<?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-2089325298392397752</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:25:56.074-06:00</updated><category term='Flash Back'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Everyday life'/><category term='Spring Flowers'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Hurricane Aftermath'/><category term='Memes'/><category term='Nature/Weather'/><category term='Boys stuff'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Give aways'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Doggie Stuff'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Sickies'/><category term='TT'/><category term='Hijacked'/><category term='Other Sports'/><category term='Beauty tip'/><category term='Hubs'/><category term='Baseball'/><category term='Orthodontic adventures'/><category term='Church and Prayers'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Hurricane Season'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Health'/><category term='VBS'/><category term='All things bloggy'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>R R Mama</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>773</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6413601573532593991</id><published>2012-02-08T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:00:05.800-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memes'/><title type='text'>A meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My sweet bloggy friend, &lt;a href="//http://www.amuslovesbutch.com/2012/02/eleven.html"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;, tagged me in a meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I'm not a good meme pass on-er type person. I like to answer the questions but I have the hardest time picking people to pass the meme on to. Amy even had some great questions for me and the other people she chose to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can answer the 11 questions and I can even create 11 random facts about me but I don't know if I can come up with 11 new questions and the pass them on to just 11 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post these rules&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You must post 11 random things about yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Answer the questions set for you in their post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to their blog and tell them you’ve tagged them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No stuff in the tagging section about you are tagged if you are reading this. You legitimately have to tag 11 people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;My Questions for me to answer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What was your most embarrassing moment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I was a freshman in high school and I would sit in the cafeteria every morning with my boyfriend. The cafeteria was sunken down and one morning when I was walking down the steps I slipped. purse spilled out, books went flying. It was a nightmare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you could live anywhere in the world, where would that be? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Anywhere with no humidity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you regularly dust your blinds? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;If you call regularly once every 2-3 months then yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What do you like best about yourself? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I've always said my smile but only because my parents paid good money for it when I was kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you have a celebrity crush? If so, who? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hello Matthew McConaughey. And no I do not acknowledge that he is engaged to Camila Alves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is your favorite Bible verse? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Right now I am in a Beth Moore bible study and we are working our way through the Psalms of ascent. And my favorite is Psalm 121:3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;He will not let your foot slip— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;he who watches over you will not slumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you lie about your weight on your driver's license? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Thank goodness my weight is not my drivers license but if it were, yes I would lie about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is your worst pet peeve? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;When my husband is home during the summer and he will place an empty coke can on the kitchen counter right next to the sink and right under the sink is the trash can. HELLO...Throw it away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who is your favorite musician? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh this is so hard. I have an eclectic taste in music. I like a lot of different artists from a lot of different periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you return your grocery cart to the designated area?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; Most of the time yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What would your ideal day entail? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Some where laying in a hammock watching my children play. Oh yeah, after I have had a pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; OK now for 11 random things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born in a big city, moved to even a bigger city when I was 5 and then moved to small town when I was in my twenties.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love my dog, Cookie. I really didn't want a dog when we got her. But I love her now and I will be devastated when she passes away.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to go storm chasing.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love baseball! Ok maybe that's not so random.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have OCD clean bathroom tenancies. But only at my house. I can't stand to see tooth paste all over the boys bathroom sink and I always wipe down the toilet every two or three days.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm scared that #5 will scar my children.&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to plant flowers but I can't stand for dirt to be under my fingernails. Which is why I own about 3 pairs of gardening gloves.&lt;br /&gt;8. I've made some great friends through blogging. Who would have ever thought!&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm a terrible commenter. I used to leave comments all the time. I read the people on my blog roll everyday, but I rarely leave comments. And that's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;10. I have a deep rooted love for gummy coke bottles. I don't keep them in the house because I can't just grab a few. I would eat the entire bag in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;11. I have been blogging for 4 years. 4 years Hubs. He didn't think it would last 4 days. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that's it, my brain is dead from just trying to think of 11 random things. And I can't pick who to tag so I tag everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6413601573532593991?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6413601573532593991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6413601573532593991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6413601573532593991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6413601573532593991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/02/meme.html' title='A meme'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-414029489877124819</id><published>2012-02-06T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T07:00:12.476-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Best Commericals of Super Bowl XLVI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;These were my favorite commercials for the Superbowl yesterday. What were yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LuPZWSLlzEA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VhkDdayA4iA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PGaU-ErN_Cs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Hh8hS8uSoJs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0-9EYFJ4Clo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-414029489877124819?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/414029489877124819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=414029489877124819' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/414029489877124819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/414029489877124819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/02/best-commericals-of-super-bowl-xlvi.html' title='Best Commericals of Super Bowl XLVI'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LuPZWSLlzEA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8020412940468146332</id><published>2012-01-31T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:00:09.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>Stepping Up with Beth Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So I'm in another bible study at church and before I even knew what the study was about I had decided to skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I had just done one in October and my heart just wasn't really into doing this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully God has a sense of humor because when I told him, umm God I think I'll sit this one out. He laughed at me. Not just any laugh but a big belly laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are studying Beth Moore's Stepping Up: A Journey Though the Pslams of Ascent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JfeeGa_D9Mk/Tydk4bNUunI/AAAAAAAABsI/DAOugrLoBEM/s1600/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JfeeGa_D9Mk/Tydk4bNUunI/AAAAAAAABsI/DAOugrLoBEM/s200/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703638373627116146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The group actually started last week but I wanted to go a little deeper into the study before I mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about going deeper with God. Taking the next step in your relationship with Him. To go where He where He will guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds scary to some. Going into the unknown. Even if it is with God, the unknown is a scary thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me. I'm excited. I'm actually pumped about this study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See God knew what this study was about even long before I did. An ascension. A journey drawing me nearer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is one of the things I have been praying for. A closer relationship with Him. So yea, God laughed at me when I said no to this study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is exactly where He wants me to be. Stepping Up to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8020412940468146332?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8020412940468146332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8020412940468146332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8020412940468146332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8020412940468146332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/stepping-up-with-beth-moore.html' title='Stepping Up with Beth Moore'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JfeeGa_D9Mk/Tydk4bNUunI/AAAAAAAABsI/DAOugrLoBEM/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7814281710177675885</id><published>2012-01-30T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T08:28:11.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Well here's what we did this weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I know y'all are excited to hear about what we did over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hopped a private jet and took off for France. NOT! Although that would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night R2 had his best friend come over and spend the night. I love having him over. He's a great kid and they play so great together. No fighting or arguing, it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we got and I made breakfast and then at 12:30 we headed out to pick up R2's cake and have his birthday party. We had a family party last weekend and this weekend was the one for his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to play laser tag. I like the place OK but to be honest I hate that they limit you to only 8 kids, because they charge an arm and a leg for any extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, the place over booked for the time slot we had and they stuck us in the private room at no extra charge. I was glad because that room is $80.00 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party we came home and unloaded the car of the left over cake and presents. And R2's friend went home. After that I was wiped out so we did nothing the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was church and after we got home and ate lunch, I promptly got in the recliner and took an hour and a half nap. It was G-L-O-R-I-O-U-S-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some where in the weekend a few loads of laundry were done, bed rooms cleaned up, and I lost count how many times I cleaned the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. Nothing much. Nice and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, we did sign up the boys up for baseball. I know, how could overlook that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I wasn't thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7814281710177675885?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7814281710177675885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7814281710177675885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7814281710177675885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7814281710177675885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/well-heres-what-we-did-this-weekend.html' title='Well here&apos;s what we did this weekend.'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-584605913074948744</id><published>2012-01-25T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:37:39.003-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>They are the Houston Astros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I saw this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/mlb/story/_/id/7494785/new-houston-astros-owner-jim-crane-mulls-name-uniform-change"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;the other day and just about came out of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs thought I was going to have a coronary right in the livingroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that have been around here for a while know my love of baseball especially my Houston Astros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just call ol' Jim on the phone and tell him he's lost his freaking mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that will go over big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just send him an email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-584605913074948744?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/584605913074948744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=584605913074948744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/584605913074948744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/584605913074948744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/they-are-houston-astros.html' title='They are the Houston Astros'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2136666363828461897</id><published>2012-01-24T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:06:44.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>Blogger Interface</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So the other day when I was signed into Blogger, I hit the button that said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Try the updated Blogger interface".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words...I hated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I was so freaking frustrated that I had changed it I could figure out how to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say it thank goodness for Hubs. The computer smart man that he is, he fixed it! Can I get an Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Blogger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like the new style. And that's putting it nicely. And if you don't send this message to the next 5,327 people you know with in 10 minutes of reading this bad things will happen. I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&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/2089325298392397752-2136666363828461897?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2136666363828461897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2136666363828461897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2136666363828461897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2136666363828461897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/blogger-interface.html' title='Blogger Interface'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8263509092187273479</id><published>2012-01-23T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:20:10.533-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Birthday rainbow cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;For R2's birthday at school this past Friday he and I made rainbow cupcakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Thank you Pinterest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I had no idea it would be that easy, a little more time consuming but easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of what we used and how we made them. Oh and they were oh so yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq0rH9NGcvU/TxzTmlmf5dI/AAAAAAAABqk/DgNW0vxOZvc/s1600/S1050207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq0rH9NGcvU/TxzTmlmf5dI/AAAAAAAABqk/DgNW0vxOZvc/s200/S1050207.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;No oil and no eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPoIvS3GAl0/TxzTzQi0xfI/AAAAAAAABqs/0lx4wrs9avQ/s1600/S1050208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPoIvS3GAl0/TxzTzQi0xfI/AAAAAAAABqs/0lx4wrs9avQ/s200/S1050208.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QzIyQwCpns/TxzUAQTDpwI/AAAAAAAABq0/o0Nj7lzAGyk/s1600/S1050209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QzIyQwCpns/TxzUAQTDpwI/AAAAAAAABq0/o0Nj7lzAGyk/s200/S1050209.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LgNLD0jCVxA/TxzUNWTndOI/AAAAAAAABq8/CXIbCQmEpU4/s1600/S1050214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LgNLD0jCVxA/TxzUNWTndOI/AAAAAAAABq8/CXIbCQmEpU4/s200/S1050214.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sm57mUlGSVQ/TxzUaYVvckI/AAAAAAAABrE/_xy3p_7zeWs/s1600/S1050215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sm57mUlGSVQ/TxzUaYVvckI/AAAAAAAABrE/_xy3p_7zeWs/s200/S1050215.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;They smelled so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUpeYaFa5KA/TxzUnXjRx8I/AAAAAAAABrM/9lsNXdB-4Yo/s1600/S1050218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUpeYaFa5KA/TxzUnXjRx8I/AAAAAAAABrM/9lsNXdB-4Yo/s200/S1050218.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLQ_BUlqsk8/TxzVBHpWFOI/AAAAAAAABrc/qUEq18W2DAw/s1600/S1050220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLQ_BUlqsk8/TxzVBHpWFOI/AAAAAAAABrc/qUEq18W2DAw/s200/S1050220.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mr1xK-VJYnw/TxzVN0LnlgI/AAAAAAAABrk/-TMVZba7Jmw/s1600/S1050221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mr1xK-VJYnw/TxzVN0LnlgI/AAAAAAAABrk/-TMVZba7Jmw/s200/S1050221.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Cupcake toppers I made earlier in the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBml2M3La54/TxzVnOOJtRI/AAAAAAAABr0/2hwT3ysUSh8/s1600/S1050224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBml2M3La54/TxzVnOOJtRI/AAAAAAAABr0/2hwT3ysUSh8/s200/S1050224.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday boy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8263509092187273479?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8263509092187273479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8263509092187273479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8263509092187273479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8263509092187273479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/birthday-rainbow-cupckes.html' title='Birthday rainbow cupcakes'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq0rH9NGcvU/TxzTmlmf5dI/AAAAAAAABqk/DgNW0vxOZvc/s72-c/S1050207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4358036838271479087</id><published>2012-01-20T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:53:32.802-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Happy 7th Birthday R2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So my baby is turning 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can hardly believe it. We made rainbow cupcakes from a recipe I found I Pinterest. I will post pictures later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But here are 7 things I love about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1. He has infectious laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;2. His smile lights up a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;3. He loves God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;4. He is very witty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;5. He likes to play outside...all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;6. How when he says he loves me he always says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Don't forget I love God the most."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;7. He says his Dad and his brother are his best buds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday R2. I love you!&lt;/span&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/2089325298392397752-4358036838271479087?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4358036838271479087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4358036838271479087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4358036838271479087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4358036838271479087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/happy-7th-birthday-r2.html' title='Happy 7th Birthday R2'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6156829493440127019</id><published>2012-01-18T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:00:03.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Mr Winter where are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;OK it's middle of January and we have temperatures in the mid 70's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Really?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm over this heat. I want it cold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Not a freezing, below zero for weeks on end cold but I would like say 40's-60's and no rain and lots of sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;That's not to much to ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This mild winter can only mean one thing...a very hot summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;UGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6156829493440127019?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6156829493440127019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6156829493440127019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6156829493440127019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6156829493440127019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/mr-winter-where-are-you.html' title='Mr Winter where are you'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1931213093694514401</id><published>2012-01-17T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:00:10.724-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>Ready for baseball season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWnkv--NGDQ/TX2KHVxuLTI/AAAAAAAABTo/YxY9mElwrg0/s1600/S1052287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So this past weekend after the Texans lost to the Ravens in a play off game, I was reminded of some thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Astros training camp begins on Februayr 19th! WOO HOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so over football season and ready to watch my two favorite baseball players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWnkv--NGDQ/TX2KHVxuLTI/AAAAAAAABTo/YxY9mElwrg0/s1600/S1052287.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWnkv--NGDQ/TX2KHVxuLTI/AAAAAAAABTo/YxY9mElwrg0/s320/S1052287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--UOsBTm1MiY/TX2KGlz07MI/AAAAAAAABTQ/4VVqEEteW00/s1600/S1052269.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--UOsBTm1MiY/TX2KGlz07MI/AAAAAAAABTQ/4VVqEEteW00/s320/S1052269.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1931213093694514401?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1931213093694514401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1931213093694514401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1931213093694514401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1931213093694514401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/ready-for-baseball-season.html' title='Ready for baseball season'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWnkv--NGDQ/TX2KHVxuLTI/AAAAAAAABTo/YxY9mElwrg0/s72-c/S1052287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-890785507292956697</id><published>2012-01-11T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T07:00:18.504-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>My legs are J-E-L-L-O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So the kids and I are still doing the 30 shred. We are on day four and already I feel improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason tonight the leg part of the exercises kicked my booty. Every time I take a step the feel like jello. I mean the video is only 20 minutes but it's 20 minutes of constant movement and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my aching legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep reminding myself of and inspirational saying I saw on Pinterest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how fast or slow you go, just remember you are lapping everyone sitting on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-890785507292956697?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/890785507292956697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=890785507292956697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/890785507292956697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/890785507292956697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/my-legs-are-j-e-l-l-o.html' title='My legs are J-E-L-L-O'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3889088419690514672</id><published>2012-01-09T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:43:22.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Friday R1 came home from school and went straight for the couch to lay down. I knew right off the bat he didn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he couldn't get warm and I could see he had the chills. I checked his temperature and he didn't have one but he still felt warm so I gave him Tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ended up falling asleep and staying there most of the night until he got up around 2:30AM and he was burning up. Another round of Tylenol and some throat spray and back to sleep he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I woke up and had that mothers intuition where I knew R1 needed to go to the doctor. So off we went to Urgent Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, his throat was red and infected. And since R2 had strep three weeks ago and two weeks ago I had a throat infection, the doctor gave him some antibiotics and a steroid pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home he went straight back to the couch and got under the covers. Then he asked if we could have a Harry Potter marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could answer YES to him fast enough. We love Harry Potter. And since R1 got both part 1 and part 2 of The Deathly Hallows for Christmas our collection was now complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We snuggled up and watched all eight movies. It took us two days but we did it. And we enjoyed every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by early Sunday afternoon R1 was back to his old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3889088419690514672?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3889088419690514672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3889088419690514672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3889088419690514672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3889088419690514672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/harry-potter-marathon.html' title='Harry Potter marathon'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7074256446388226467</id><published>2012-01-06T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T07:00:06.