<?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-7899877691033910920</id><updated>2012-01-31T15:42:05.064-06:00</updated><category term='Leave your song request an I will play it'/><category term='Woohoo'/><category term='Getting Paid'/><category term='Sad'/><title type='text'>Here I am,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5390482507673269712</id><published>2012-01-31T15:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T15:42:05.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas or Ft.Worth? That is the Question.</title><content type='html'>As of right now, my immediate family and I live in a beautiful and affluent suburb of Dallas. The majority of the people who live in this small town are very well educated and&amp;nbsp;wealthy. The schools out here are wonderful. The&amp;nbsp;high school graduation rate out here is 97%. &amp;nbsp;The people out here are pretty nice BUT, we as in my family and I, are all alone out here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives whom I adore all live in Ft.Worth. &amp;nbsp;My Hubby doesn't talk to his family for so many reasons, it would probably require me to get an entirely new blog just to write about them, and they aren't worth it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way,&amp;nbsp; so my family is not close&amp;nbsp;by and I miss them. I miss all the fun we have when we are all together. I miss out on many family gatherings, like birthdays and pinatas. BUT, the part of Ft.Worth that I grew up in is NOT ideal for raising children. There is a HIGH crime rate, gangs are everywhere, drugs and teen pregnancy run rampant.&amp;nbsp; Now, Let me be fair, NOT ALL of Ft. Worth is like this, mostly just the North Side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently visited a good friend and her neighborhood in Ft. Worth is IDEAL! Its nice, crime is low, the other stuff, I have to check into to be sure, but by her description it's not like the North Side. That's a good thing right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my hubby, he loved the area and the idea of moving, providing that the house sells and he was able to find a GREAT job with GREAT benefits like he has now. Then, I talked to my 5 year old and she loves the idea of being near her uncle (my only brother) and her grandma, but she is in pre-school what does she know. I talked to my 1 year old and he&amp;nbsp;just babbled, but I think he likes the idea. THEN, I talked to my 13 year old about possibly moving and, well, she was crushed. She doesn't want to move. She loves the idea of being so close to our family but hates the idea of leaving all of the friends that she waited so long to make. (Archives, describe her struggle to make friends through out elementary, lets just say, girls are MEAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so now, I'm torn. I want to move, I want to be close to my brother and his new gf, who he may ask to marry soon. And you know what comes after marriage.....the baby carriage. I would go nuts if they have kids and I cant be near them to love on them and spoil them like they were my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being selfish? Uhm, yes, But the&amp;nbsp; real question is, is this a good thing for our family? &lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment and tell me what you think. I just don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I failed to consider is how my food trailer would do, if we moved? Will we be able to get into events the way we do now? ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5390482507673269712?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5390482507673269712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5390482507673269712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5390482507673269712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5390482507673269712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/dallas-or-ftworth-that-is-question.html' title='Dallas or Ft.Worth? That is the Question.'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7552935430987373658</id><published>2012-01-24T11:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:47:50.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY sick kids stink</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Did that get your attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first of all let me state that I ADORE MY CHILDREN! THEY ARE MY WORLD&amp;nbsp; with that said, I'm going to tell you all the ways my kids stink when they are sick. Because, you know, I'm the only mom who has ever gone through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get so puny and miserable. They get so snotty and sticky. They get high fevers, they get diareah. They get runny noses, they get stuffy noses. They get headaches, tummy aches and they get earaches. They get diaper rashes, they get itchy rashes.&amp;nbsp; They get soar throats, they get toe hurts. They get bug bites, they get up all night. They get bumps, they get bruises. They bite their tongue, they bite their cheek. They even bite their finger, hard, when they eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they get all of this. I Thank god that most of the time they only&amp;nbsp;get these one or two&amp;nbsp;at a time. I thank God that that is all we have ever struggled with.&amp;nbsp; What I do often&amp;nbsp;think about are the moms who have&amp;nbsp;lost their children. I think of the moms who wish they could have&amp;nbsp;just one more&amp;nbsp;sleepless night snuggling with their snot nosed coughing&amp;nbsp;child. The mom who longs for the endless&amp;nbsp;loads of laundry that come with upset tummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I write this in memory of all of the sweet&amp;nbsp;children that have passed away. Especially the two who my dear friend ( A mother of a 7 year old beating Leukemia, who I have written about before, check the archives.) mourns today..... 15 month old Sophia from Texas who died of Leukemia&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1 week ago and 12 year old Ashton also from Texas&amp;nbsp;who also died of cancer just a few days after Sophia. They were not related and didn't know each other. But they spent many days in the&amp;nbsp; same ICU of Children's Medical Center in Dallas along with many other children fighting this horrid disease.