday, he is old, jk =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited about giving him his birthday presents so last night I gave him half of them.  I got him two pairs of pants and two shirts.  Obviously, I am a bad shopper... even though they are the right size one pair of pants was way to long, the other was too small. I guess that's what I get for shopping from the clearance rack! The shirts on the other hand, fit great!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He SHOULD get the rest of his presents tonight, if the mail man brings them! I ordered them over a week and a half ago and they still aren't here! I got him a couple DVD's he has been wanting (Ocean's Eleven and Twelve) and a few others I thought looked good (Envy, Mystic River, Eurotrip and Crash.) If they don't come in I've printed off each one and I guess that will have to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he gets off work I am taking him to my favorite restaurant, it's his too! We both LOVE Edo! I'm looking forward to loading up on some yummy Sushi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113822202409811136?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113822202409811136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113822202409811136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113822202409811136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113822202409811136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113812229193961061</id><published>2006-01-24T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T11:04:51.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Need To Open A Hotel Near The Beach</title><content type='html'>So, right now I am hotel hunting. The first weekend in May Michael's sister is getting married in Fairhope, AL (not far from Gulf Shores.) Then, July 15 my friend Heather is getting married in Destin, Fl.  My good god are hotels expensive. We are wanting to stay for his sisters wedding at least 3 nights so he can show me around the area. Michael went to the University of South Alabama in Mobile and i've never been there. There are a bunch of places (and good seafood joints) he wants to take me to. I sure hope we get a good tax refund....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113812229193961061?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113812229193961061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113812229193961061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113812229193961061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113812229193961061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-i-need-to-open-hotel-near-beach.html' title='Why I Need To Open A Hotel Near The Beach'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113797437933564764</id><published>2006-01-22T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T18:07:07.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Starving Artists Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Today we made some starving artist not so starving anymore. All week I had been seeing the commercials about sofa sized oil paintings no higher than $59. We have absolutely NO art in our new house so we decided to use some of the money we made on the Jeep (yes, we sold it in one day!!!). My mom went with us to the Holiday Inn downtown to check out the one day sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we should have went before we did. You could tell that at 11:00 when they opened they had a TON of stuff. By the time we got there a lot was gone. Michael came across a beautiful sofa sized painting of a pond like scene. I picked it up and carried it around, I thought we might find something we liked better. While I had it in hand four or five people asked if I was sure I wanted it, they wanted it too. **side note, Michael just made me a yummy martini**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were looking through the stacks I was drawn to the old cafe looking ones. They all had bright colors and looked like they were set in the streets of Italy. I picked out one that was about 15x35 and two others that went along with it that were about 10x20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four paintings (and frames) and about $250(had to buy the frames seperate) later we headed home to do some hanging. The large one looks wonderful above our love seat in the living room. We put the other three on the large wall in the dining/kitchen area. I am so happy to no longer have all bare walls! My mom didn't fine anything that struck her fancy, she was looking for something a little more abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go... Michael's parents are almost here to take us to Olive Garden for Michael's birthday dinner. I'll eat a breadstick for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113797437933564764?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113797437933564764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113797437933564764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113797437933564764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113797437933564764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-starving-artists-anymore.html' title='Not Starving Artists Anymore'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113794747500753340</id><published>2006-01-22T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T10:31:55.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, Michael informed me that I am a really bad mommy. I left out two of the babies! Here they are... our sugar gliders.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/1111.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/1111.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;This is Delenn checking out the inside of a cup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Bookshelf.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/Bookshelf.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;This is Leeloo doing some studying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/DSCF0046c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/DSCF0046c.0.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/21212932-113794747500753340?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113794747500753340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113794747500753340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113794747500753340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113794747500753340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/really-bad.html' title='Really Bad'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113788851043899751</id><published>2006-01-21T18:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:08:31.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy and Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I feel bad, I have introduced the online world to only one of my children. I am a bad mom. Here are my sweet kitties spooning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/DSCF0012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/DSCF0012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/21212932-113788851043899751?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113788851043899751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113788851043899751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113788851043899751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113788851043899751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/buddy-and-lily_21.html' title='Buddy and Lily'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113779215070194971</id><published>2006-01-20T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:22:30.