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Shredding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So R1 and I have started to work out. We're shredding actually. Well really it's the 30 Day Shred by Jillian Michaels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you have heard of this. I even blogged about it sometime ago when I purchased the video. And true to form, I never opened it. It sat unopened for over a year. I know I know I had every intention of opening it and working out. And you know what they say about good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Tuesday R1, R2, and myself put that DVD in worked out for 30 minutes. And I am going to admit it. I AM OUT OF SHAPE! Level one kicked my booty. Sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part of the work was Hubs. When Jillian said she had 400 pound people that could do jumping jacks and we needed to do the jumping jacks, Hubs came out of the kitchen took his shirt off and did a few fast jumping jacks. R1 then told him he need to keep jumping because his belly was still giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost peed in my pants I laughed so hard. It was to darn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night when we worked out again, R2 keep telling us to "keep going" and to "suck it in"! When I thanked him at one point for the motivation. He said you're welcome, that's what personal trainers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7074256446388226467?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7074256446388226467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7074256446388226467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7074256446388226467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7074256446388226467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/shredding.html' title='Shredding'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6190984643344026883</id><published>2012-01-05T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:00:06.933-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>More than just paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://fototails.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/a-letter-on-my-doorstep-portraits-are-more-than-paper/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; link on Facebook yesterday. Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.kaishon.com/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take time to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so touched by the post, that I haven't stopped thinking about it all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had a family photo session schedule for awhile. But I had to cancel because R2 accidentally smacked his head on our coffee table and it left a nasty knot and bruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once the bump and bruise are gone, we will be having our photos done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they are more than just paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6190984643344026883?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6190984643344026883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6190984643344026883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6190984643344026883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6190984643344026883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/more-than-just-paper.html' title='More than just paper'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5810206108971508010</id><published>2012-01-04T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:00:10.257-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I just miss...her</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today marks three years that Pam-Maw has been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think about her most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sound of her voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I  miss picking up the phone to call her. Early on after her passing, I  caught my self more than once dialing her number. I hung up after the  first three digits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss seeing and sitting by her in church. It's funny we still sit in the same pew but we have moved down a little and if someone comes to sit her spot I feel a little defensive, like it's still her spot and no one should sit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss stopping by her house on our way home or on Sunday after church, just to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5810206108971508010?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5810206108971508010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5810206108971508010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5810206108971508010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5810206108971508010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/i-just-missher.html' title='I just miss...her'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6934633213472418538</id><published>2012-01-03T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:00:04.129-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>Lighting up the new year, thanks Home Depot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So our fluorescent lighting in the kitchen has been giving us some trouble for a while. We have tried to make do but I finally had enough and broke down and went in search of some new lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowe's &lt;del&gt;sucks&lt;/del&gt; stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would throw that out there first thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Home Depot is AWESOME!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and not they aren't paying me for this endorsement but if they want to throw gift card my way I wouldn't turn it down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I guess you can tell where I purchased our new lighting. I have been in that store three times in the past two days and each and every time I went in, someone greeted me, offered to help me and even went above and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other store, not so much. I walked in and was greeted and that is where the nice service ended. The boys and I stood on the lighting aisle and a worker walked past us not once but twice and never asked if we needed anything or if he could help us. And when I finally had to go and hunt him back down, he grunted. GRUNTED. I asked him if they had any more of a certain style light available and even asked him to check the stock above. I told him EXACTLY what I wanted and he kept telling the wrong information. He even told me one of the lights I was looking at was for residential use and when I pointed out that the box clearly stated commercial, he grunted again. I had to ask him point blank if they had any of the lights I wanted and he finally said I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I even thanked him for his help was beyond me. I grabbed the boys hands and off to Home Depot we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we straight to the lighting aisle and as soon as I got there I saw a lady and asked her for help, she immediately got on the intercom and ask someone to come help me. That some one was a wonderful employee named, Eric. He was so helpful. He answered all of my questions and even offered numerous tips on installation and other factors about residential and commercial. I was impressed. He even offered to load the light into my cart but I told him I need to call my husband first. He said when I was ready to let him know and he would help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the phone with Hubs another wonderful employee came over and asked if everything was alright and did I need help. I told him I was OK and was just comparing prices to the &lt;del&gt;crappy&lt;/del&gt; other store while on the phone. He then told me he would match the other stores price. Sold. I asked him to load up the light and lets go check out. I also went over to the next aisle and thanked Eric for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentleman walked me up to the register and rang me up himself. And he not only matched the price but took another three dollars off. NICE! And after that he walked me out to my car and loaded the light up for me. I thanked him several times and the boys and I were on our way. The only regret I had was not asking him for his name. The name section on his apron was covered by a pin with at least two dozen service awards pins. And I personally think he deserves another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs installed the light over the weekend and it works and looks wonderful. But the edges of the the new fixture are just a little smaller than the old one. So back to Home Depot I went to see if they sold some kind of trim kit. Again I was greeted and helped immediately. The store didn't sell a trim kit but I knew Hubs could make one of molding. And when I mentioned this to the salesman, he said he was just going to tell me about that and he even walked me over to the molding section and pointed out several options. And when I went in search of finishing nails the salesman on that aisle was just as helpful as all of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Hubs and his dad get the molding cut and nailed up, I'll show you a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bottom line is this: I will be shopping at Home Depot exclusively from now. They had the best customer service, the most knowledgeable employees, and a great selection of in stock items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Home Depot, YOU ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6934633213472418538?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6934633213472418538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6934633213472418538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6934633213472418538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6934633213472418538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/lighting-up-new-year-thanks-home-depot.html' title='Lighting up the new year, thanks Home Depot'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2110916934243506404</id><published>2012-01-02T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:54:58.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>On with the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great New Years Eve. We had a great time with friends that came over. And we ate and laughed, and popped fireworks and ate some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing some thinking about the past year recently. While 2011 wasn't the best year, it certainly wasn't the worst. But I wouldn't be honest if I didn't say I was glad to be moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 always starts off with me missing Pam-Maw as she will have been gone for three years on January 4th. But then something wonderful happens as we celebrate the birth of R2 who will be turning 7 towards the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baseball season is just around the corner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R1 graduated from elementary school and moved on to Jr. High where he has been doing great. All that worrying done for nothing. R2 graduated from Kindergarten. We also found out he was dyslexic, but we also got and early start on the help he needed and he is making such wonderful strides in First grade. I am so thankful for the Kindergarten teach he had and the teacher he has now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made it through the summer with 127 degree heat along with no rain and lived to tell about it. We are still in a drought even though we have had some rain, but it hasn't been nearly enough to catch us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the big highlights of 2011 happened just recently. Hubs graduated with his Masters degree in Educational Technology Leadership. The boys and I couldn't be more proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another amazing thing that happened in 2011, is I began in earnest to pray everyday. I wanted to develop a closer prayer life with the Lord. So I asked him everyday to lead me to prayer time with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say God does answer prayers. Each day if I got distracted or to busy, the Lord gently nudged me and reminded me to pray. I thanked Him each day for bringing me closer to Him and for leading me to that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I won't go into all of the specifics of what I prayed for, there were things I prayed every day and things I thanked Him for too. Such as the blessings of my husband, my children, family, friends, health, the ability to worship Him openly. I also prayed for the future wives of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the part where I know our God listens and answers prayers. Hubs and I had an issue that arose around October. I prayed everyday about this situation. He says to ask for specific things, so I did. And last week the issue resolved itself. That was almost three months of prayer everyday. I prayed the same specific prayer each time. There were also other trying moments of 2011 that I went to Him and just simply asked His will to be done. And no matter what the out come, I would do whatever it was He wanted me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad the Lord placed on my heart to have a deeper relationship with Him. I have been blessed over and over by this time with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we begin 2012 I pray each of you has a wonderful year filled with blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-2110916934243506404?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2110916934243506404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2110916934243506404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2110916934243506404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2110916934243506404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2012/01/on-with-new-year.html' title='On with the new year'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8212361538500272273</id><published>2011-12-28T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T07:00:04.711-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Toys R Us threw up in my livingroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;This picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCAG9NRq3VQ/TvoyjPkZY5I/AAAAAAAABqY/vODrqdEaWCk/s1600/S1050143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCAG9NRq3VQ/TvoyjPkZY5I/AAAAAAAABqY/vODrqdEaWCk/s200/S1050143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690916660192043922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;We had a great Christmas. I hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas too.&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/2089325298392397752-8212361538500272273?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8212361538500272273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8212361538500272273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8212361538500272273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8212361538500272273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/toys-r-us-threw-up-in-my-livingroom.html' title='Toys R Us threw up in my livingroom'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCAG9NRq3VQ/TvoyjPkZY5I/AAAAAAAABqY/vODrqdEaWCk/s72-c/S1050143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-50454983720110114</id><published>2011-12-25T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:00:01.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3pIrCXBTJo/TvamzG6cSJI/AAAAAAAABqM/kZunA6ippwU/s1600/christmasstar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3pIrCXBTJo/TvamzG6cSJI/AAAAAAAABqM/kZunA6ippwU/s200/christmasstar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689918576188475538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;For to us a child is born, to us a son is given,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and the government will be on his shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." ~ Isaiah 9:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-50454983720110114?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/50454983720110114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=50454983720110114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/50454983720110114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/50454983720110114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/merry-christmas-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas 2011'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3pIrCXBTJo/TvamzG6cSJI/AAAAAAAABqM/kZunA6ippwU/s72-c/christmasstar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2209482542013466442</id><published>2011-12-23T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:00:08.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>The Bobbleheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;OK, I know I said I wasn't going to be on here everyday but I had to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin purchased something for the boys for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOtiXxfoXoM/TvP31-5IyCI/AAAAAAAABpo/c4fS1lxxZVI/s1600/S1050075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOtiXxfoXoM/TvP31-5IyCI/AAAAAAAABpo/c4fS1lxxZVI/s200/S1050075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689163261086844962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a bobble head doll in each of the boys likeness. And while I think R2's is a bit off, R1's is dead on. It looks just like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think they are kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing on Wednesday, FedEx called and said they had a package to deliver and it had to be signed for. They told Hubs it was coming from China. When I asked Hubs where it was from he didn't know. I told him to call them back and ask. So he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hubs' called FedEx he asked them where it was coming from and what it was. They told him it was something for R1 and R2 and it came from a bobble head company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Hubs' told me this, it make perfect sense. My cousin had told me she had ordered these dolls for the boys for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say they we all loved them.&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/2089325298392397752-2209482542013466442?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2209482542013466442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2209482542013466442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2209482542013466442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2209482542013466442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/bobbleheads.html' title='The Bobbleheads'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOtiXxfoXoM/TvP31-5IyCI/AAAAAAAABpo/c4fS1lxxZVI/s72-c/S1050075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-651500807224780980</id><published>2011-12-22T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:00:11.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I spent 24 hours in New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank y'all so much for the prayers and sweet comments after the passing of my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to make a very quick trip to New York so I could say good-bye.  I went to Houston and spent the night with some friends on Saturday night and flew out Sunday morning at 7:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing says good morning like a full body scan. Actually it wasn't bad and it took less than 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunts services was beautiful and she had a ton of friends and old co-workers come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this next part is said in the very best New York accent...."So you're the niece from Texas? Your Aunt loved you and your boys. R1 and R2 were the light of her light. She talked about you all often." Notice I typed you all and y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, that sentence brought me great comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected at the graveside services my daddy caved. Nothing can bring a daughter to tears quicker than seeing her daddy cry. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service we went out to eat at this great diner, The Blue Bay cafe. It was fabulous. There was much laughter as we sat around the table which was good for our hurting hearts. My cousin's husband kept saying, insert New York accent again, "forget about it!" I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning was quick as I had a flight to catch back to Houston at 1:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this. I flew out Continental and each flight took off on time and even landed early. The flight attendants were all very nice and helpful. And no Continental Airlines did not pay me to say this but I wouldn't turn down some kind of airline travel voucher if they wanted to throw one my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess being in New York for 24 hours rubbed off me a little, because when we landed in Houston and we were getting of the plane, I was walking behind a Continental rep pushing and elder lady in a wheel chair. When got to the end of the rope section and we stopped. And some woman behind me said in a very ugly tone, "COME ON! KEEP IT MOVING! GET GOING!" I took one step slightly to the right where she could see past me. She said, "Oh I'm sorry." And my reply was..."You should be! I hope you have a Merry Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you take the girl out of Texas for a while but you can't take Texas out of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be posting every day, not that I did that anyway. But it's Christmas break and I want to spend some time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get back on here before, I hope each of you have a Merry Christmas and remember why we celebrate. Jesus is truly the reason for the season. &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/2089325298392397752-651500807224780980?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/651500807224780980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=651500807224780980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/651500807224780980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/651500807224780980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/i-spent-24-hours-in-new-york.html' title='I spent 24 hours in New York'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8062096992237625735</id><published>2011-12-21T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T07:00:10.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>Master Hubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This past Saturday Hubs graduated with his Masters degree in Educational Technology Leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a loooong eighteen months with many hours spent in front of the computer. Like 8-10 hours each Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did it and the boys and I couldn't be more proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Hubs, oops sorry, Master Hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8uja1B5iiI/TvEzGBgDW0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/BS17A4r6YJU/s1600/S1050055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8uja1B5iiI/TvEzGBgDW0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/BS17A4r6YJU/s200/S1050055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688383982920751938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8062096992237625735?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8062096992237625735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8062096992237625735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8062096992237625735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8062096992237625735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/master-hubs.html' title='Master Hubs'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8uja1B5iiI/TvEzGBgDW0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/BS17A4r6YJU/s72-c/S1050055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4488242637400354276</id><published>2011-12-15T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:28:26.739-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Immortality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At some point in our adult lives we feel as if the people we love will live forever. That they will always be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this way about my several of my loved one. My dad, my in-laws, my aunt and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was reminded we are not immortal. My sweet aunt passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a roller coaster of emotions. One minute I'm laughing the next I'm missing her so much it hurts. She drove me slap crazy sometimes but I loved her big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out from my cousin that my aunt, cousin and her husband were going to come surprise us for Christmas. Instead I'm in the process of working everything out so I can get to New York for her funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt was here in Texas two years ago. She came for 5 days and looking back was it was the best 5 days. She cherished her time here as did we. But she really enjoyed R2. He was always talking to her and giving her hugs and kisses. She talked about him for weeks after she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was here she got to see R1 play a few baseball games. My parents even came in from Houston to visit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped this photo of my dad and aunt. It's one of my favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686361561285205394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oduQ2mPw9us/TuoDtlzXHZI/AAAAAAAABpA/OUTDiLR41pE/s200/S1051579.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you Aunt Phyllis and I will miss you terribly, but I will see you again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4488242637400354276?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4488242637400354276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4488242637400354276' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4488242637400354276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4488242637400354276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/immortality.html' title='Immortality'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oduQ2mPw9us/TuoDtlzXHZI/AAAAAAAABpA/OUTDiLR41pE/s72-c/S1051579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6223620061286378954</id><published>2011-12-13T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T07:00:05.294-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Winter Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This song was sung at our Christmas musical this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it. And the girl who sang it did a beautiful job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the original song by Chris Tomlin featuring Audrey Assad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xpHiAmL8-b0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6223620061286378954?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6223620061286378954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6223620061286378954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6223620061286378954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6223620061286378954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/winter-snow.html' title='Winter Snow'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xpHiAmL8-b0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5932201948588820749</id><published>2011-12-12T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:00:17.902-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>I'm baaaaack...maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I know, I know, I'm sorry. I've been MIA for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been quite busy and this blog has taken a direct hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some pretty strict deadlines to meet at work. (Thank goodness they only come around three times a year.) We had our Christmas musical this past weekend at church. My dad came to visit and watch the boys in the musical. My friend Beth and I were in charge of A Taste of Christmas after the musical. And that is no small under taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to set up the room, tables and chairs. Decorate each table and the set up a table to plates, napkins, and utensils. And set up another table for drinks and coffee. And once the evening was over, dismantle all of it and clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend, Hubs graduates from college with his Masters. I'm so proud of him I could just bust! I'll blog about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after graduation we are going to lunch with his family and then everyone is coming over to our house to have Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest all I really want to do right now is sit down in the recliner and put my feet up. I hope y'all have a great Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5932201948588820749?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5932201948588820749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5932201948588820749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5932201948588820749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5932201948588820749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/im-baaaaackmaybe.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaack...maybe'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1369809093326383842</id><published>2011-12-07T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:00:05.