&amp;nbsp; May they rest in peace now, may they play in the gardens of heaven and never have to feel the pain of needles and chemo again. May they feel the warmth of Gods embrace and may their mothers feel the same, because one day they will meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7552935430987373658?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7552935430987373658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7552935430987373658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7552935430987373658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7552935430987373658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-sick-kids-stink.html' title='MY sick kids stink'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4776409834621665831</id><published>2012-01-19T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:35:44.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneeqpeeq</title><content type='html'>Not much to say today. BUT, I did find something pretty cool that I think you may enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just joined this really cool site called sneeqpeeq. I was a little skeptical when I heard about it but I am now having so much fun with it.&amp;nbsp; Its a website where you can go shopping at a discount for all sorts of goods. Anything from jewelry, clothing, home goods to food.&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;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfxI17qdCp4/TxiaCYjkT8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/xN3CUNhJgx8/s1600/sneek2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.discountclick.com/go/click.php?tid=771016"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The website is pretty fun too. They offer an incentive where if you invite a friend or you shop, you earn reward&amp;nbsp;coins that are called badges. These let you earn bigger discounts on all the amazing products that they sell.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention they have great LOW prices. Low prices&amp;nbsp;are my specialty and discounts on those low prices are even better! Any way. Please check out the link and the button on my side bar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4776409834621665831?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4776409834621665831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4776409834621665831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4776409834621665831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4776409834621665831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/sneeqpeeq.html' title='Sneeqpeeq'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfxI17qdCp4/TxiaCYjkT8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/xN3CUNhJgx8/s72-c/sneek2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-836870596652550371</id><published>2012-01-18T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:14:16.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>OK, I exaggerated...there is nothing to wow about. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired and have so much to do, I just cant get myself up to do what has to be done. &lt;br /&gt;Not trying to make excuses but, I feel a cold coming on and I am trying to shake this funk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also trying to update a few of the widgets on the side bar. Like the coffee one, its the 2011 model and I was just informed that I must upgrade. So upgrade I will...one of these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one request. If you are of the praying kind, I would like to send you to a blog called your caring angels. The lady who writes the blog found out a few months ago that she has cancer and she has a tough battle in front of her. So if you can and if you have the time please go visit her blog. I have a cute button that will take you to her blog on my sidebar..... It has a beautiful angel on it. &lt;br /&gt;In the mean time take a look in my archives ( I used to be really good at writing, that was when I only had one kiddo though)&lt;br /&gt;thank you for coming by. I wish I had more for you but, its just one of those days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-836870596652550371?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/836870596652550371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=836870596652550371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/836870596652550371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/836870596652550371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2885608779405639794</id><published>2012-01-10T17:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:52:35.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Food truck &amp; Making dinner</title><content type='html'>So, I'm making dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, yes, I think its a requirement in the mom clause.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who are new to my blog, I will tell you that cooking is one of my passions(&amp;nbsp;The other and first on my list is my kids.) Oh yeah&amp;nbsp;and I own a food trailer.&amp;nbsp;I should say my husband and I own a food trailer. We cook&amp;nbsp;Mexican food FRESH and on site. The food we make is authentic and we&amp;nbsp;offer the usual; fajita tacos, fajita nachos and more yumminess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, so, I'm making dinner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaand you may think that I would be cooking Tacos or something Mexican for my Mexican American family but nope, I'm making a rotisserie chicken, grean beans, and corn. (shhh, dont tell anyone but I slathered a little, and I mean a little bbq sauce on the chicken, no need to punish ourselves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so back to my point,  Lets just say, my hubby and I both can stand to lose a few pounds!! QUITE A FEW as a matter of fact!