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bra thief on the loose; Keep watch on your bras</title><content type='html'>Hot off the WAFF website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bras stolen from Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;Jan 19, 2006, 05:38 PM CST  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Huntsville police are investigating an usual, yet costly robbery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thief or thieves stole 30 bras from the Victoria's Secret store in the Madison Square Mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the bras were size 34B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any information about this robbery you're asked to call Huntsville police.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113779215070194971?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113779215070194971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113779215070194971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113779215070194971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113779215070194971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/bra-thief-on-loose-keep-watch-on-your.html' title='Bra thief on the loose; Keep watch on your bras'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113777646983531323</id><published>2006-01-20T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:20:03.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen From Sarah Brown... My Blog Idol</title><content type='html'>I Live: I don't really know... Madison Address, Huntsville City Limits....&lt;br /&gt;I Work: very hard, at State Farm&lt;br /&gt;I Talk: ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;I Wish: I didn't have to work&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy: my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;I Look: for the positive side&lt;br /&gt;I Find: things I never knew I had&lt;br /&gt;I Smell: like glamorous by ralph lauren&lt;br /&gt;I Listen: when I'm not supposed to&lt;br /&gt;I Walk: not as much as I should&lt;br /&gt;I See: the light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;I Sing: poorly, but I do it all the time!&lt;br /&gt;I Laugh: all the time&lt;br /&gt;I Watch: anything remotely related to reality tv. **I agree with you Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;I dream about: I dont remember, but Michael says I talk about it in my sleep...and whimper a lot!&lt;br /&gt;I Want: to be done with school&lt;br /&gt;I Cry: easily&lt;br /&gt;I Burned: my hand on the oven this week&lt;br /&gt;I Read: CNN.com everyday&lt;br /&gt;I Love: my sweet, wonderful, awesome, sexy husband&lt;br /&gt;I Sometimes: over exaggerate things&lt;br /&gt;I Hurt: when I burn my hand on the oven&lt;br /&gt;I Fear: no being able to have kids&lt;br /&gt;I Hope: we sell the Jeep this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I Break: things ALL the time&lt;br /&gt;I Eat: a lot of junk&lt;br /&gt;I Quit: taking crap from my dad&lt;br /&gt;I Bathe: as needed&lt;br /&gt;I Drink: mountain dew more than I should&lt;br /&gt;I Hug: all the time&lt;br /&gt;I Meditate: I dont&lt;br /&gt;I Miss: my grandpa and my pop pop&lt;br /&gt;I Forgive: to easily&lt;br /&gt;I Drive: better than I used to&lt;br /&gt;I Have: a wonderful life&lt;br /&gt;I Don't: need any more clothes&lt;br /&gt;I Made: *a mistake and originally left this blank*&lt;br /&gt;I Owe: a lot&lt;br /&gt;I Feel: happy it is Friday&lt;br /&gt;I Know: I am loved&lt;br /&gt;I Wonder: will my house be clean when I get home????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113777646983531323?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113777646983531323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113777646983531323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113777646983531323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113777646983531323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/stolen-from-sarah-brown-my-blog-idol.html' title='Stolen From Sarah Brown... My Blog Idol'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113772012643469597</id><published>2006-01-19T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T19:22:06.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/100_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/320/100_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; After several former attempts of trying to give Lexi a bath in the sink I finally decided to just stick her in the tub. The sink baths would get me COMPLETELY wet... bath tub, just partially wet! Isn't she a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113772012643469597?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113772012643469597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113772012643469597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113772012643469597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113772012643469597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113769171269475769</id><published>2006-01-19T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:28:32.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck!</title><content type='html'>Seems like everyone has their own blog these days... so what the heck... here I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113769171269475769?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113769171269475769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113769171269475769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113769171269475769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113769171269475769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-heck.html' title='What the heck!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212932.post-113769760674409551</id><published>2006-01-19T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T13:06:46.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale</title><content type='html'>In anyone knows someone needing a vehicle we have to get rid of one! It's Michael's old Jeep (1995 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo 114k cd player we are asking $3000.)  Over the weekend Michael and I both bought new cars but they wouldn't give us enough for a trade on his car and 3 car payments doesn't work to great. If interested let me know, there will be an add in the paper starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is better gas mileage for us! I traded my 'stang for a 2004 Suzuki Verona and we got Michael a 2001 VW passat.  I really like my car but am a little jealous about his... it has BUTT WARMERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212932-113769760674409551?l=jamiesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113769760674409551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212932&amp;postID=113769760674409551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113769760674409551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212932/posts/default/113769760674409551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-sale.html' title='For Sale'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5650/2143/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