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Our tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I love to pull down all of the boxes full of our Christmas decorations. But my very favorite boxes are the ones with all of the tree decorations. It's like a mini celebration all in its self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my special ornaments, like the one from our first year of marriage and our one year anniversary. The boys first Christmas. The count down ornament. The picture ornaments the boys have made me every year since pre-school. and of course the Rudolph's made from their foot and hand prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love to decorate the tree. I always had to find the perfect spot for each ornament. A few years ago, I let the boys decorate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; the tree. I told them to have it and the only requirement was one ornament per branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally my OCD would go straight into overdrive I spent the better part of that day in the back of the house waiting till they were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, they did a fabulous job. As a matter of fact it was so good they get to decorate the tree every year now. I only put on four of my special ornaments and the angel on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the finished tree....beautiful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOUsh4SpReU/Tt7MG3Z0tPI/AAAAAAAABo0/QhrcvtFeNwo/s1600/310409_2277068128181_1293067941_32003209_1047440209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOUsh4SpReU/Tt7MG3Z0tPI/AAAAAAAABo0/QhrcvtFeNwo/s200/310409_2277068128181_1293067941_32003209_1047440209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683204198111687922" 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/2089325298392397752-1369809093326383842?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1369809093326383842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1369809093326383842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1369809093326383842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1369809093326383842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/our-tree.html' title='Our tree'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOUsh4SpReU/Tt7MG3Z0tPI/AAAAAAAABo0/QhrcvtFeNwo/s72-c/310409_2277068128181_1293067941_32003209_1047440209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2256776366199266302</id><published>2011-12-05T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:00:00.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Oh the craziness has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think we all feel the so called Christmas crunch this time of year. Where our calendar becomes so full of things to do and we get so busy we begin to feel the season slipping away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try my best to limit my commits and what I say yes to, but this year it seems as if things just keep coming at me. And I know this weekend was just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems 24 hours each day just wasn't enough. Saturday felt as if I just ran from here to there. For some reason I woke up right at 6am and couldn't go back to sleep. So after an hour of tossing and turning, I got up and got dressed and then went and got donuts for breakfast. R1 had a friend spend the night Friday night and I figured quick and easy would be the best way go. R2 spent the night at a friends house Friday night and he needed to be picked up by 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Beth and I had to go and buy all of the supplies for the Taste of Christmas at our church next weekend. We spent the rest of the afternoon going to Sams, Party City, Hobby Lobby, and the Dollar Store. I kinda felt a flash back from last weekend as we spent the entire day shopping on Black Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't walk in the door until 5:30 and I still hadn't even been to HEB. Once again I took the easy way, and we went out to dinner and then as a family went to HEB. *Note to self, go grocery shopping when you are full, nothing sounds good, and you only get what is on your list.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was more of the same busy schedule. Church, birthday party, Christmas musical rehearsal, set up tables for Taste of Christmas after church, and then dinner some where in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I tell you we got some rain. It was close to 3 inches. the sound of the rain Sunday morning was simply wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be more of the same as I have several things to do during the week. Friday night is dress rehearsal for our Christmas musical. Saturday early afternoon we are having Christmas with my family and then it's the first night of the musical. Sunday is the second performance, and the following Hubs graduates with masters degree. (more on that later) and after graduation we are going out to lunch and the Hubs' side of the family is coming back to our house to have Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I told you, the craziness has begun. sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-2256776366199266302?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2256776366199266302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2256776366199266302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2256776366199266302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2256776366199266302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/oh-craziness-has-begun.html' title='Oh the craziness has begun'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5096389330410905439</id><published>2011-12-01T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:29:39.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Smokin' hot wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK &lt;a href="http://www.amuslovesbutch.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;, here you go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our nightly prayers R2 ended his prayer by thanking God for his smoking hot wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK R2 is 6 and he's definitely not married. All though he does have a crush on my 23 year old student worker at my office. She's blonde, and cute, and sweet. He is just smitten with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in R2 defense, his daddy, Hubs, played a video from You Tube where the person leading the prayer got a little to enthusiastic and then it was redone with Songify, which basically makes it sound like something done by T-Pain using Auto Tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, you be the judge. Boogity Boogity Boogity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BZnDt2wEFjk" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5096389330410905439?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5096389330410905439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5096389330410905439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5096389330410905439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5096389330410905439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/12/smokin-hot-wife.html' title='Smokin&apos; hot wife'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BZnDt2wEFjk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-485965770087157293</id><published>2011-11-29T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:00:03.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>The big fat poloma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Every night at bedtime I go in and pray with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really started it as a way to get them comfortable praying openly. I know one day, and it has already happened to R1, they will be asked to pray in Sunday School, or church camp, and so on. But I have gotten so much more out of it than they will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while R2 was praying and thanking God for the day and for certain things he thanked God for Hubs receiving his big fat poloma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs graduates in a few short weeks with his masters degree. I haven't really mentioned it yet because 1. I wanted to dedicate an entire post to him and 2. we were waiting for his final grade to be posted and it was finally posted last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was just to darn cute listening to R2 pray for his daddy. I really should break out the video camera and record him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also prayed for something else and it was freaking hilarious, but that is a post for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-485965770087157293?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/485965770087157293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=485965770087157293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/485965770087157293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/485965770087157293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/big-fat-poloma.html' title='The big fat poloma'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1099887214096672936</id><published>2011-11-28T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:00:01.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Oh my aching feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Ours ended up being pretty quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Beth, Alex, and I went on our annual Black Friday shopping extravaganza. I set the alarm for 4:35AM. Yes you read that right, 4:35AM. And the truth is I hit the snooze button, twice. Once I got up and got moving I was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the three of us left my house 5:40AM and our first stop was Exxon gas station by my house to get a large dose of caffeine in BIG styrofoam cup filled with Cherry Coke. Some of us even purchase a package of cinnamon rolls. Just to clarify, that would not be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was on to Target. We got there and the parking lot wasn't even packed. There was also an abundance of shopping carts. Once in the store it was more of the same. We moved among the aisles freely. Not bumping into anyone or anything. It was very different from last year. Last year we couldn't even move. And to check out there was a line and it was snaked up and down the HBA (health and beauty aids) aisles. This year I got what I needed and we walked right up to a check out line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to the cashier, our suspicions were correct. All of the crazies were out at midnight when the store opened. Next it was on to Best Buy. I needed to get Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 and 2 for R1. Best Buy had them on sale for $4.99 and $6.99. Target had them for $14.99 each. And I also needed to look for a cheap MP3 player for R2. My dad was going to buy him and iPod Shuffle but I was afraid he would break it and I didn't want to cough up the $50.00 to replace it. So we'll see how this works out. On a side note, I strongly dislike Best Buy. I have never had a good experience, except the time they gave us the whole entire Rock Band package and we only ordered the disc and when I took it back to tell them, they insisted I had the correct stuff. So basically we spent $60.00 for a package worth $200.00. But that is another story and I think I even blogged about it when it happened 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show you how correct I am. I asked the sale guy to show me the cheapest MP3 players they had. He walks me to the other side of the aisle and says this is all we have and this one is $25.00. I say thank you, but I'll keep looking. Hubs had told me their website had one for $14.99 and that is what I really wanted. And guess what, the sales guy was wrong because I walked around the aisle again and found an MP3 for $20.00. So obviously it was NOT the cheapest one they had. I grabbed it up and put it in my cart and headed for the check out. Once again the shopping fairies were shinning on me, no wait to check out. Walked up and heard the magic words... I can help the next customer in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know post had become rather long so I'll get on with it. Here is a list of the other stores we hit while shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Dillard&lt;br /&gt;American Eagle&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie&lt;br /&gt;Forever XXI&lt;br /&gt;JC Penney&lt;br /&gt;Macy's&lt;br /&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;br /&gt;Radio Shack&lt;br /&gt;Gap&lt;br /&gt;Bealls&lt;br /&gt;Wet Seal&lt;br /&gt;Ya-Ya Club&lt;br /&gt;Children's Place&lt;br /&gt;Kohl's&lt;br /&gt;Dress Barn&lt;br /&gt;JoAnn's&lt;br /&gt;Hobby Lobby&lt;br /&gt;Party City&lt;br /&gt;Pier One&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Carnival&lt;br /&gt;Bed Bath and Beyond&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Kroger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;By the time we hit Kroger my feet had given out some where between Dress Barn and Bed Bath and Beyond. I even had on tennis shoes. They were throbbing and in much need of a pedicure. Really more like a foot massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to hit Kroger because Beth needed a few staples, such as sausage biscuits, dog food, coffee, milk, orange juice, coffee cake, and paper towels. And while I was pursuing the aisles with her I spotted something Hubs loves and I have been unable to find for quiet sometime. IBC Black Cherry drinks. Kroger had 4 cases and I showed some restraint and only purchased 2 cases. Mind you there are only 6 in a case, so I walked out with a total of 12 small glass bottles. But he was deliriously happy when I sent him a picture of the case on the store shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we left Kroger and pulled back into my drive way we had been gone 13 hours. Not our record for shopping, but pretty darn close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day and I made a huge dent in my shopping. I only have two things left to get. Not to shabby. Oh and guess what else, I spent part of Sunday wrapping everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And just in case you were wondering, I spend the entire day on Saturday, sitting on my butt watching TV and resting my feet. They were still throbbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1099887214096672936?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1099887214096672936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1099887214096672936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1099887214096672936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1099887214096672936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/oh-my-aching-feet.html' title='Oh my aching feet'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6497794898998146146</id><published>2011-11-22T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:00:12.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving break part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The laundry fairies came over to my house yesterday. Well not really. Hubs and the boys washed, dried, folded, and put away all of our laundry. And that is no small feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down side...On Sunday I had washed the sheets and blanket that go on our bed and then Cookie decided to throw up on them yesterday. So my entire bedding right down to the mattress pad had to be re-washed.  But I guess on the bright side of things my entire bedroom now smells like Tide Sport with Febreze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also since my peeps are out of school I have decided to take a break from blogging and spend time with them. I'll be back on Monday since I am sure I will have some Black Friday Shopping adventure to tell you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope each of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6497794898998146146?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6497794898998146146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6497794898998146146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6497794898998146146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6497794898998146146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/thanksgiving-break-part-ii.html' title='Thanksgiving break part II'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4726514433699641291</id><published>2011-11-21T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T07:00:07.435-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving break 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'm excited. No schedule for the next week! No getting up at the butt crack of dawn. No lunches to pack. And one of the best things...no bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the boys and I are snuggling and watching Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, the girls and I went and saw Breaking Dawn Pt. 1 Saturday afternoon. (how's that for transition?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soooooo good. I don't know how I'm going to wait until next year for the second one to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's everyone doing for the Thanksgiving Holiday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4726514433699641291?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4726514433699641291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4726514433699641291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4726514433699641291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4726514433699641291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/thanksgiving-break-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving break 2011'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7623309018903892123</id><published>2011-11-17T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:00:01.849-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Y'all know we are in an education budget crunch right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that comes cut backs and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things Hubs' school district decided to cut last year before renewing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt; contract was their longevity pay. The school district would pay their employees "X" number of dollars for every year they worked there. They would always pay in one lump sum and always the first Monday in December. It was a nice Christmas bonus to add what we had already saved during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school district didn't really didn't stop the program but decided to suspend it until the financial situation improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night the school district had their monthly board meeting and decided that since the money they had budgeted for longevity pay was still sitting in the account, they would go ahead and give the teachers their pay, just like they have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs received and email late Monday from the Superintendent telling him about this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an unexpected blessing and Christmas will be a little merrier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7623309018903892123?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7623309018903892123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7623309018903892123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7623309018903892123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7623309018903892123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/unexpected-blessing.html' title='Unexpected Blessing'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8208296061779772028</id><published>2011-11-16T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:36:15.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Dobble Dobble Dobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQ2DEDxXIc/TsMV8base1I/AAAAAAAABog/v73zDFUqCpY/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQ2DEDxXIc/TsMV8base1I/AAAAAAAABog/v73zDFUqCpY/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675404083313015634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Dobble Dobble Dobble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big and flat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When R2 was 3 three this is how he said that poem. it's supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gobble Gobble Gobble, who said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Turkey, big and fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it was cute then and I still think it's cute now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8208296061779772028?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8208296061779772028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8208296061779772028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8208296061779772028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8208296061779772028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/dobble-dobble-dobble.html' title='Dobble Dobble Dobble'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQ2DEDxXIc/TsMV8base1I/AAAAAAAABog/v73zDFUqCpY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1097432725694334375</id><published>2011-11-14T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:00:03.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Beep Beep Beep it's 5:00AM and the alarm is going off. I hit the snooze button three more times before I get up. My day has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower, make-up, get dressed. Wake up Hubs and the boys. It's now 6:30AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get dressed and I make their breakfast and then their lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00AM I tell them to get finish up and go brush their teeth, they are going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRY!! GET YOUR BACKPACKS AND DON'T FORGET TO PUT ON YOUR SHOES! I love you. Do good on your test. Have a great day and learn something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 7:20AM and I am running out the door myself. Trying to get to work on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00AM. Work and school for the next eight hours and some where in there, lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:15PM school is out. Boys are happy, it's play time! Next it's 5:00PM and I'm on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs has been home and is cooking dinner. It's 6:00PM and we sit down to eat as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the rush of homework, clean up dinner dishes, bath time, reading time, and then TV time. It's 8:00PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00PM Prayer time and bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometime between now and 10:00PM it's my time. To relax, wash clothes, watch TV, or just talk with Hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep Beep Beep....it's 5:00AM again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1097432725694334375?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1097432725694334375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1097432725694334375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1097432725694334375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1097432725694334375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/day.html' title='A Day'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3930274954683875491</id><published>2011-11-11T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:00:08.438-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Veteran's Day 11-11-11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today is Veterans Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not forget the reason we celebrate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember all of the soldiers past and present who fought to give us our freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who gave their lives and the families they left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones on the front lines now who are missing their spouses and families and in return they are missing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember the past wars so that we may not repeat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us just remember what this day means for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see a soldier today, thank them, hug them, shake their hand, because they deserve so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3930274954683875491?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3930274954683875491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3930274954683875491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3930274954683875491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3930274954683875491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/veterans-day-11-11-11.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day 11-11-11'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3935480507804153569</id><published>2011-11-10T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T07:00:28.770-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>Fourth Grade Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I remember growing up and reading &lt;a href="http://www.judyblume.com/"&gt;Judy Blume&lt;/a&gt; books. I couldn't get enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were my favorites. I seriously don't think I can pick just one. But my very first Judy Blume book was Tales of the Fourth Grade Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some time back while I was looking for something Judy Blume related, I found this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fourthgradenothing.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Grade Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is like taking a trip back to my childhood. She is constantly putting up items from back in the 70's and 80's. Such at Tupperware Toys, Water Ring Toss, and Tang Instant Breakfast Drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have know idea where she gets her stuff from, but I'm loving the trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbie Camper, Play-Doh Barber Shop, Pac-Man, Fashion Plates, Roly Poly Chime Ball from Fisher Price, CHiPs, and numerous other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check her site out. You will be there for hours scrolling through her archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3935480507804153569?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3935480507804153569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3935480507804153569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3935480507804153569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3935480507804153569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/fourth-grade-nothing.html' title='Fourth Grade Nothing'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3293074986585424103</id><published>2011-11-08T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:00:05.962-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A list if you will of things I'm thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gracious and loving God. Who forgives me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful family who I love with my every being. They may not always like me but they always love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A roof over my head with A/C or heat. A bed to sleep in. And food in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful in-laws. I truly love them and I am so blessed by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great friends who would drop everything if I called them and said I needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous husband who loves to cook! Thanks goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband who will be done with his masters course work in two days and will graduate in December with a masters degree in Educational Technology Leadership!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful I live in a country where at any given moment I can pray. Pray out loud if I want. Worship my Lord and Savior openly and safely. Not having to hid in fear for reading His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing...thankful for bloggy friends who still read and leave me sweet comments, even if I don't leave them comments everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3293074986585424103?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3293074986585424103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3293074986585424103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3293074986585424103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3293074986585424103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7797250505824222885</id><published>2011-11-07T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T07:00:12.206-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>A poem for Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh Fall weather where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for cooler temperatures now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've eaten some gumbo and some chili&lt;br /&gt;With out the cold weather it sure seems silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over humid and the heat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of wearing flip flops on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like some rain, maybe even some ice.&lt;br /&gt;Sweaters and boots would sure be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall foliage colors are so pretty&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to make this sound witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now leave you with this to say,&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7797250505824222885?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7797250505824222885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7797250505824222885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7797250505824222885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7797250505824222885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/poem-for-fall.html' title='A poem for Fall'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3692927834214795511</id><published>2011-11-04T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T07:00:11.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>White Trash Dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I saw this dip recipe on Pinterest  a while back and I have been looking for a good excuse to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I really need a good excuse to make dip but it sounded good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are throwing a co-worker a bridal shower at work and you would not believe the emails I got when they say I had signed up for something called "White Trash Dip". My co-workers were wanting to know exactly what White Trash Dip was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 packages cream cheese - softened&lt;br /&gt;1 package bacon, cooked and crumbled&lt;br /&gt;1 15oz can of chili&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;4-5 green onions - optional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooke bacon and crumble. Mix all ingredients in a large mixing bowl.  