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like making resolutions, because, well, frankly I never ever keep them. I usually forget what I resolved to do. Running around with three kids will do that to you. What I did do is try and program myself into thinking about living a better and healthier life. You know what they say...Thinking is doing (I think they say that). This way of thinking&amp;nbsp;would require us to eat&amp;nbsp;less&amp;nbsp;and eat healthy. But, I will be careful and not call it a requirement, that sounds so official and I am known to resist &amp;nbsp;all things official. Yeah, I'm a rebel...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &amp;nbsp;I went to the grocery store the other day&amp;nbsp;with this DECISION in mind. EAT LESS &amp;amp; EAT HEALTHY.&amp;nbsp; Aaaaand, with this in mind it was easy to BUY HEALTHy.&amp;nbsp; A crazy thing happened at the register&amp;nbsp;though. The grocery bill was significantly less. I&amp;nbsp;was stunned and almost couldn't contain my excitement.&amp;nbsp; I did though, I dont think the young check out boy would have know what to do with a crazy lady&amp;nbsp;randomly laughing to herself at the register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did was so&amp;nbsp;easy,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;excluded all the quick frozen fried or processed foods. I bypassed the Ice cream zone, and still left the store with a CART FULL of groceries for WAY LESS MONEY!! I'm talking about 150 dollars a week to 98 dollars. I wont point out the obvious lesson here but,&amp;nbsp;If I was a math whiz I would be able to tell you the exact percentage of savings, alas, a math whiz I am not. All I do know is, it is a big difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that&amp;nbsp;my pantry and fridge are stocked with the good goods, I have been cooking lighter for&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a few days now and they have not complained. Ive even dropped 7 pounds. I wont lie though, I will still make tacos (not fried)&amp;nbsp;and food from my heritage, BUT,&amp;nbsp;that wont be a problem. Most Mexican food......AUTHENTIC Mexican food is not that unhealthy because real Mexican food is not fried and covered in yellow processed cheese. Real Mexican food is made with fresh spices, seasonal veggies, and great tasting meats. &lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to my food truck.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cook in my trailer, I feel this sense of accomplishment and excitement. Aside from being&amp;nbsp;the worlds greatest SAHM,&amp;nbsp;Its the greatest feeling ever! &lt;br /&gt;I have said this a million times and will continue to say it......I cook with the freshest ingredients (at home and in La Rosita (my trailer,)&amp;nbsp;BUT now we will even cook with leaner meats and I have decided to add CORN tortillas to our menu. I think the corn tortillas will be a healthy alternative to the fresh flour tortillas that we currently offer. I think it will be great&amp;nbsp;for the event goers who love to eat but would like to eat a little healthier.&amp;nbsp; With this addition the feeling of excitement that I have inside me right now is through the roof! &lt;br /&gt;I cant wait until this Spring when our events are scheduled. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos"&gt;La Rosita&lt;/a&gt; is going to wow you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Tigger would say to Winnie the Pooh.. TTFN.. Ta Ta For Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You don't quote story book characters in your everyday conversations, Well you should. ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2885608779405639794?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2885608779405639794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2885608779405639794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2885608779405639794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2885608779405639794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/thinking-food-truck-making-dinner.html' title='Thinking Food truck &amp; Making dinner'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3090638967941022820</id><published>2012-01-09T14:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:49:26.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please read</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a&amp;nbsp;great week and weekend. I did. I actually am still stunned from this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;I'm in shock because I am now the proud owner of a teenager. Yes, my oldest daughter turned 13 this weekend. You know what that makes me?&amp;nbsp; Well, you may say OLD, but I just say, the youngest and coolest mom to a teen that exists.....at least in this part of town.&amp;nbsp; BUT, EEEW,&amp;nbsp;not young as in&amp;nbsp; teenmom kind of young. I am 25...... and have been...... for the last seven years.... haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, Im in my EARLY thirties and fortunately&amp;nbsp;I am coming to grips with that. Look,&amp;nbsp;I'm just happy that my daughter and I can listen to the same kind of music &amp;amp; and that we&amp;nbsp;like the same kind of clothes although I would never wear some of that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm just not that &lt;strike&gt;30....20 something year old..uhm...young&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;lady who wears boots with fur with sweats that say juicy on the butt. Cute, maybe, for a young 20 ish chick.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am really happy that&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp; are so close and can talk about anything &amp;amp; that we have so much in common, which is why&amp;nbsp;if I do say so myself, I'm&amp;nbsp;pretty sure that&amp;nbsp;to her, I am a cool mom, minus the mom jeans..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, &lt;br /&gt;I have a guest post below this one. I hope you all can stop by and read his work. I read it and its kind of a moving story.&amp;nbsp; Check it out and thank you in advance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having more guest bloggers soon so keep coming back. I think its pretty fun and it keeps my work load a little light. hehehehe&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/7899877691033910920-3090638967941022820?