Then spread into a pie plate and bake at 350 for 20 minutes. Serve with tortilla chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlYdWsUEP0A/TrNZLz3yodI/AAAAAAAABoI/TyMcy1rLuFY/s1600/S1052977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlYdWsUEP0A/TrNZLz3yodI/AAAAAAAABoI/TyMcy1rLuFY/s200/S1052977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670974415227232722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And it's oh so yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3692927834214795511?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3692927834214795511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3692927834214795511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3692927834214795511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3692927834214795511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/white-trash-dip.html' title='White Trash Dip'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlYdWsUEP0A/TrNZLz3yodI/AAAAAAAABoI/TyMcy1rLuFY/s72-c/S1052977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4648188960547688907</id><published>2011-11-02T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:16:23.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Super Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Friday night at the high school football game one of our local stations had the football announcer make an announcement (yeah OK that just sounds dumb to me. What else would an announcer do, make the donuts?) that they were looking for a fan with the most spirit and to meet them down on the track if they thought they had what it took to be a "super fan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my shy child, NOT, R2 asked if he could go down on the track and talk to her. I told him yes and I walked him down to be interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And low and behold they put my sweet baby on the news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did very well. I would put the link up but the TV station is very sporadic when it comes to stuff like this.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Maybe this is why we don't normally watch said TV station.)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any way here is the monologue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV girl (TVG): Hi, What is your name? R2: R2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: How old are you? R2: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: Who are you rooting for? R2: The _______. (He did say the name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: Why are you cheering for them? R2: Because they're our best team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: What's your favorite part about football? R2: Gettin' a touch down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: Do you have a touchdown dance? R2: He shakes his head no. TVG: Do you want to make one up with me? R2: NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVG: Do you cheer up in the stands: R2 Yes! TVG: What do you say when you cheer? R2: GO ----!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was to cute! And the best part was we were home to watch. The TVG said it would be on after news but the world series was going on and they wouldn't show the news till it was over. Lets just say they finally showed the clip at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the station doesn't put it up soon. I might just have to resort to playing the clip and recording it with my phone and then posting it. Just sayin'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4648188960547688907?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4648188960547688907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4648188960547688907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4648188960547688907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4648188960547688907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/11/super-fan.html' title='Super Fan'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3650619716044888698</id><published>2011-10-31T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T07:00:01.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Sports'/><title type='text'>Friday night was a blur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well The Rangers didn't win the World Series. But I'm sure y'all knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pumped after we scored 2 runs to make it 2 to 0. But alas the baseball Gods were not on our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded several apps on my phone to make sure I was covered. I wanted to know what was going on play by play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even shared my baseball knowledge with a friend of mine. He was rooting for The Rangers to or else I hate to say it, he would have been out of luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say I was excited for Lance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Berkman&lt;/span&gt;. If anyone deserves to have a World Series ring, it's him. Watching him after the game was almost worth the Rangers losing. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much going on Friday night. World Series game 7, pregame football activities-aka Senior Night, and half time performance. All the seniors involved in Friday night activities get escorted on to the field by their parents. I have a great picture of my friend Beth, her husband, and their son, Nick, but my computer does not want to cooperate with me right now. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even have a few pictures of R1 and his halftime performance. Which by the way he did great. I was one proud mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that's all I've got since I still can't get the pictures to load. I hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3650619716044888698?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3650619716044888698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3650619716044888698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3650619716044888698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3650619716044888698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/friday-night-was-blur.html' title='Friday night was a blur'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7553306232448273619</id><published>2011-10-28T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:28:57.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>What the heck just happened Rangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;OK I'm going to be honest. It' late or early depending on how you look at it. It's 12:07am and my head is killing me. I've been up since 5:30am on Thursday. And the Rangers just lost game 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick over this fact and the fact I won't be able to watch the game tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R1 is performing with the Jr High band at the varsity football game tomorrow night. And it's senior night and Beth's son is a senior and she and her husband have to escort him onto field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that I will be listening to it live on ESPN radio since Hubs has downloaded an app to my phone and I will be updating my Facebook status accordingly from my phone. But I am seriously thinking of bringing my laptop to the football game. Yes I know I have a sickness. Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it's raining (finally) I'm off to bed. Because everyone knows when it's raining it makes the best sleeping weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;G&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; R&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7553306232448273619?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7553306232448273619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7553306232448273619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7553306232448273619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7553306232448273619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/what-heck-just-happened-rangers.html' title='What the heck just happened Rangers'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-909063865215578054</id><published>2011-10-27T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T07:00:00.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>Postponed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Well I'm totally bummed out the World Series game 6 got postponed till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, who postpones the World Series. Hello can you say rain-delay not postponement. I guess I'm thankful they put it off till tomorrow and did not just rain delay the game. I might have been up watching till 1 or 2 in the morning. That would definitely not make for a good morning in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rangers and Cardinals were off yesterday and last night I was sitting in the recliner going back and forth deciding do I watch TV or play on Facebook. TV won out, but there really wasn't much on. I did however get caught up a few DVR'd shows. I'm sure my DVR is thanking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 6. Thursday night. In St. Louis. 7:05PM Central Standard Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; R&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-909063865215578054?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/909063865215578054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=909063865215578054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/909063865215578054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/909063865215578054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/postponed.html' title='Postponed'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6481223106567770042</id><published>2011-10-26T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:39:17.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Game 5 and some food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;WOO HOO, the Rangers won game 5!!! I know y'all are up set about me not blogging about game 5 but I have to admit, I was just to tired. The game wore me out! All I can say is Mike Napoli is having one heck of series. He's on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 6 Wednesday night in St. Louis. LETS GO RANGERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK on to the food part. Sunday I have no idea what got into me but I wanted to cook. Cook like good food. So I went to the best food source I know. PINTEREST. Yes the same site I told y'all about last month. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there were a few recipes that I had "liked or pinned"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First recipe on the list was Parmesan Knots. You can go &lt;a href="http://realmomkitchen.com/609/easy-parmesan-knots/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the recipe. But here are a few pictures of my finished product. These didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQdtN7jtjZ0/TqdxpICnTTI/AAAAAAAABmg/Ve6nsMqyGaM/s1600/S1052937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667623607416081714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQdtN7jtjZ0/TqdxpICnTTI/AAAAAAAABmg/Ve6nsMqyGaM/s200/S1052937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ltOuF4E6-44/Tqdxod1UzXI/AAAAAAAABmU/awog_QaDQZw/s1600/S1052940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667623596086054258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ltOuF4E6-44/Tqdxod1UzXI/AAAAAAAABmU/awog_QaDQZw/s200/S1052940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pF_P9fN40m0/TqdxpjYeIsI/AAAAAAAABms/jGaucT6iDZ4/s1600/S1052945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667623614755513026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pF_P9fN40m0/TqdxpjYeIsI/AAAAAAAABms/jGaucT6iDZ4/s200/S1052945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I made shrimp and past with sun dried tomato cream sauce. I changed this recipe up just a bit. I added shrimp. Johnny Carino's makes this Spicy Shrimp and Chicken dish that is to die for and this is just a toned down version. And Hubs does not care for penne pasta very much so I used angel hair. You can go &lt;a href="http://www.verybestbaking.com/recipes/143190/Penne-Pasta-with-Sun-dried-Tomato-Cream-Sauce/detail.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for this recipe. It was fabulous!! I took left overs for lunch on Monday and it was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vABxl2Ln5HU/TqdxqdgcNeI/AAAAAAAABm4/Gf0_175GdZc/s1600/S1052951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667623630358197730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vABxl2Ln5HU/TqdxqdgcNeI/AAAAAAAABm4/Gf0_175GdZc/s200/S1052951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ4ajlM_SAE/TqdyMxEc9pI/AAAAAAAABnI/XGv4dkBXiW8/s1600/S1052955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667624219725067922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ4ajlM_SAE/TqdyMxEc9pI/AAAAAAAABnI/XGv4dkBXiW8/s200/S1052955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fenUXZjnbQ4/TqdyNBSPOgI/AAAAAAAABnU/_sxKtDT_yi8/s1600/S1052958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667624224077855234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fenUXZjnbQ4/TqdyNBSPOgI/AAAAAAAABnU/_sxKtDT_yi8/s200/S1052958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally for dessert I picked out strawberries and angel food cake drizzled with chocolate sauce. I kinda doctored this recipe too. I cut the strawberries and cake into bite size pieces and then mixed them together in a small baking dish and then poured Hershey's chocolate sauce on them and put it in the fridge to chill. It's gone. No left overs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8UncEouVs4c/TqdzCpyz9TI/AAAAAAAABng/dzbYdAI6msw/s1600/S1052934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667625145484965170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8UncEouVs4c/TqdzCpyz9TI/AAAAAAAABng/dzbYdAI6msw/s200/S1052934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of these were a huge hit!! I see them again in our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and don't forget GO RANGERS!!&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/2089325298392397752-6481223106567770042?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6481223106567770042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6481223106567770042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6481223106567770042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6481223106567770042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/game-5-and-some-food.html' title='Game 5 and some food'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQdtN7jtjZ0/TqdxpICnTTI/AAAAAAAABmg/Ve6nsMqyGaM/s72-c/S1052937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-9171995652014354339</id><published>2011-10-24T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:00:07.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>World Series Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Yes interpeeps the Word Series is still going on. We are currently in game 4. Which is being played right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Hello my name is RRMAMA and yes I am addicted to baseball. World Series baseball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I won't even mention game 3. It was sad. So pitiful. I lost it after the call at first baseball. He was clearly out. And I know the call didn't make or break the game but it's just the point of the whole thing. HE WAS OUT! Hubs said he won't watch baseball with me anymore because I scream at the TV way to much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;OK moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;It's the bottom of the 7th and the score is 1-0 Rangers. I'm hoping we can hold them off to win this game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;On another note I made a few recipes from PINTEREST for dinner tonight. Parmesan knots, chicken with sun dried tomato sauce and fresh strawberries and angel food cake drizzled with chocolate sauce. It was YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I have pictures and all but you know the World Series is going on and I can't multi task this late in the day. And game 5 is tomorrow so I probably won't put them up then either. Just being honest. But as soon as we have break I will blog about it and put up the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;WOO HOO!! Mike Napoli just hit a three run homer to make the score 4-0 Rangers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;OK, I gotta go, this game is getting good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;GO RANGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;RANGERS WON!! 4-0 Shut our the Cardinals tonight! I'm super pumped!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-9171995652014354339?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/9171995652014354339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=9171995652014354339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/9171995652014354339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/9171995652014354339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/world-series-continues.html' title='World Series Continues'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6741878131701280154</id><published>2011-10-21T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:00:24.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>It's been a loooong game #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You know I'm not going to blog about anything but the World Series for the next few days. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;warnin&lt;/span&gt;' ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So game 2 is going on now and it's been scoreless until just recently. It's the top of 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and St. Louis scored in the bottom of the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; bring the score to 0-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been another great game and Elvis Andrus has had and amazing game! Two awesome plays that left me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the game is still going on....I'm outta here. Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO RANGERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;WOO HOO!!! RANGERS WON!!! Right down to the wire. 2-1. Next game Saturday in Arlington. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6741878131701280154?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6741878131701280154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6741878131701280154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6741878131701280154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6741878131701280154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/its-been-loooong-game-2.html' title='It&apos;s been a loooong game #2'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1510978922766570055</id><published>2011-10-20T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T07:00:18.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>A house divided</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WgjNJP4YeM/Tp-CYvNnXYI/AAAAAAAABl4/RirDonvyOnc/s1600/313769_2150024992182_1293067941_31932497_207002146_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WgjNJP4YeM/Tp-CYvNnXYI/AAAAAAAABl4/RirDonvyOnc/s200/313769_2150024992182_1293067941_31932497_207002146_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665390217757416834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yes folks it World Series time! I'm VERY happy. Those of you that know me know I have a deep love a baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Texas Rangers and St. Louis Cardinals are in the world series. First game is going on right now as type this. The score is 2 to 3 Cardinals. The Cardinals actually just scored to make it 2 to 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my house is very much divided for this world series. Me, I love my Astros but alas they are not in the series, which leave me to root for the team that is, the Texas Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs can not and I repeat CAN NOT stand the Rangers, so he is pulling for the Cardinals. And because Lance Berkman is playing for the Cardinals R1 is pulling for them as well. And well R2 he's gonna take his dad and brothers side so that really leaves just me cheering for the Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once the series is over the tape will come down and the house will be harmonious again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now GO RANGERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Rangers lost to the Cardinals tonight. 2-3. It was a great first game. I'm ready for game 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1510978922766570055?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1510978922766570055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1510978922766570055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1510978922766570055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1510978922766570055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/house-divided.html' title='A house divided'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WgjNJP4YeM/Tp-CYvNnXYI/AAAAAAAABl4/RirDonvyOnc/s72-c/313769_2150024992182_1293067941_31932497_207002146_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4737804774593087825</id><published>2011-10-18T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:09:54.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>Priscilla who....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By now the three of you that read this blog know I have been doing a bible study called Jonah, Navigating A Life Interrupted by Priscilla &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shirer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks backs during our lesson, Priscilla, like how I act like we are on a first name basis, was talking about having an argument with your spouse but it really wasn't a full blown argument. But it wasn't just a little spat either. She called these "HEATED FELLOWSHIP".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it! It sounded perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the bible study I came home and told Hubs about our new term for our discussions, heated fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed and then said, "So does Priscilla go to our church? And if so, where does she sit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I wish she went to our church!! Second, Hubs has only being going to our church for the past 27 years. And our church is in our small community and he knows everyone in our church. That is unless you are visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Priscilla, If you ever visit Southeast Texas, let me know. I'll be sure to introduce Hubs. And remember, just act like you've been going to our church forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4737804774593087825?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4737804774593087825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4737804774593087825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4737804774593087825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4737804774593087825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/priscilla-who.html' title='Priscilla who....'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2980916114238758644</id><published>2011-10-14T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:48:01.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Instead of usual blog post I thought I would just list a bunch of stuff that is running around in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. R1 is feeling better and went to school yesterday. He made it the entire day and then came home with a mountain of home work. Thank goodness we got some of his class work the other day. 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade work comes in P-I-L-E-S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rangers lost. I'm not happy. But we have 2 more games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A sweet friend suddenly lost her husband two weeks ago. I haven't really wanted to talk about it but she and her son have been on my mind constantly. Her name is Stella and her son is Trent. If you wouldn't mind saying a little prayer for them that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. R1 has his first school dance this weekend. I might have told him a fib about him having to go for student council and then changed my mind and he still wants to go as long as his friends are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;5. After dinner last night R2 was showing R1 how to do the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Macarena&lt;/span&gt;. Totally funny since that craze was so over with by the time he was born and R2 is 4 1/2 yrs younger than R1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Also later when R2 was laying in bed, pitching a fit, it sounded like a growling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wooly&lt;/span&gt; mammoth was having a wrestling fight. I wish I would have taped him. It was good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, our football stadium will be "pinked out" for tonight's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.I don't really have anything else, I just couldn't end on an odd number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-2980916114238758644?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2980916114238758644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2980916114238758644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2980916114238758644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2980916114238758644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1261172628332463469</id><published>2011-10-12T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T10:16:28.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>The sickness of 2011 has returned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;To start off, I was typing the title for the post and I put "The sickness of 2001 has returned". Really, I can't remember what I did last week, so how am I supposed to remember a sickness from 2001. If I was blogging back then I'm sure I could look it up, but alas I was not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;OK moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Sickness has returned to our house. R1 is looks just so PIT-TI-FUL! He started feeling bad late Sunday night. Saying his stomach and head hurt. And his cheeks were flush. I took his temperature and gave him some Advil. Also, there has been a nasty stomach virus going around his school and I was just waiting for it to hit our house. I was following him around with a lined trash can, don't judge. I'd rather be able to pull a bag out of what we call in our house, the vomit can, than clean up my floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I can say now the stomach bug did not it our house but a sinus infection followed by a secondary infection has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;R1 stayed home from school Monday. He ran a low temperature all day and I kept him pretty well medicated. So when he woke up yesterday and his fever was 100.8, I medicated him again and sent him to school. I know I get "Mom Of The Year" for that one. But he said he felt OK. I figured that once he got moving and in his school routine he would be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;WRONG! He made it exactly 8.4 seconds in first period before asking to go see the nurse. Where she promptly took his temperature and it read 101.3. See I told you 'Mom Of The Year". He called me at work to come and pick him up. While on my way to get him I redeemed part of my mom status by calling the doctor and making him an appointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Here is where I must say I love our pediatrician. I don't really like giving him my money, but he and his staff are wonderful!! Dr. H is fantastic. We never feel like a number and he always takes his time with us. He never rushes or pushes us out the door. He has the best bedside manner. We have been going to him ever since R1 was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Dr. H does the question and answer thing and then the exam thing. Saying he has a secondary infection and is now placing R1 on a 5 day antibiotic along with breathing treatments so his cough will continue to loosen and not turn into croup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: I took the boys for well visits to the ear, nose, and throat doctor last week. R2 was perfect and R1 had a sinus infection. This does not surprise me. Hello we live in Southeast Texas and it's been so dry and the ragweed is running around rampant in the air, hence R1's first infection. Dr. J gave us two prescriptions to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my counter looks like an aisle at Walgreen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R1 is currently taking the following &lt;del&gt;drugs&lt;/del&gt; prescriptions/medications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nasonex, for those lovely Southeast Texas allergies&lt;br /&gt;2. Zyrtec, see #1 for reason&lt;br /&gt;3. Prednisone, to jump start the drying out of his nasal passages, only for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;4. Azithromycin, for the secondary infection&lt;br /&gt;5. Albuterol, to help with the coughing, really as needed&lt;br /&gt;6. Robitussin, for his coughing&lt;br /&gt;7. Advil or Tylenol as needed for fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See told you I have half of Walgreen's pharmacy department in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have completely redeemed my self as "Mom Of The Year". I stopped on our way home and got R1 some Wonton Soup from our favorite Chinese food place. And we snuggled on the couch and watched movies. I made sure he was comfortable and had all of his medication, on time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R1, I hope you are feeling better soon!! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1261172628332463469?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1261172628332463469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1261172628332463469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1261172628332463469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1261172628332463469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/sickness-of-2011-has-returned.html' title='The sickness of 2011 has returned'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7741721532131939571</id><published>2011-10-11T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:00:15.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>My life is interrupted by Gods divine intervention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So I've been gone from here for a few days, sorry. It's all been part of my life interrupted. I have seen God in the small moments, the divine intervention moments, but I am still trying to see him in the over all picture. How did someone else see God through my life's interruptions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems ever since one of my best friends, Beth, began this bible study by Priscilla Shirer, title Jonah, A Life Interrupted, it has been one thing after another for both of us. She even called me one day asking me if I thought she was crazy doing a study about life's interruptions. My reply was an immediate yes! I probably wouldn't have even given much thought to the interruptions if not magnified the daily lessons during the bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been interrupted by car trouble. Several car issues I might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list if you will.&lt;br /&gt;1. Brake light sensor was starting to go out and Hubs had to replace the part. Not to expensive and only took about 10 minutes to repair.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A BIG expensive repair. A sensor went out in my transmissions causing damage. Enough said, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;3. Got car back and front right fender area was making a chirping sound and the wheel was clicking. (I knew what that clicking sound meant. I had heard it before on Hubs' car, not good) The only thing was the car was not making these sound before it was repaired.&lt;br /&gt;4. Took car in on Thursday and they fixed all the issues. A loose bolt was causing all of the noises and if not fixed it would have lead to a broke CV joint. (hence the clicking sound I heard)&lt;br /&gt;5. Friday I went to leave for lunch and the battery was dead in my car. I know go ahead and say it. I did. UGH!!! So Saturday Hubs took the battery out of my car and back to the place where we purchased it two years earlier. They looked it up in their system and I purchased the battery on October 16, 2009 and Saturday was October 8, 2011. The business offers a two year warranty on their batteries. All I had to pay was a $3.00 state fee and I got a new battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the divine intervention in me having to bring the car back in. The repair was a warranty issue and didn't cost me anything but my time. I also see the divine intervention in the battery issue. Had it gone bad after the 16th I would have had to spend $80.00 to get a new battery instead of just $3.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hoping all of my car troubles are behind me. I think I have had enough character building experiencing with car trouble, but God may think other wise. We'll see. Through out all of this I have been praising Gods name. I have been thanking Him for the interruptions. I have been giving him all the glory He is so deserving of. I even got on my knees in my living room thanking Him for the warranty repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there will be many more interruptions during my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Maybe  it was me who was supposed to see God working. I know this was his way  of bringing me closer to Him. Maybe He wanted me to feel Him all around me, to see Him so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;All I know is this, my Lord and savior will be right next to me. Holding me, giving me strength, guiding me. comforting me, and showing me just how real He is during His divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7741721532131939571?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7741721532131939571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7741721532131939571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7741721532131939571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7741721532131939571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/my-life-is-interrupted-by-gods-divine.html' title='My life is interrupted by Gods divine intervention'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8393679288661836667</id><published>2011-10-05T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T07:30:02.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Dyslexia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;There I said it. I said Dyslexia or Dyslexic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, R2 is Dyslexic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a hard word for me to swallow. Kindergarten was supposed to be a wonderful year of learning and getting a good start for the beginning of great school career. To put it mildly, Kindergarten was a nightmare. While socially R2 was growing wonderfully but scholastically it was a daily struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the help of a wonderfully experienced Kindergarten teacher, at the end of the last school year we had R2 tested for Dyslexia. There were several factors during the school year that lead us to this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have him tested on our own because the school system in Texas does not test for Dyslexia until the end of First grade and I was not willing to wait that long. I had to step up and be the voice for my child. I had to step up and get him the help he needed now and not wait until he was so far behind and his self esteem plummeted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did research, and lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly is Dyslexia? I asked the same question. It's not just the reversal of letters or numbers in your head. It's so much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dyslexia is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;a broad term defining a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Learning_disability" title="Learning disability"&gt;learning disability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; that impairs a person's fluency or comprehension accuracy in being able to read,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="cite_ref-ninds1_0-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyslexia#cite_note-ninds1-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; and which can manifest itself as a difficulty with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phonological_awareness" title="Phonological awareness"&gt;phonological awareness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phonology" title="Phonology"&gt;phonological decoding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orthography" title="Orthography"&gt;orthographic coding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Working_memory" title="Working memory"&gt;auditory short-term memory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapid_automatized_naming" title="Rapid automatized naming"&gt;rapid naming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyslexia#cite_note-1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyslexia#cite_note-2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  Dyslexia is separate and distinct from reading difficulties resulting  from other causes, such as a non-neurological deficiency with vision or  hearing, or from poor or inadequate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reading_education" title="Reading education" class="mw-redirect"&gt;reading instruction.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(taken from Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;R2 has what is know as phonemic dyslexia. He has difficulty blending sounds to make words.  An example would be take the word MAT. We would sound out the letters M and A and T and then put them together to form the word. R2 doesn't have trouble with every word he tried to blend together but more often than not he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the summer R2 worked with a Dyslexic specialist, whom we call Gummy. At least that is what her grand children call her and she told R2 he could call her that as well. She was absolutely wonderful. I was so thankful we found her. The improvement just after the first session was amazing. We spent many days at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another bit of good news, R2's First grade teacher used to do what the schools call specialty pull out classes for reading before she became a certified teacher. His teacher is fantastic! She has been working on a few things with him already and the school year has just begun. Can you say prayers answered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago I never imagined I'd be writing this post. A year ago I thought my youngest child would go to school and learn everything just the way he was supposed to learn everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am telling you my child has dyslexia. I'm shouting it, MY CHILD HAS DYSLEXIA. In the worlds of my best friend, he's fixable. He's going to grow up and be OK. And while the road ahead is a long one and sometimes the bumps will feel more like I have just been pushed off a cliff, I know things are better and they are getting better. With the help from one awesome kindergarten teacher, a fabulous first grade teacher, Gummy, Hubs, and me R2 is and will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8393679288661836667?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8393679288661836667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8393679288661836667' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8393679288661836667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8393679288661836667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/dyslexia.html' title='Dyslexia'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5966063219565491248</id><published>2011-10-03T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T07:00:00.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>50th Anniversary of the little church in the woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This past weekend the church where Hubs and I attend celebrated it's 50th Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing celebration it was. What started out as the little church in the woods is now the big church in the small woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church has had seven pastors in the past 50 years and of the seven, four were present this weekend. How awesome it was to have them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many people in attendance this weekend. I was completely blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs has been attending the little church for 27 years, 14 of those years have been with me. I was baptized in this church and so was R1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful to catch up with everyone. I laughed so hard my sides ached and smiled so much my cheeks hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I love my church. I love my church family and friends. Our preachers wife is one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to have been a part of this weekend. God started this journey 50 years ago. I can't wait to see what else He has in store for the little church in the woods for the next 50 years and beyond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5966063219565491248?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5966063219565491248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5966063219565491248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5966063219565491248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5966063219565491248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/10/50th-anniversary-of-little-church-in.html' title='50th Anniversary of the little church in the woods'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6548779135936207438</id><published>2011-09-28T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T07:00:11.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Emma's Hope Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Earlier in the month I told y'all about &lt;a href="http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/emmas-hope.html"&gt;Emma's Hop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/emmas-hope.html"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;, the story of a friend who's daughter has acute aplastic anemia. And I figured it was time for an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma started her chemo treatments and had her bone marrow transplant, which was supplied by her brother, Mason. I actually saw Mason at the homecoming football game Friday night running around with friends and it warmed my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been doing so well. So well in fact the doctors are allowing them to move from the hospital to the "apartment house" which is less than 15 minutes away. They told her it would about 2-3 months after her transplant before this would happen. It's been 21 days. 21 DAYS!! And her white blood cell count went from 500 to 1310 yesterday. That's great news. She will have to wear a special mask when she leaves the hospital and goes to the apartment. She will also have to wear the mask when she leaves the apartment to go to doctors visits as well. But a house is better than a hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Emma agreed to let Cathy shave the rest of her hair off since it was falling out from the chemo. And being the strong mother Cathy is, she let Emma shave her hair off. Below are few pictures of the process and end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWHHtn4JeIY/ToJ7UIBmtmI/AAAAAAAABlg/i2Yod3BtCw8/s1600/302279_1801853425383_1811251854_1221593_771177810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWHHtn4JeIY/ToJ7UIBmtmI/AAAAAAAABlg/i2Yod3BtCw8/s200/302279_1801853425383_1811251854_1221593_771177810_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657219667612579426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Emma getting started on Cathy's hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bH1BBt2xFE/ToJ7UeTJNwI/AAAAAAAABlo/FSmz00wjrq8/s1600/318459_1801859105525_1811251854_1221599_2111534175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bH1BBt2xFE/ToJ7UeTJNwI/AAAAAAAABlo/FSmz00wjrq8/s200/318459_1801859105525_1811251854_1221599_2111534175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657219673591723778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The best picture of a mothers unconditional love for her child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELKmlF0kH5E/ToJ7Ugn4RTI/AAAAAAAABlw/79rKvVE5g7o/s1600/308019_1801858825518_1811251854_1221597_1481529795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELKmlF0kH5E/ToJ7Ugn4RTI/AAAAAAAABlw/79rKvVE5g7o/s200/308019_1801858825518_1811251854_1221597_1481529795_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657219674215564594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &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/2089325298392397752-6548779135936207438?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6548779135936207438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6548779135936207438' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6548779135936207438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6548779135936207438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/emmas-hope-update.html' title='Emma&apos;s Hope Update'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWHHtn4JeIY/ToJ7UIBmtmI/AAAAAAAABlg/i2Yod3BtCw8/s72-c/302279_1801853425383_1811251854_1221593_771177810_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8874822915353735070</id><published>2011-09-26T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:00:14.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>It was homcoming weekend and she was beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYa9Nrl_fc/Tn_o5Hb7wiI/AAAAAAAABlY/3zSjlqvwJQ4/s1600/320019_1956448921291_1544769871_31514333_1525992897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;This weekend was nothing but a big blur for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the homecoming football game. I would like to say we won, but lets just say the band did a great job and the homecoming court was beautiful and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday R2 had birthday party at 11am, and it was a swim party. When it was over we went home to change clothes and then head over to my friend Beth's house. Her daughter Alex, is the daughter I will never have. I love her to pieces. I had the privilege to do her hair and make up for the dance. Hair is so long and pretty. She wanted the messy side bun look and her hair was perfect for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got done over at Beth's house and according to R1 it took 4 hours but it was more like 3 1/2 but who's counting. I had to drop the boys off at home and run in to town. I had been promising R1 he could get a new video game and it finally came in and I had to pick it up. Then I had to go to HEB. We were out of all of the staples. Milk, eggs, lunch meat, Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream, and an A/C filter, don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs had been saying all day he was going to grill for dinner. He is one awesome cook when it comes to the grill. We usually grill 3-4 times a week. Anyway by the time I got done with the activities from Saturday and home from HEB, we didn't eat until around 8:45pm. But it was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church, laundry, NAP, laundry, church, dinner. Oh by the way did I tell you I took a nap. I love my Sunday afternoon naps. They are the best. The only bad thing is if I sleep longer than and hour, I'm up half the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I just had to show you a picture of my children. The boys and Alex. She is beautiful and those boys are just so darn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYa9Nrl_fc/Tn_o5Hb7wiI/AAAAAAAABlY/3zSjlqvwJQ4/s1600/320019_1956448921291_1544769871_31514333_1525992897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYa9Nrl_fc/Tn_o5Hb7wiI/AAAAAAAABlY/3zSjlqvwJQ4/s200/320019_1956448921291_1544769871_31514333_1525992897_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656495724947030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;On a side note I would have put up a picture of Alex and myself but I was so short standing next to her. Besides I love this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8874822915353735070?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8874822915353735070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8874822915353735070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8874822915353735070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8874822915353735070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/it-was-homcoming-weekend-and-she-was.html' title='It was homcoming weekend and she was beautiful'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYa9Nrl_fc/Tn_o5Hb7wiI/AAAAAAAABlY/3zSjlqvwJQ4/s72-c/320019_1956448921291_1544769871_31514333_1525992897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8104352598004896093</id><published>2011-09-22T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:30:02.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Oh love bugs, I do not love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Dear Love Bugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like the way you float around and linger in the air just long enough to make a mess of the front of my car while I am driving down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like how when I go for a walk you fly into my face and land in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like how you smell when you fly into my face and I go to swipe you out of the way and accidentally kill you. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly I do not like how you are always mating. Can't you find some where to land and take care of that. I do not like having to explain to my six year old, why you are stuck like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8104352598004896093?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8104352598004896093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8104352598004896093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8104352598004896093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8104352598004896093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/oh-love-bugs-i-do-not-love-you.html' title='Oh love bugs, I do not love you'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7820065529438322030</id><published>2011-09-20T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:31:42.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>14 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Hubs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;14 years, sometimes it seems so long ago and other times it seems like yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Thank you for being my rock and my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Thank you for giving me the most precious two boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Most of all, thank you for loving me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7820065529438322030?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7820065529438322030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7820065529438322030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7820065529438322030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7820065529438322030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/14-years-ago.html' title='14 years ago'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5694894823457157992</id><published>2011-09-19T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T07:00:06.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Nerd Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So it's homecoming week at our school. And every day is a "theme" day. The kids and teachers dress up to show support leading up to the football game on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday = Nerd Day&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday = Decade Day&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday = Broken Injury Day, (yes you read that right, broken injury day)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday = Spirit Day&lt;br /&gt;Friday = Favorite Sports Team Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is R1 ready for Nerd Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3O4m1hVcFU/Tna0lgeMLAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YC0ycn00MTs/s1600/S1052908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3O4m1hVcFU/Tna0lgeMLAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YC0ycn00MTs/s200/S1052908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653904938674957314" 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/2089325298392397752-5694894823457157992?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5694894823457157992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5694894823457157992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5694894823457157992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5694894823457157992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/nerd-day-2011.html' title='Nerd Day 2011'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3O4m1hVcFU/Tna0lgeMLAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YC0ycn00MTs/s72-c/S1052908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1193307007568148995</id><published>2011-09-16T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:30:02.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Divine Intervention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;OK so the new bible study I am doing talks about life's interruptions and how they are really divine intervention from God. And how divine intervention is really God's glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now this is what is going on in my world. A list if you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Car trouble. Transmission trouble to be exact. I have a friend who is a mechanic and is working on few things but I am waiting for his call back with a price. In the mean time we are borrowing my Uncles car. That was a prayer answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My hair dryer broke, well it wouldn't turn off. So I had to just pull it out of the wall. And I figure if it's still working why go buy another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hubs got an email earlier in the week and then forwarded it on to me as an FYI. To be honest contents bare not mentioning here but they caused an interruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My sweet Cookie dog is not feeling well. The whole family went for a walk and we took the dog. When she was doing her business, lets just say she has diarrhea and leave it at that. And last night she was sitting in my lap wrapped in a blanket with the shakes. I called one my best friends who is a Vet, my Vet, but she lives in another city, and she said Cookie probably has an upset stomach and to keep an eye on her but she probably needs to go to the vet if she isn't better in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these four things, huge, big, small, and minor have all caused life interruptions for me this week. And I'm seriously trying to see how they are really a divine intervention. I know God has all of these interruptions covered with His hand. I know some how some way this will affect someone and they will see just how wonderful our God is. How merciful, loving, and gracious He is. How He is the healer, provider, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sustainer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law always says that when troubled times come, God is building character in you. It is His way of drawing you closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So maybe someone will see how I turn to God during this time and how I lean on Him like my legs are broken and He has carried me completely and then they will think to themselves, something is missing in their life and they have been search for it and they realize it's God. And how just now she has shown me just how real God is. How her faith in Him is so strong that life's interruptions are really divine interventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1193307007568148995?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1193307007568148995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1193307007568148995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1193307007568148995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1193307007568148995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/divine-intervention.html' title='Divine Intervention'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6238384518559711113</id><published>2011-09-13T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:30:00.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>Life Interrupted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;We started a new ladies bible study last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;Jonah, Navigating a Life Interrupted by Priscilla Shirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY! Did she bring the message right to me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said the interrupted life is the privileged life. Think about that for a minute. Think about all of the things that interrupt your day. Cell phone, computer, kids, restaurant, traffic, school, work, doorbell, spouse, and parents or grandparents. Are these really an interruption? We are privileged to have each one of these in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as children of God we are privileged. God comes to talk to us during our interrupted time. He comes to us. How awesome is that. That he would want to talk to me. He comes to me in my hopelessness to give me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see where this journey with Jonah brings me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is this. I hope I am never to far gone that God feels the need for me to be vomited out of the mouth of a big fish onto the beach. I hope God will come to me sooner. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks BH!&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/2089325298392397752-6238384518559711113?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6238384518559711113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6238384518559711113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6238384518559711113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6238384518559711113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/life-interrupted.html' title='Life Interrupted'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6701211743886000007</id><published>2011-09-12T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:02:28.