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3090638967941022820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3090638967941022820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3090638967941022820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3090638967941022820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/please-read.html' title='Please read'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8313931041629802749</id><published>2012-01-09T14:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:26:37.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding a new church</title><content type='html'>Guest written by our friend Mason Abbott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently moved to a new city to get a fresh start on life.  I got a new job with a company that I love and a cute little house a little ways outside of the suburbs.  I like to live the quiet life.  I got all of my utilities set up right before I moved in including internet which I found at &lt;a href="http://www.satellitestarinternet.com/"&gt;satellitestarinternet.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The only thing I have left to really discover in my area is which church to go to.  I have talked to some people at work who have told me where they like to go but nothing so far has really jumped out at me as somewhere that I would fit in.  I decided to take this to the world wide web and see if I can Google search a church that will be right for me.  As it turns out this is a great way to check out some of the local churches in my area.  I can read about the people who work there as well as the mission for the church which is great for me because I like to know that where I go has a mission and purpose already laid out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8313931041629802749?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8313931041629802749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8313931041629802749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8313931041629802749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8313931041629802749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/finding-new-church.html' title='Finding a new church'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8671479233272340642</id><published>2012-01-03T14:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:31:35.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year new schedule</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, unless you have been living in a cave some where in the mountains&amp;nbsp;or in some remote jungle in the middle of the Amazon, you know that it is a NEW YEAR! 2012 is definitely here and things for &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos"&gt;La Rosita food trailer&lt;/a&gt; lare in full swing, so click the name to follow us on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&amp;nbsp;If you didn't know, you have about 11 1/2&amp;nbsp;months to get your things in order since the world is said to be coming to an end on December 21, of 2012. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda scary. There is so much I have to do. I kinda wish I knew how the world was going to end, and if its going to completely end for every one, or will it be a semi-habitable world all dusty and grey, like you see in the movies. If it ends up being the latter of the two, I would really like to prepare. I'm guessing we wont need to pack sun block since the sun will be all blocked out by the grey&amp;nbsp;dust. BUT,&amp;nbsp;I have three children, and uhm, living with out electronics of any kind will be pretty devastating...&lt;strike&gt;for me&lt;/strike&gt; them. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I want to know if I need to pack cold weather attire or will it be super hot. I'm a fan of shorts,&amp;nbsp;tanks and sandals but with out AC, I think it wont be as fun to run on the beaches as the magazines make it seem. Whoa, it just hit me..... what will I do with out the Internet???&amp;nbsp; Where will I&amp;nbsp;go to find all the latest sleaze on the celebs of the world? (wonder what they will pack)&amp;nbsp; Where will I go to read about all of my friends and the amazing things their kids do...no, I'm not being sarcastic...or am I? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is that I have faith. Aside from all my joking and sarcasm, I do believe in God, and I know that what ever his plan is for us, I will accept it and do my best to live and or Die as a good Christian. &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/7899877691033910920-8671479233272340642?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8671479233272340642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8671479233272340642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8671479233272340642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8671479233272340642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-schedule.html' title='New Year new schedule'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1342278849008150962</id><published>2011-12-29T10:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:11:07.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and Happy Birthday my son</title><content type='html'>Im a little late on the Christmas wishes, but I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! And to ensure that I am not late on the New Year&amp;nbsp;wishes, I would like to wish all of my followers, all eight of you,&amp;nbsp;hahaha!&amp;nbsp;A happy and safe New Year! May 2012 be your best year yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, Im going to get a bunch of tiny gifts ready for my baby boy who turns one today! &lt;br /&gt;My sweet baby boy has grown so much in his first year. I remember the day he was born. It was a BRUTAL labor. I went for the epidural, uhm, but, yeah, it didnt work!! So, needless to say, I was screaming in PAIN, but, as soon as he was in my arms all the pain was gone and all I felt was LOVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy birthday to my sweet little munchkin! May this next year be another amazing year for you my son, and may God continue to walk with you and care for you in his amazing grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1342278849008150962?