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Remembering September 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mark Shulman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only met him a few times and I was much much younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is what is said about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mark Shulman ,"kind of quiet guy who loved sports," said his wife, Lori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Undeniably, a sports fan, attending Giants and Rangers games as often as possible. But overriding all, a dedication to his daughters, Jamie, 13, and Melissa, 17, in whom he instilled a zest for accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;A 47-year-old mechanical engineer, Mr. Shulman, a fire protection specialist for Marsh &amp;amp; McClennan on the 100th floor of the World Trade Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on December 24, 2001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normalfont-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mark Shulman, 47, loved by all he knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;By day, Mark Shulman was a disaster inspector, fire prevention and risk consultant for Marsh &amp;amp; McLennan in New York. His nights and weekends were spent with his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;He organized a baseball team for the Knights of Pythias in Old Bridge. He coached the Roadrunners girls soccer team there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;For the past 12 years, he took his wife Lori and daughters Melissa, 17, and Jamie, 12, to Disney World in Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He loved his family; he loved Disney World," said his mother, Evelyn Shulman of Toms River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;On Tuesday, he was memorialized at a service at Temple Shaari Emeth in Manalapan. Mr. Shulman, 47, has not been seen since the World Trade Center was destroyed by terrorists Sept. 11. He worked on the 100th floor of Tower One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He was in the building when it was hit," his mother said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Though Mr. Shulman loved his job, it wasn't his first priority, Evelyn Shulman said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;"His family always came first," said his mother. "He did everything for his family. I lost a treasure." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Shulman said her son loved everybody, a trait that was noticed by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;"There were 800 people at the memorial service, and they gave him a tribute I will never forget. Everybody loved him," she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mr. Shulman received an engineering degree from Pratt Institute in New York and worked uptown before being transferred to the World Trade Center 17 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Born and raised in Brooklyn, Mr. Shulman and his wife moved to Old Bridge 17 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)font-family:georgia;" &gt;Besides his wife and daughters, Mr. Shulman is survived by his parents Ira and Evelyn Shulman of Toms River; a brother, Larry of Port Jefferson, N.Y.; and nieces, nephews and other relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Mark was my cousin. And though I don't remember, we are family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have other family, ones that I am especially close to, that live in New York. One family member in particular that was at the World Trade Center that day and countless days to follow, to help and offer support any way she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I will never forget that day. I will always remember where I was and exactly what I was doing. I will remember that first phone call from my loved ones telling me they were OK. I will remember the photos, the stories and the images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the victims and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2089325298392397752-6701211743886000007?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6701211743886000007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6701211743886000007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6701211743886000007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6701211743886000007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/september-11th.html' title='Remembering September 11th'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2285485893030020700</id><published>2011-09-08T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T07:30:00.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature/Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurricane Season'/><title type='text'>Yes it's September so it's that time of year again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hello and welcome to September. I used to like September. My wedding anniversary is in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But September is hurricane month around in South East Texas. We don't do very well during the month September. There was Rita in 2005 and then Ike in 2008. And a few tropical storms were thrown into the mix during September as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Humberto of 2007 I am talking about you! I remember him so well because I had gotten a stomach virus and was sick and laying on the couch with a bucket throwing my guts up till there was nothing. All the while Humberto was blowing and going and make all kinds of noise. All I wanted to do was sleep. Humberto... we are not friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and don't think I've forgotten about Ike. He made a nice mess of my house, but on the bright side my house also got a face lift, inside and out! But I sure don't want another like him to pay me a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September and I really just don't get along. I hate to end the friendship with September but I'm seriously considering it. I know the past few "nice" weather days we have had are just a ploy to get me to rethink my decision but I'm thinking it's OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to reinforce my decision, here you go September...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;Tropical Storm Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjfzJ6EmpWU/Tmg7xAwokQI/AAAAAAAABk4/IAR3g8YWSyQ/s1600/at201114.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjfzJ6EmpWU/Tmg7xAwokQI/AAAAAAAABk4/IAR3g8YWSyQ/s200/at201114.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649831445739901186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;Tropical Storm Nate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2jvnS9p1GA/Tmg7xKw_SXI/AAAAAAAABlA/P-mFiUXVn_c/s1600/at201115.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2jvnS9p1GA/Tmg7xKw_SXI/AAAAAAAABlA/P-mFiUXVn_c/s200/at201115.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649831448425744754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; yeah, that funny feeling in the pit of my stomach has returned and probably will not go away until late November. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2089325298392397752-2285485893030020700?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2285485893030020700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2285485893030020700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2285485893030020700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2285485893030020700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/yes-its-september-so-its-that-time-of.html' title='Yes it&apos;s September so it&apos;s that time of year again.'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjfzJ6EmpWU/Tmg7xAwokQI/AAAAAAAABk4/IAR3g8YWSyQ/s72-c/at201114.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8082685933652462846</id><published>2011-09-07T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T07:30:00.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Emma's Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Emma is the daughter of our friends Cathy and Andy and the sister of their son, Mason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was diagnosed with acute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aplastic&lt;/span&gt; anemia. Basically it's cancer of the blood. It is a rare blood disease where the bone marrow fails to produce blood cells for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma just turned 5 a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Emma is under going a bone marrow transplant. Her donor is her brother, Mason. He had to be tested and meet the criteria before he could be a bone marrow donor for his sister. He was her best chance at a match. Thank you Lord for answering that prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma has already endured several chemotherapy treatments in preparation for her bone marrow transplant. But this family has a very long road ahead of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our friends along with their families are at Texas Children's Hospital with both of their babies having surgery. My heart hurts just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a page on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; called Emma's Hope, please like this page and pray with me for Andy, Cathy, Mason and Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their friends have held countless fundraisers for them as well to raise awareness and much more. Please go to &lt;a href="http://www.marrow.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;www.marrow.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see if you are a bone marrow match for Emma or for someone else. It's painless and so easy! They will even mail the kit to you and do it at home and the mail it back all prepaid. There was a bone marrow drive for Emma and 500 kits were brought in and all 500 kits were used. Actually over 600 people showed up to be tested. It was during the bone marrow drive we found out Mason was a match. It was awesome to be a part of that and see God's hand at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Hebrews 4:16&lt;br /&gt; Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we  may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Praying for you Cathy, Andy, Mason and Emma. May God bring you peace, comfort, and healing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&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/2089325298392397752-8082685933652462846?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8082685933652462846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8082685933652462846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8082685933652462846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8082685933652462846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/emmas-hope.html' title='Emma&apos;s Hope'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5930733999743855550</id><published>2011-09-06T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T09:20:48.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Singing in the rain, well more like running in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I hope everyone had a great Labor Day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say we had big plans but we didn't. Tropical Storm Lee who wasn't supposed to affect us at all, um Mr. Weatherman you were wrong, did and it rained all day Saturday. It was very much needed and we could actually use some more. But I am thankful for what we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only damper the rain really put on me was that my friend Beth and I along with her daughter were going shopping Saturday. We were looking for a homecoming dress for her daughter. We were thinking of going to Houston but we decided to stay local instead. We ended up finding the perfect dress is beautiful shade of purple. She looked great in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It best part of the day was we had to make a stop at Walmart, all three of us do not like Walmart but we stopped anyway. When we were leaving Beth went to get the car and it was raining kinda hard this point. She had on some cute lace Toms and took them off because she didn't want them to get wet. Then she took off out of the garden center entrance and ran barefoot through the parking lot. I wish I had thought to grab my phone and snap a picture, but I was laughing to hard. Her daughter and I got in the car and she was like, I'm not getting my Toms wet! It was a great moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a good day too. My husband is on the search committee to find a new youth pastor at our church and with out going into to many details, lets just say God is truly moving! It's awesome to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was absolutely beautiful! The weather was gorgeous and Hubs grilled and we all stayed outside for quite a while. We even went on a walk, all of us even the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend. I think we should go to four day work weeks and three day weekends. That one extra day makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5930733999743855550?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5930733999743855550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5930733999743855550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5930733999743855550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5930733999743855550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/sining-in-rain-well-more-like-running.html' title='Singing in the rain, well more like running in the rain'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8465796928393799933</id><published>2011-09-01T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T07:00:15.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Hoping for cooler weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;So lately the temps in SE Texas have been blistering. Like you didn't know. Well we got a cool front. It was a blissful 95 degrees today. NOT!! And it's going to get even cooler. Saturday the high should be around 85. Ummm hello weatherman, 85 is still HOT! The only good part is we are finally getting some decent rain chances. Can I get an Amen?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whole point to this post was to tell you about my newest creation. Y'all know I am addicted to Pintrest. I mentioned it &lt;a href="http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/its-my-obsession.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I was obsessed but now I'm completely addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pinned a fall wreath that I fell in love with, knowing one day in the future I would make it. Well this past weekend just happened to be the day. I had to go to Hobby Lobby and they had all of their Fall stuff on sale for 50% off or buy one get 50% off. I just love Hobby Lobby. And on a side note, they had all their Christmas stuff out to. But I showed restraint and didn't even go look at Christmas, I was focused on the Fall decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perused up and down the aisles putting things I needed and a few things I didn't need in my basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say it I think it turned out great. I couldn't find a big "K" but I found several other options that worked. I'm gonna keep my eyes open because I really would like a larger "K".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in hopes that the temperature would cool off to a wonderful 70 degrees I went ahead an hung it on my front door. Hint Hint Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ey9FlbPm8vk/Tl2f5n4dS9I/AAAAAAAABkg/qxy7RWqHO88/s1600/S1052900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646845320099613650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ey9FlbPm8vk/Tl2f5n4dS9I/AAAAAAAABkg/qxy7RWqHO88/s200/S1052900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;And here it the inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fyDTpszZ3U/Tl2f5o8lGSI/AAAAAAAABko/2eJ9AdvoxZk/s1600/114659311_Yx6DjiDU_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646845320385337634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fyDTpszZ3U/Tl2f5o8lGSI/AAAAAAAABko/2eJ9AdvoxZk/s200/114659311_Yx6DjiDU_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8465796928393799933?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8465796928393799933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8465796928393799933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8465796928393799933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8465796928393799933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/09/hoping-for-cooler-weather.html' title='Hoping for cooler weather'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ey9FlbPm8vk/Tl2f5n4dS9I/AAAAAAAABkg/qxy7RWqHO88/s72-c/S1052900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2176274669156620741</id><published>2011-08-31T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:07:54.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Sports'/><title type='text'>DipTacular Dips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;OK so &lt;a href="http://boomama.net/2011/08/31/diptacular-11/"&gt;Boo Mama&lt;/a&gt; is hosting a dip party if you will. It's really to kick off the College Football season but I love anything that I can dip chips into or anything that contains cream cheese for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously what a better way to get some new ideas for the impromptu tailgating shindig where everyone just shows up and your house and then screams at the TV for the next 3.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the big talk is about A&amp;amp;M moving to the SEC and so on, but I just have to say this, I don't really have a preference, it's college football season...enough said. Gig'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the reason for this post. DipTacular dips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Baked Potato Dip&lt;br /&gt;1 16oz container of Sour Cream&lt;br /&gt;1 package (2cups) of finely shredded cheddar cheese, mild, sharp, it's really your preference&lt;br /&gt;1 3oz package Oscar Mayer Real Bacon Bits&lt;br /&gt;1 package Ruffles potato chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty sour cream into a bowl and season to taste with salt and pepper. Add bacon bits and and mix well. Add cheese and mix well again. Serve with Ruffles potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;*It's better if you let sit over night and serve the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chocolate Chip Dip&lt;br /&gt;1 8oz package Cream Cheese - softened&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter - softened&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup of confectioner's sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (6oz) miniature semisweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;Gra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="recipeDetails"&gt;&lt;span class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ham cracker sticks - I used Teddy Grahams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="recipeDetails"&gt;&lt;span class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" class="recipeDetails" &gt;&lt;span class="instructions"&gt;In a small bowl, beat cream cheese and butter until light and fluffy. Add the sugars and vanilla; beat until smooth. Stir in chocolate chips. Serve with graham cracker sticks.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;makes&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;2 cups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy Dipping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-2176274669156620741?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2176274669156620741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2176274669156620741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2176274669156620741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2176274669156620741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/diptacular.html' title='DipTacular Dips'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3602808671636014901</id><published>2011-08-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T07:00:17.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn't going to tell you about my weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Well we made it through our first week of school. I was little worn out by Friday in much need of some weekend rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;We really did pretty much nothing during the weekend. Friday night high school football game. I would like to say we won but lets just stop there. It was U-G-L-Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Saturday, went shopping with the fam most of the day. Then some unexpected girl time with my best friends. We went and got pedicures. And after the week we all had it was just what we needed. Then Saturday night was date night with Hubs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Sunday was supposed to be church but I woke up with such a horrible headache. I had been battling it since Friday. And finally Sunday afternoon Hubs realized I hadn't had any caffeine. Go figure. I had felt so bad that all I to drink was either water or Sprite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;So after two cokes I started to feel better. And it was then that I also guessed someone was hogging the laundry fairy. And since I didn't want my kids to go to school with no socks or shorts I figured I had better get started on the mountains of dirty clothes. 7 loads of laundry, all washed, dried, folded, and put away. High five to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;And there you go, a recap of my weekend that I wasn't going to tell you about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3602808671636014901?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3602808671636014901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3602808671636014901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3602808671636014901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3602808671636014901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/i-wasnt-going-to-tell-you-about-my.html' title='I wasn&apos;t going to tell you about my weekend.'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5377563832350308452</id><published>2011-08-26T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:00:02.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature/Weather'/><title type='text'>It's just a little hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;A friend and I were talking yesterday and the conversation turned to the weather and how hot it's been. Imagine that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I know y'all get sick of hearing me complain about how hot it is because it's like Texas is always smokin' hot in August. But this year is it hotter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Well it's beyond HOT. It's like extreme heat. It's like the molten center of the earth has found a way to pierce it's outer shell and found a way to open up right in Texas and OH MY THE HEAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;And just so y'all don't think I am exaggerating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDv4NjlXnoA/TlcAsIEATbI/AAAAAAAABkY/hr6ZFHTjpsM/s1600/Extended%2BForecast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDv4NjlXnoA/TlcAsIEATbI/AAAAAAAABkY/hr6ZFHTjpsM/s200/Extended%2BForecast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644981416010730930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I do believe all of my activities for the weekend will be centered around the indoors with plenty of A/C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5377563832350308452?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5377563832350308452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5377563832350308452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5377563832350308452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5377563832350308452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/its-just-little-hot.html' title='It&apos;s just a little hot'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDv4NjlXnoA/TlcAsIEATbI/AAAAAAAABkY/hr6ZFHTjpsM/s72-c/Extended%2BForecast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7486532474208479805</id><published>2011-08-25T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:29:59.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>It's only the third day and I need a vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So school has been back in for three days and I am already to go back on summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been great up to this point, R1 is adjusting to Jr. High very well. I'm not but that's a story for another day. R2 loves his teacher and comes home telling stories about things that happened during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me, this being on a schedule again has kicked my butt! I could fall into bed every night at 8pm. I seriously don't know who has been more tired, me or the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go to bed at 9 every night and so far, knock on wood, they go right to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hoping I can get to bed tonight at a decent hour, like 7pm. Just kidding. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just to put this out there. I thought all fees at the beginning of the school year were crazy for elementary school. Jr. High has totally blown that thought out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just the past few days I had to pay for a Baritone mouth piece, band fee, book fee, gym uniform, and lock for a locker. WHEW! Can you say the money tree in the backyard has dried up! So those of you that have kids going to Jr. High next year get ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now that's off my chest, I'm off to find somewhere to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7486532474208479805?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7486532474208479805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7486532474208479805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7486532474208479805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7486532474208479805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/its-only-third-day-and-i-need-vacation.html' title='It&apos;s only the third day and I need a vacation'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5681571626955804073</id><published>2011-08-23T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:00:01.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Yeah I totally dropped the ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yesterdays post was supposed to have a picture of the boys on their first day of school and we got so busy with breakfast and making lunches and grabbing backpacks that I didn't have time to post the picture I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also forgot my USB cord at home so I couldn't even put the picture up from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's there now but to save you some trouble by having to go back...here it is again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s1600/S1052888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s200/S1052888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643857831523401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;They both had a great day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I was so glad. I was more nervous than both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R1 didn't even knuckle bump me as he got out of the car when I dropped him off at the Jr. High. He just said bye mom, see you this afternoon. My mama heart broke into a million little pieces. I was prepared for no kiss and hug but no knuckle bump. Seriously, he's grown up. Thank goodness I still had R2 to take to school. I knew he would be my saving grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R2 and I walked into school together. He was saying hi to just about everyone. We got to his class room and he gave his teacher a big hug and told her he loved her. I was so happy. He put on his name tag and sat in his place as I filled out a few papers. Then it was time for me to leave. He told me he loved me and wrapped those arms right around my neck and hugged me tight.  At least one of my boys wasn't embarrassed to still hug his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I guess R1 still needed me after all. We had discussed before I dropped him off that I would be picking him in the front of the school but he called me because he couldn't remember if I was picking him up or if he had to ride the bus to the elementary school to met Hubs and R2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad we all survived the first day of school, especially me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5681571626955804073?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5681571626955804073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5681571626955804073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5681571626955804073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5681571626955804073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/yeah-i-totally-dropped-ball.html' title='Yeah I totally dropped the ball'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s72-c/S1052888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7415133723355923143</id><published>2011-08-22T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:31:18.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>1st and 6th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Sorry, last week I took an unexpected mini vacation. We tried soak up as much as we could these last few day of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of school. I am now the mom of a 1st grader and a 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader. Oh be still my mama heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nervous for R2 at all but R1 that's a whole other story. He's fine with it as a matter of fact he's more than fine. He knows all of the kids and knows his way around the Jr High and knows most of the teachers.  But me I'm a nervous wreck. I've been trying hard not to let R1 see how nervous I am for him, I don't want my insecurities to rub off on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night as I put my boys to bed, I prayed over them for the up coming school year. And when I was done R1 thanked me. He said he was excited for the new school year and couldn't wait to see his friends.  R2 said he couldn't wait to see his teacher and his best friend Jude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that here is my 1st grader and my 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s1600/S1052888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s200/S1052888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643857831523401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7415133723355923143?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7415133723355923143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7415133723355923143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7415133723355923143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7415133723355923143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/1st-and-6th.html' title='1st and 6th'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsPIsfUnD70/TlMCy5rCP9I/AAAAAAAABkA/JmSr2OVXhUk/s72-c/S1052888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1897479584698061878</id><published>2011-08-16T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T08:11:22.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>I'm apologizing now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;So I owe my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; peeps an apology. I have been a horrible commenter. Usually when I pay each of your blogs a visit I leave a comment. It might just be one word or it might be a book but nonetheless a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say it's only been a week or so of me doing this but that would be a lie. It's been more like 2 months maybe 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what has happened to me. It's like I went on summer vacation and forget what I was doing before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this, I still stop by each day to keep up with what's been going on with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I'm sorry I haven't been such a great commenter. Once school is back in session, I'm hoping that will change. So just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1897479584698061878?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1897479584698061878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1897479584698061878' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1897479584698061878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1897479584698061878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/im-apologizing-now.html' title='I&apos;m apologizing now'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5055459352801414164</id><published>2011-08-15T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:00:18.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;OK, I am over this heat! 97-100 degree temps everyday and heat indexes some where around 104-107.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE! THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also think I would be used to this. I have lived in Texas all my life and South East Texas for over 20 yrs. But I'm not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in high hopes that the heat ends soon, I'm going to show you what I am obsessing about for Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFwP5rg58s/TkiNeVyGudI/AAAAAAAABjI/TC5kUm6czmM/s1600/114659311_Yx6DjiDU_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFwP5rg58s/TkiNeVyGudI/AAAAAAAABjI/TC5kUm6czmM/s200/114659311_Yx6DjiDU_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914085664438738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnXkx2nnHE0/TkiNei81BlI/AAAAAAAABjQ/WNRhLF-5euw/s1600/110772856_4kP2OOSV_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnXkx2nnHE0/TkiNei81BlI/AAAAAAAABjQ/WNRhLF-5euw/s200/110772856_4kP2OOSV_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914089199076946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nbtnbUbXRA/TkiNfKoAjFI/AAAAAAAABjo/44Cccy6RD1Q/s1600/97850668_OhB3Y7pO_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nbtnbUbXRA/TkiNfKoAjFI/AAAAAAAABjo/44Cccy6RD1Q/s200/97850668_OhB3Y7pO_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914099849170002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J-NEiH8SWM/TkiNfIDUKPI/AAAAAAAABjg/L3dWkmp1AFg/s1600/109599197_TpOsUp1O_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J-NEiH8SWM/TkiNfIDUKPI/AAAAAAAABjg/L3dWkmp1AFg/s200/109599197_TpOsUp1O_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914099158395122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAKBWA3KvvA/TkiNewhh2BI/AAAAAAAABjY/NZDHeamckX0/s1600/110448839_fTlnUVid_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAKBWA3KvvA/TkiNewhh2BI/AAAAAAAABjY/NZDHeamckX0/s200/110448839_fTlnUVid_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914092842670098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7NRbRdXK3g/TkiOBt7J8vI/AAAAAAAABjw/bUKMqQ6Z8AU/s1600/96700070_NTCjyW5J_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7NRbRdXK3g/TkiOBt7J8vI/AAAAAAAABjw/bUKMqQ6Z8AU/s200/96700070_NTCjyW5J_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914693440271090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fkdz8gIIA5Y/TkiOBg-p-3I/AAAAAAAABj4/d8Vezao-BDk/s1600/19890299_jhQItSsY_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fkdz8gIIA5Y/TkiOBg-p-3I/AAAAAAAABj4/d8Vezao-BDk/s200/19890299_jhQItSsY_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640914689965292402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &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/2089325298392397752-5055459352801414164?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5055459352801414164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5055459352801414164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5055459352801414164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5055459352801414164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFwP5rg58s/TkiNeVyGudI/AAAAAAAABjI/TC5kUm6czmM/s72-c/114659311_Yx6DjiDU_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-6963362094837207271</id><published>2011-08-11T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T08:30:02.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>6 and 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;That's the ages of my boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Right now I keep thinking about all of the last things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Like R2, my 6yr old, is now to the point where picking him up after he has fallen asleep in the living room and carrying him to his bed is not an option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;And R1, my 11yr old, is 5 feet tall. Just 3 more inches and he will be as tall as me. And when I took him to the doctor this week and they weighed him I nearly fell over. He is growing up. He no longer needs me to answer the questions the doctor asks, he can do it for himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;School is getting ready to start again and we are moving on to First grade and Jr. High.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;For R2, I remember the last day of kindergarten. The way he smiled when I took his picture on the school play ground with his three best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;R1, was at the top of his campus the big 5th grader, now he's starting all over again and he'll be fine. But the last moments of elementary school are etched in my brain. A tall smart young man walking down the hall to the doors that lead out into the parking lot and him looking back one last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I know I remember their firsts. Words. Steps. Birthdays and so much more. But I want to hold on to the lasts. I want to remember it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;And one day when they ask, Hey Mom, do you remember the last time I.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I will be able to yes, yes I do just like it was yesterday and I loved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-6963362094837207271?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/6963362094837207271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=6963362094837207271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6963362094837207271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/6963362094837207271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/6-and-11.html' title='6 and 11'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2836907292472639862</id><published>2011-08-10T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:00:15.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Fun day with R2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The other day I took R2 to a local water park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't get go with us to the beach because he was at grandparent camp and I didn't want him to feel left out. So while R1 was at grandparent camp I took him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just tall enough to ride all of the water slides and still small enough to play in the children's area. He even went down the big slides by himself. He also hung out in the children's area too. He kept waiting for the big bucket to fall and splash water everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the lazy river. Only I don't think it was to lazy as all R2 wanted to do was swim down the lazy river and not ride in a tube. I would have been happy to float in that thing all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty evident by the picture below R2 had a blast and was worn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qviu7CujW1Y/TkHwgfVbvdI/AAAAAAAABjA/qMvSgpauweE/s1600/S1052842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qviu7CujW1Y/TkHwgfVbvdI/AAAAAAAABjA/qMvSgpauweE/s200/S1052842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639052649402449362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &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/2089325298392397752-2836907292472639862?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2836907292472639862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2836907292472639862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2836907292472639862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2836907292472639862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/fun-day-with-r2.html' title='Fun day with R2'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qviu7CujW1Y/TkHwgfVbvdI/AAAAAAAABjA/qMvSgpauweE/s72-c/S1052842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-742061448301078245</id><published>2011-08-09T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T07:00:11.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>It's my obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my newest obsession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;PINTEREST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-742061448301078245?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/742061448301078245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=742061448301078245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/742061448301078245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/742061448301078245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/its-my-obsession.html' title='It&apos;s my obsession'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4955308307791620584</id><published>2011-08-08T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:07:08.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tap tap tap....is anyone still there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been busy with birthday parties, grandparent camp, and getting ready to go back to school. SSSHHHHH don't tell the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we only have two weeks left of summer. B-U-M-M-E-R-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'm on the topic of back to school. R1 has to read The Witch of Blackbird Pond for AP English. And the other night he was laying on the couch reading and when I looked up from the computer this is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm, yeah, he's gonna get A LOT of reading done that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5eie0coQe8/Tj88XHx9GsI/AAAAAAAABi4/0yE4EWL8HnY/s1600/S1052875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638291626414381762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5eie0coQe8/Tj88XHx9GsI/AAAAAAAABi4/0yE4EWL8HnY/s200/S1052875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;On a better note he only has three chapters left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4955308307791620584?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4955308307791620584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4955308307791620584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4955308307791620584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4955308307791620584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/08/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5eie0coQe8/Tj88XHx9GsI/AAAAAAAABi4/0yE4EWL8HnY/s72-c/S1052875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2597832517410560089</id><published>2011-07-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T07:00:22.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>A day or days off is more like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;So since I gave my self the choice to blog or not to blog during the summer, I have literally taken my words at their meaning. My blogging has been VERY sporadic. Even Hubs made the comment the other night..."Hey you need to blog, you haven't done so in a while." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;But it is even going to be more so. It's time for a bloggy vacay. We have tons of stuff going on the next few days and I'm looking forward to hanging out my boys and the rest of my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;So to the three of you that I have left that read this, I'll be back here in a week. I might even have a picture or two to share with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Y'all have a great weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-2597832517410560089?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2597832517410560089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2597832517410560089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2597832517410560089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2597832517410560089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/day-or-days-off-is-more-like-it.html' title='A day or days off is more like it'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5883446841744759332</id><published>2011-07-27T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T07:00:01.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Sweet summer time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtuvKZOAyRg/Ti-M7jhaowI/AAAAAAAABio/vWzWhkYFLgo/s1600/S1052847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtuvKZOAyRg/Ti-M7jhaowI/AAAAAAAABio/vWzWhkYFLgo/s200/S1052847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633876613639348994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcLPEdmO5nE/Ti-M7fmXnxI/AAAAAAAABig/teEb4C7Lbfk/s1600/S1052846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcLPEdmO5nE/Ti-M7fmXnxI/AAAAAAAABig/teEb4C7Lbfk/s200/S1052846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633876612586381074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM3wMh-yBiU/Ti-M7JTwuSI/AAAAAAAABiY/21PICKDgls8/s1600/S1052845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM3wMh-yBiU/Ti-M7JTwuSI/AAAAAAAABiY/21PICKDgls8/s200/S1052845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633876606602754338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCiRmD-bpcU/Ti-M69C6TTI/AAAAAAAABiQ/bWBQbWCWeZc/s1600/S1052844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCiRmD-bpcU/Ti-M69C6TTI/AAAAAAAABiQ/bWBQbWCWeZc/s200/S1052844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633876603310853426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ciAUiYmqDlM/Ti-M7yJGBHI/AAAAAAAABiw/kUGhB5t5_Aw/s1600/S1052848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ciAUiYmqDlM/Ti-M7yJGBHI/AAAAAAAABiw/kUGhB5t5_Aw/s200/S1052848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633876617563866226" 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/2089325298392397752-5883446841744759332?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5883446841744759332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5883446841744759332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5883446841744759332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5883446841744759332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/sweet-summer-time.html' title='Sweet summer time'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtuvKZOAyRg/Ti-M7jhaowI/AAAAAAAABio/vWzWhkYFLgo/s72-c/S1052847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3879345554926552599</id><published>2011-07-22T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T07:00:06.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty tip'/><title type='text'>A sweet boy and his sweet dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Last night I snapped this photo of R2 and Cookie in the recliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie just couldn't wait any longer for me sit down and so she found the next best thing...R2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7e-76e7jZaI/TijtaFe3JTI/AAAAAAAABiI/R-caI-yIKT0/s1600/S1052841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7e-76e7jZaI/TijtaFe3JTI/AAAAAAAABiI/R-caI-yIKT0/s200/S1052841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632012366430807346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;To sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2089325298392397752-3879345554926552599?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3879345554926552599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3879345554926552599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3879345554926552599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3879345554926552599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/sweet-boy-and-his-sweet-dog.html' title='A sweet boy and his sweet dog'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7e-76e7jZaI/TijtaFe3JTI/AAAAAAAABiI/R-caI-yIKT0/s72-c/S1052841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8851573747709040268</id><published>2011-07-19T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:01:05.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>Frito pie and a little Friday Night Lights on a Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;So Hubs had some dental work yesterday and because of this my in-laws took the boys to the lake for the night so I would only have one child to look after. Hubs being the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before he gets all in an up roar, he's was a really great patient. He didn't wine, cry, or moan once. I was proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so since he really couldn't eat anything but soup, it was a kinda fend for your self night at our house. I chose Frito pie, but only because we had left over chili from the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the boys weren't home, Hubs and I got full rein of the TV. No Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb. No iCarly. No Good Luck Charlie. Really no Disney Channel whatsoever. I know their ratings took a nose dive at least for one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do with our free TV time. I put my foot down and said I was finally watching the series finale of Friday Night Lights. I had read a few spoiler alerts, thanks &lt;a href="http://thebigmamablog.com/10078/clear-eyes-full-hearts-face-paint/"&gt;Big Mama&lt;/a&gt;, but it was OK because I knew Coach and Tami would end up fine whether they stayed in Texas or moved. I knew Matt was going to propose to Julie, I knew at that Tim and Tyra's dreams might merge. Who am I kidding. I had no idea!! But what I did know was that at some point I was going to watch the finale, I just had to bring myself to do. It was like Harry Potter, I didn't want it to end. But that's another post for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Hubs finds ironic is that I don't like to watch football. No pros, no college, not even high school football. But I love movies and TV shows about football. One of my favorite movies is The Blind Side. It's really not directly about football, but it is a big part of the movie. I have been watching Friday Night Lights FOREVER! The movies Remember the Titans, and Facing the Giants. See football. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after I used almost half a box of tissues, I managed to dry my eyes and get rid of the huge lump in my throat, Hubs and I moved on to some great TV classics, such as multiple episodes of Pawn Stars, about 6.4 seconds of Monday RAW and Real Housewives of New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And adult TV didn't last long the boys will be home tonight and the Disney Channels rating will go back up. I Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8851573747709040268?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8851573747709040268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8851573747709040268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8851573747709040268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8851573747709040268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/frito-pie-and-little-friday-night.html' title='Frito pie and a little Friday Night Lights on a Monday'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1999367446028223365</id><published>2011-07-18T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T07:00:15.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><title type='text'>VBS 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Well I survived the week of Vacation Bible School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the time Thursday night came my get up and go had gotten up and went. I was wiped out! Kitchen detail had kicked my butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen crew cooked dinner every night for five days for about 50 people and we cleaned up and then did some preparations for the next day. But I have to say the kitchen crew is awesome! I'm glad I was apart of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the glory goes to God! This year we grew and grew in numbers each night. We started off the week with more than we ended with last year.  And I know the kids had so much fun! At least mine did. Every night when we left my boys were saying how much fun they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say that while I might have been to tired to leave comments on the regular blogs I visit, don't think I wasn't reading and keeping up to date, because I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all have a great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1999367446028223365?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1999367446028223365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1999367446028223365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1999367446028223365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1999367446028223365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/vbs-2011.html' title='VBS 2011'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5727476944455656484</id><published>2011-07-13T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T08:17:47.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church and Prayers'/><title type='text'>God is a movin' and a shakin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I have been praying for something for a few years. Nothing for me personally but for something specific to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the year those prayers were answered. I saw God had moved a mountain, one that I knew only he could move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when God shows you things. Whether you have been praying for specific things or not, when he shows himself, it's completely awesome. I am always over come with a feeling of gratitude and humbleness. I find it amazing that He finds me worthy of His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God is movin' and shakin' things up further. I was glad my prayer was answered and I thought OK that's it, it's done, it's finished. But God shook his finger back and forth in my face, as if to say no no no....I'm not done. Just wait and see what I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has taken things beyond the beyond. He drew the line and then stepped over it and kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I'm going with Him. While my humanness is making me ask questions, my faithfulness in Him is taking me right along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;For great is your love, reaching to the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies. Psalm 57:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5727476944455656484?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5727476944455656484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5727476944455656484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5727476944455656484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5727476944455656484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/god-is-movin-and-shakin.html' title='God is a movin&apos; and a shakin&apos;'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4608693921058495714</id><published>2011-07-11T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:53:53.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><title type='text'>The Big Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Every night this week I am visiting the Big Apple. That's right folks, it VBS time and we are going on the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRNkG8oPxdI/Thpinvr5ADI/AAAAAAAABgs/PrnqysG9ZTg/s1600/VBS11_LOGO_4c.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627919119307833394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRNkG8oPxdI/Thpinvr5ADI/AAAAAAAABgs/PrnqysG9ZTg/s200/VBS11_LOGO_4c.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ya! Y'all really thought for a second I was going to New York. I wish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year as usual I am working in the kitchen. I love working in the kitchen. My fellow chefs and I have a blast. The only bad thing about working in the kitchen, and I really haven't decided if it's such a bad thing, is we get to sample all of the desserts that come in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some wonderful bakers that are members of our church and each night a few of them bring some fantastic desserts. Tuesday night will be my favorite night because Mrs. Rachel is bringing her homemade Chocolate Pie. YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm outta here. Tonight is taco salad night and I'm off to start the chopping and dicing of the lettuce, tomatoes, and green onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4608693921058495714?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4608693921058495714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4608693921058495714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4608693921058495714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4608693921058495714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/big-apple.html' title='The Big Apple'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRNkG8oPxdI/Thpinvr5ADI/AAAAAAAABgs/PrnqysG9ZTg/s72-c/VBS11_LOGO_4c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-2108309327736397228</id><published>2011-07-06T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:00:15.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And just like that he's 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDjPGL1d0DE/ThPRCvQ3QbI/AAAAAAAABf8/_DK3EgFqOWs/s1600/S1052606%2Bcopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDjPGL1d0DE/ThPRCvQ3QbI/AAAAAAAABf8/_DK3EgFqOWs/s200/S1052606%2Bcopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070204493021618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's hard to believe that 11 years has passed so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We started here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B779V4dBoo/ThPRDU3T6MI/AAAAAAAABgM/LIROPXuPZqE/s1600/S1052785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B779V4dBoo/ThPRDU3T6MI/AAAAAAAABgM/LIROPXuPZqE/s200/S1052785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070214586394818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9HfK0pbB28/ThPRDxVSqKI/AAAAAAAABgU/uA3eyzLYSss/s1600/S1052815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9HfK0pbB28/ThPRDxVSqKI/AAAAAAAABgU/uA3eyzLYSss/s200/S1052815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070222228334754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:arial;" &gt;And there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Uhv7yQIyYQ/ThPREM5iJNI/AAAAAAAABgc/TOpMQAbalpU/s1600/S1052814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Uhv7yQIyYQ/ThPREM5iJNI/AAAAAAAABgc/TOpMQAbalpU/s200/S1052814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070229628101842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now all of a sudden we're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2UnmW-Fd1s/ThRHK5fRGDI/AAAAAAAABgk/4xxFgbVClPM/s1600/S1052517%2Bcopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2UnmW-Fd1s/ThRHK5fRGDI/AAAAAAAABgk/4xxFgbVClPM/s200/S1052517%2Bcopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626200087048820786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday R1. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2089325298392397752-2108309327736397228?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/2108309327736397228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=2108309327736397228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2108309327736397228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/2108309327736397228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/11.html' title='11'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDjPGL1d0DE/ThPRCvQ3QbI/AAAAAAAABf8/_DK3EgFqOWs/s72-c/S1052606%2Bcopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-918958934713607978</id><published>2011-07-05T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T08:24:01.