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1342278849008150962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1342278849008150962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1342278849008150962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1342278849008150962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-little-late-on-christmas-wishes-but.html' title='Happy New Year and Happy Birthday my son'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2631930988522062196</id><published>2011-12-20T20:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:20:11.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food truck event- A Big deal</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;br /&gt;I said we were done for the year and we are. BUT, the work is far from over. I have tons of scheduling to do for the upcoming year. So far it looks like we have the entire month of April booked. Which is AW-SOME!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night as I was checking the &lt;a href="mailto:LaRositatacos@yahoo.com"&gt;LaRositatacos@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; email, I opened a very special invite to a very special event. We were invited to be one of the food vendors at midamericabikeweek.org special event benefiting disabled veterans and their families. I can not think of a more Honorable event to be invited to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you feel the the BUT, coming? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is a BUT. LaRosita is located in the Dallas Fort Worth area, and have been operating in this area. We have never really thought of going too far out of our metro area much less another state. Given, the state of Arkansas, is not very big and Hot springs is only about 4 1/2 hours away from the Dallas area.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 and a half hours. This would be quite a distance away from our local&amp;nbsp;butcher and our tortilla maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, the only way our food and food truck is even a tiny bit successful is because of the fresh fajitas and the fresh and AUTHENTIC flour tortillas that we use.&amp;nbsp; I have said it before and I'll say it again. We would never think of using pre-packaged tortillas of ANY kind. Its kind of - our unspoken motto, Only the freshest for La Rosita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are those little inventions called refrigerators and bags if ice. So this leaves me with a decision to make. Do we take a chance and&amp;nbsp;the 4 1/2 hour drive? This event is not until may, so we have some time to think about it. This could be an amazing opportunity for La Rosita but it could also be a HARD HARD trip to make.... we do have three young children after all.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, Check us out on facebook for pictures of our food and some of the events we have attended. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos&lt;/a&gt;. While your there make sure to click the LIKE button we could use the fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance. &lt;br /&gt;LaRosita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7899877691033910920-2631930988522062196?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2631930988522062196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2631930988522062196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2631930988522062196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2631930988522062196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-truck-event-big-deal.html' title='Food truck event- A Big deal'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4991348981355445928</id><published>2011-12-13T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:06:53.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Food truck adventure is over</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems that our food truck adventure is over. Over, FOR NOW. We have catered quite a few events in this past year and since winter is upon us, the prime food truck season is over.&amp;nbsp; We do however have LOTS of events lined up for April. If you really think about it, April is not that far away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We have almost the entire month booked. Can you say YAY! Well, I can.... YAY!&amp;nbsp;Our&amp;nbsp;team will also be back to what we call first string. My brother who has been working his butt off in other states will now be able to have weekends off. This means lots of extra man power help for my hubby. The generator we use is about the size of a small dinosaur,&amp;nbsp;needless to say, I was not much help loading and unloading that thing. Ah, but that is just a small part of the concession trailer adventures. We had so much fun but were also mesmerized at some of the things consumers would do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I give you a tip or two, as a possible consumer of a concession trailer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Please do not use the napkins from one trailer when you purchased from a different one.&amp;nbsp; (That is so not cool. Especially if you use said napkins to wipe off a table or your own food stand!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please do not ask for extra anything, unless you are ready to pay a little extra.&amp;nbsp; ( I mean, asking for extra meat in your taco, is like asking for another burger patty on your single patty burger. We will do it, but it will cost you a little more) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please do not make faces at the menu. (If you are at a Mexican food truck and are not of Mexican descent, chances are you will not know what everything is on the menu, don't be afraid to ask what it is, just don't make a&amp;nbsp;I-just-puked-in-my-mouth&amp;nbsp;face. Just so you know, In a truck or trailer the chef is almost always close by and can probably see your grimace, not exactly a compliment to the chef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Please Spread the word. (If&amp;nbsp; your at an event &amp;amp; you are eating the best taco, or nacho, or quesadilla you ever had, tell the folks around you at the event. Food trucks need your word of mouth advertising, its the best kind. People see you eating said food and know that is safe and know that it must be delicious. You can also spread the word on your social network!