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>The firework let down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. We had a great one minus the fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Because it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; HOT and DRY here, the county I live in and the surrounding counties decided to ban all fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;It really started with just aerial fireworks but it quickly became ALL fireworks. And while I'm sad we didn't get to sit out side and go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OOHHH&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AAHH&lt;/span&gt;, I'm thankful that our city managers passed the ordinance. I really didn't want my house or my neighbors house to burn to the ground. And I thought we would have a fun nuts in my neighborhood that might just try shooting off a few but nope they were clearly saving them for New Years Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;My neighborhood puts on an annual parade, complete with games, food, and entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;R2 rode his bike in the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July parade and I even decorated it. I even put red, white, and blue hairspray in his hair. He looked so cute. And I took a few pictures but clearly have forgotten how to up load them because guess what, no pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway, I'm off to find a cool spot and some A/C turned down to about 40 degrees because I'm still trying to recoup from the heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Y'all have a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-918958934713607978?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/918958934713607978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=918958934713607978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/918958934713607978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/918958934713607978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/firework-let-down.html' title='The firework let down'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1422977695765322386</id><published>2011-07-04T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T08:12:14.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy July 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I posted this last year and I think about it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(85,85,85);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Welcome to the United States of America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Please remember only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;JESUS CHRIST and the AMERICAN SOLIDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One died for your soul, the other died for your freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GOD BLESS THE USA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I hope each of you have blessed 4th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(85,85,85);font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1422977695765322386?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1422977695765322386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1422977695765322386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1422977695765322386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1422977695765322386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/07/happy-july-4th.html' title='Happy July 4th!'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7939176137608825231</id><published>2011-06-30T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:00:02.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>There's a whole lot of nothing going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;That's it, nothing. Just lazy days of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of hanging out. Lots of cooking on the grill, well that really happens any time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been spending time with friends, swimming till we are pruney and sleeping till 9 every morning. NOT! R2 wakes up as soon as the sun is out and thinks everyone in the house should be awake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball is over but I haven't missed it yet, only because the boys have been practicing in the front yard. Ask me next week though, I'm sure my answer will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait we are varying from our normal routine today. The boys need hair cuts. They are really starting to look like shaggy dogs. But other than that, it's just a nothing happening day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll spice it up a bit and go to Sonic for Happy Hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7939176137608825231?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7939176137608825231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7939176137608825231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7939176137608825231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7939176137608825231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/theres-whole-lot-of-nothing-going-on.html' title='There&apos;s a whole lot of nothing going on'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-981397281170499556</id><published>2011-06-27T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:34:21.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>It's all about the weekend and the food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;OK by the time this post up, we will have been out of town for the weekend. And it was one of the best weekends I have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the weekend in Houston with some great friends that I really consider my family. And we swam till we were completely water logged. Ate some of the best homemade guacamole I have ever had. And got to love on three very sweet children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Sunday, I volunteered to cook dinner. I know Hubs usually does all of the cooking but I figured I would give him a break. That and I saw a fabulous recipe earlier in the week that Jo-Lynne of &lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/"&gt;Musings of a Housewife&lt;/a&gt; had talked about that I wanted to try. (I linked directly back to her post with the recipe since it was a few days ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/2011/06/menu-plan-monday-23.html"&gt;Shaved Parmesan Chicken &amp;amp; Lemon Creme&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome!! The recipe is lengthy but not hard, so that is one reason I linked back to her, which will take you to another blog for the original recipe. And the second reason is Jo-Lynne's blog is pretty fantastic. But don't take my word for it, go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, back to me cooking dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you this, I did ask Hubs to help me and he graciously stayed in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great summer dish. Light, not heavy and we served it with a salad and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know this, I will definitely need to buy more mushrooms, most of them were gone. And there were some pretty clean plates when we got done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of the finished product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bujWkHBPx-s/TggRDNcNPuI/AAAAAAAABf0/z7leuuRRXZ8/s1600/S1052740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622762881617313506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bujWkHBPx-s/TggRDNcNPuI/AAAAAAAABf0/z7leuuRRXZ8/s200/S1052740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if there was only smell and taste on here. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-981397281170499556?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/981397281170499556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=981397281170499556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/981397281170499556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/981397281170499556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/its-all-about-weekend-and-food.html' title='It&apos;s all about the weekend and the food'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bujWkHBPx-s/TggRDNcNPuI/AAAAAAAABf0/z7leuuRRXZ8/s72-c/S1052740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1383607993389089491</id><published>2011-06-24T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:50:51.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>I blame it all on the heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I know I know I didn’t put a post up for two days in row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the deal. It’s hot. I’m spent. Brain dead. Tired to the max. I can’t think straight. It’s hot! Baseball season is over, for now. School is out. Did I mention IT’S HOT! And since it is summer, I’m giving myself the freedom to blog or not to blog. If I don’t put up a post every day or if I skip two days in a row, it’s OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be consistently inconsistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope y’all have a great weekend. Stay cool, it’s hot outside! And I may or may not see you on Monday.&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/2089325298392397752-1383607993389089491?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1383607993389089491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1383607993389089491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1383607993389089491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1383607993389089491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/i-blame-it-all-on-heat.html' title='I blame it all on the heat'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-4110787624711642417</id><published>2011-06-21T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T07:00:07.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Hubs has mad cooking skillz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I know I've mentioned it a time or two that Hubs has some awesome cooking skillz! Yes with a "z" because that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Hubs bought some shrimp and grilled it along with some veggies. And I sauteed some yellow squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our neighbor who has a garden brought us over and entire bag of home grown tomatoes. There is nothing like a home grown tomato or cucumber. A little sprinkle of salt and pepper and it's just perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to my story. And so since we had the tomatoes, I sliced a few of them up and served them as a side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say dinner was awesome! Hubs really out did himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to make you envious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uX_abZFb6gk/TgANQ27nyEI/AAAAAAAABfs/SCKKoO1tnAU/s1600/S1052693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uX_abZFb6gk/TgANQ27nyEI/AAAAAAAABfs/SCKKoO1tnAU/s200/S1052693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620506918233032770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRqJtdbX6Og/TgANQeBOcqI/AAAAAAAABfc/6lft1cltbkQ/s1600/S1052691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRqJtdbX6Og/TgANQeBOcqI/AAAAAAAABfc/6lft1cltbkQ/s200/S1052691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620506911545651874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HcnKAcfwpiQ/TgANQB2-w6I/AAAAAAAABfU/qNU8HaUWEOQ/s1600/S1052690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HcnKAcfwpiQ/TgANQB2-w6I/AAAAAAAABfU/qNU8HaUWEOQ/s200/S1052690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620506903986488226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTfsEJZ_VIE/TgANQvAXJ2I/AAAAAAAABfk/Gjw0sTVdxi8/s1600/S1052692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTfsEJZ_VIE/TgANQvAXJ2I/AAAAAAAABfk/Gjw0sTVdxi8/s200/S1052692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620506916105430882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-4110787624711642417?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/4110787624711642417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=4110787624711642417' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4110787624711642417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/4110787624711642417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/hubs-has-mad-cooking-skillz.html' title='Hubs has mad cooking skillz'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uX_abZFb6gk/TgANQ27nyEI/AAAAAAAABfs/SCKKoO1tnAU/s72-c/S1052693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5867731457219269304</id><published>2011-06-20T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:12:41.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><title type='text'>My little All Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I hope all the dad's out there had a wonderful Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had weekend full of baseball. R2 had his All Star tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad to say we lost both of our games. The boys played their hearts out but it just wasn't in the cards. Sunday's game we should have won and I'm just gonna chalk that one up to bad calls by the umps. I think they were just ready to go because it was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my little All Star played great. He got a couple of triples and doubles. He got a few runs scored. He just did awesome and I'm so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfSWCdsQ24A/Tf7OdAFaPCI/AAAAAAAABfM/SUIMMz-cEmw/s1600/S1052694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620156382639176738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfSWCdsQ24A/Tf7OdAFaPCI/AAAAAAAABfM/SUIMMz-cEmw/s200/S1052694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5867731457219269304?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5867731457219269304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5867731457219269304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5867731457219269304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5867731457219269304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/my-little-all-star.html' title='My little All Star'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfSWCdsQ24A/Tf7OdAFaPCI/AAAAAAAABfM/SUIMMz-cEmw/s72-c/S1052694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3531993435383999508</id><published>2011-06-16T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T07:00:14.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><title type='text'>I had lunch with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I got to met and have lunch with &lt;a href="http://www.amuslovesbutch.com/"&gt;Amy from Theme Song of the Day.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I get started....Thanks for the hug &lt;a href="http://www.smartstrongsexy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt;! Next time you just need to fly here or Amy and I need to take a road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we met up for some Mexican food at one of my favorite places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and talked about everything. I don't even think we stopped talking to eat. We just took turns talking while the other took a bite. She was so real, just like her blog. And she also has a beautiful smile and some amazing hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I'm such the wonderful blogger, I do not have a picture. I forgot my camera and didn't even think to pull out my phone. But Amy remembered her camera and took a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great lunch and loved getting to know her! Hopefully we will get the chance to meet up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3531993435383999508?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3531993435383999508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3531993435383999508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3531993435383999508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3531993435383999508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/i-had-lunch-with.html' title='I had lunch with...'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-3314176559385991061</id><published>2011-06-14T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:17:50.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>Acting like an adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Why is that when things happen and you act like the adult and you are being the bigger person, no notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only seem to notice when you act like complete butt, everyone sits up and takes notice, even the fleas take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times you just really want to let it fly, put it out there, speak your mind and tell someone off. But you take the high road and let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was one of those days. I really wanted to speak my mind. Tell this person off to the ends of the earth. Sometimes I just wish I could blurt out what I really think. In the end, I said nothing and left well enough alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish more people would say, hey we know you were pretty mad but you acted like the adult and walked away and we noticed. And thanks for being the bigger person and doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I know what you did and one day it will come around and bite you in the butt! And I hope I'm there when it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK to be honest, that really didn't make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Ho, High Ho, it's off to the high road I go.......High Ho High Ho High Ho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-3314176559385991061?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/3314176559385991061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=3314176559385991061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3314176559385991061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/3314176559385991061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/acting-like-adult.html' title='Acting like an adult'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-7591975311203314333</id><published>2011-06-13T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:20:39.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All things bloggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gwS_m-V-kM/TfWA_36iRUI/AAAAAAAABfE/4PDPWCiWcVY/s1600/S1052605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617537945044141378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gwS_m-V-kM/TfWA_36iRUI/AAAAAAAABfE/4PDPWCiWcVY/s200/S1052605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I love my boys! All three of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a bonus this week, I get to meet &lt;a href="http://www.amuslovesbutch.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;! We are going to lunch later this week and I'm so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-7591975311203314333?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/7591975311203314333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=7591975311203314333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7591975311203314333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/7591975311203314333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gwS_m-V-kM/TfWA_36iRUI/AAAAAAAABfE/4PDPWCiWcVY/s72-c/S1052605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-8642543203044701930</id><published>2011-06-10T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:10:05.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature/Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>What is this stuff that fell from the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The other day we had about a 30% chance of rain. And around here 30% usually means 0%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rain Gods were smiling on us. That and I had R1 do a rain dance the day before. As a matter of fact it POURED!! And we needed it. We were about 30 inches short for the year. We're still short but at least now I only have a few brown spots in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only did we get rain we got high winds and hail! I really could do with out the hail but at this stage in the game I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HaW3ehfgM3M/TfGCfB169VI/AAAAAAAABes/QBy_Yy6KrUI/s1600/S1052635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HaW3ehfgM3M/TfGCfB169VI/AAAAAAAABes/QBy_Yy6KrUI/s200/S1052635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413679889872210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sU57o_fHviw/TfGCenS6mXI/AAAAAAAABek/7Jr2ZmHzNc0/s1600/S1052634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sU57o_fHviw/TfGCenS6mXI/AAAAAAAABek/7Jr2ZmHzNc0/s200/S1052634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413672763726194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--W8hz2zz58E/TfGCgI-gPRI/AAAAAAAABe8/3MoPI2ACVlo/s1600/S1052638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--W8hz2zz58E/TfGCgI-gPRI/AAAAAAAABe8/3MoPI2ACVlo/s200/S1052638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413698984787218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh and it rained so hard look what it did to my fern... poor thing is beaten down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4syQRwT_kVo/TfGCfvz6ZnI/AAAAAAAABe0/JN9r2BxbONQ/s1600/S1052636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4syQRwT_kVo/TfGCfvz6ZnI/AAAAAAAABe0/JN9r2BxbONQ/s200/S1052636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413692229478002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;That's OK it perked right back up and now looks so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another weekend full of baseball, so if I haven't died of heat exhaustion I'll be back on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-8642543203044701930?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/8642543203044701930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=8642543203044701930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8642543203044701930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/8642543203044701930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/what-is-this-stuff-that-feel-from-sky.html' title='What is this stuff that fell from the sky'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HaW3ehfgM3M/TfGCfB169VI/AAAAAAAABes/QBy_Yy6KrUI/s72-c/S1052635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-5843378743465486001</id><published>2011-06-09T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:08:51.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>I had to find something to beat this heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh the heat! I seriously don't remember it ever being this hot in early June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And several time in the past few weeks the weather man has even confirmed this by stating we have had new record highs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture with my phone and posted it on Facebook last Saturday where it showed it was 105 at 2pm. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;105 PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's this hot I go in search of ice cream. Blue Bell Ice Cream to be exact. During the Summer they come out with a few new flavors. And this year they did not disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what is in my freezer...no it's not the pizza rolls or the guacamole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HPb06te5Nk/TfAg5Aht69I/AAAAAAAABec/B3wkM_xmLRQ/s1600/S1052639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616024899097062354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HPb06te5Nk/TfAg5Aht69I/AAAAAAAABec/B3wkM_xmLRQ/s200/S1052639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;COCONUT FUDGE IS THE BOMB! &lt;/span&gt;It's like biting into a Mounds candy bar. It's heaven in a container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no that little creamery in Brenham Texas did not pay me to plug their ice cream. 1. They don't have to, it's just that good. (sorry all you Northerners) and 2. If they wanted to throw a few gallons my way, I would NEVER EVER turn them down, even if it's 20 below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit something, that little pint of Coconut Fudge only has about 2 maybe 3 bites left and that's if you scrap the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll leave you with the imaginary sound of me licking my lips because I just finished off that pint of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-5843378743465486001?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/5843378743465486001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=5843378743465486001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5843378743465486001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/5843378743465486001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/i-had-to-find-something-to-beat-this.html' title='I had to find something to beat this heat'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HPb06te5Nk/TfAg5Aht69I/AAAAAAAABec/B3wkM_xmLRQ/s72-c/S1052639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1796754053572586415</id><published>2011-06-08T07:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:10:26.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggie Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Dumplins' and dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I have the most awesome husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night he stayed up till 11pm cooking chicken and dumplings for me and a few of my co-workers. It's a special request meal. My supervisor is leaving and she is always hearing me brag on Hubs' cooking. So she asked him if he would cook one last meal for her. And her request was chicken and dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being that we had a ball game last night that went a tad bit longer than we expected, we won by the way, he was up very late cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was making the dumplings, from scratch flour was finding it's way to the floor. And who better to clean up the mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY_QpPEVS0g/Te781Ok5TyI/AAAAAAAABd8/Aw0wD3j0Hok/s1600/S1052640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615703776753700642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY_QpPEVS0g/Te781Ok5TyI/AAAAAAAABd8/Aw0wD3j0Hok/s200/S1052640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbA5l5en6Js/Te7810JNJsI/AAAAAAAABeM/Y_y2t6Uazd4/s1600/S1052642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615703786838107842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbA5l5en6Js/Te7810JNJsI/AAAAAAAABeM/Y_y2t6Uazd4/s200/S1052642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d20E_HGf0MY/Te79fMcdJxI/AAAAAAAABeU/zKilXaCNLi0/s1600/S1052641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615704497735935762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d20E_HGf0MY/Te79fMcdJxI/AAAAAAAABeU/zKilXaCNLi0/s200/S1052641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;She was in doggie heaven! My floor was spotless when she got but her face, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1796754053572586415?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1796754053572586415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1796754053572586415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1796754053572586415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1796754053572586415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/dumplins-and-dogs.html' title='Dumplins&apos; and dogs'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY_QpPEVS0g/Te781Ok5TyI/AAAAAAAABd8/Aw0wD3j0Hok/s72-c/S1052640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089325298392397752.post-1500732536641623648</id><published>2011-06-06T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:51:41.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Pretty Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I know, I couldn't come up with a better title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ladies you know it summer time and you know what means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your toes and feet pretty. Summer feet etiquette is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You polish must be fresh, not chipped or worn. And never paint just the toes that show through those peep toe shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand down the callouses and mounds of dead skin. Dry, rough, and chapped feet are just not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your toe nail length and toe nails nicely trimmed. Nails that click on the floor as you walk are just not attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to show that I am following my advice, take a look at what my feet look like after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCxdHIE-l0c/TexDztvG3GI/AAAAAAAABd0/OAaD3VxRsEE/s1600/S1052625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614937391153732706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCxdHIE-l0c/TexDztvG3GI/AAAAAAAABd0/OAaD3VxRsEE/s200/S1052625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;BASEBALL! I know, y'all wouldn't expect me to have anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089325298392397752-1500732536641623648?l=www.rrmama.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rrmama.net/feeds/1500732536641623648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089325298392397752&amp;postID=1500732536641623648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1500732536641623648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089325298392397752/posts/default/1500732536641623648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rrmama.net/2011/06/pretty-toes.html' title='Pretty Toes'/><author><name>RR Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180100343784111284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJS3ixhS7BE/SfeloO_v62I/AAAAAAAAAks/_B7wpZwMPmA/S220/RR-Header.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCxdHIE-l0c/TexDztvG3GI/AAAAAAAABd0/OAaD3VxRsEE/s72-c/S1052625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