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Social networking helps ( If you like your favorite food truck and want to see it continue to thrive as a small business, then by all means spread the word on Facebook, twitter and any other social networking spot you may frequent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few tips. If I think of anymore I will definitely blog again. Until then, have fun at your local food truck and I hope you have a wonderful Christmas break. I know we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4991348981355445928?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4991348981355445928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4991348981355445928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4991348981355445928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4991348981355445928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-food-truck-adventure-is-over.html' title='Our Food truck adventure is over'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2203839036897885799</id><published>2011-12-07T18:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:42:56.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it a LOT!</title><content type='html'>Guest post written by Wilford Alford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing I love more than a big glass of red wine and an old episode (or four) of the Real Housewives – gosh I love that show! Ever since I got &lt;a href="http://www.cabletvadvisor.com/direct-tv-deals.html" title="cable tv deals site"&gt;cable tv deals&lt;/a&gt; that’s just about all I’ve been watching at home and though it’s surely killed off more than a few brain cells of mine in know that at the end of the day it’s okay that I get joy from NOT being any of those women. I think it’s kind of fun to scout out new urban areas to live in by watching the show and at the very least, learn what not to be like when I do get married and get myself in order. I know there’s something special about the ladies of Beverly Hills and it’s that they’re rich! Totally rich – rich enough to buy $150 a pop &lt;a href="http://www.invitationconsultants.com/index-wedding.aspx" title="invitation packages"&gt;invitations&lt;/a&gt;to a wedding, that’s how rich. I can’t even fathom it which is why I suppose I watch the show – to live vicariously through them or something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2203839036897885799?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2203839036897885799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2203839036897885799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2203839036897885799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2203839036897885799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-it-lot.html' title='Love it a LOT!'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6976613002455666076</id><published>2011-11-21T22:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:04:00.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars be gone! Rodan+Fields saved my face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723602"&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6501" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;Hello ladies and fellow mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723604"&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6502" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;Fist I would like to wish you all a happy Thanksgiving! As mothers we all have many things to be thankful for, even those messy t-shirts covered in spit up, and spaghetti sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723606"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6503" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mark"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; about to write about a very personal problem that I have/had been struggling with for the past few years. I'll also let you in on&amp;nbsp;something else I have discovered &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that I am extremely thankful for.&amp;nbsp; Ok, although I have three kids, they are &lt;span id="misspell-1"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; by quite a few years but not &lt;span id="misspell-1"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13219147347234595"&gt;purposely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I was  struggling with hormonal problems. Problems that lead me to struggle with infertility due to &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-2"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-3"&gt;Polycisitic&lt;/span&gt; Ovarian &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-4"&gt;Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;.) 8not sure of the spelling, guess I could have looked it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723608"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6504" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;If you have ever had a hormone imbalance then you know what all comes with this battle. Mood swings, restless nights and the problem that I personally hated the most, &lt;span id="misspell-6"&gt;excessive&lt;/span&gt; facial hair growth. &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="misspell-8"&gt;brunette&lt;/span&gt; so struggling with an abnormal amount of facial hair&amp;nbsp; was and is a battle in and of its own. It was over my top lip, on my cheeks like side burns, and worst of all under my chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723610"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6505" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;I was able to combat the upper lip with a wax and a &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-6"&gt;tweeze&lt;/span&gt; here and there. The side burns I would also get with wax BUT, the area under the chin was so sensitive that I could only handle &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-7"&gt;tweezing&lt;/span&gt;. So,  as the addict to &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-8"&gt;tweezing&lt;/span&gt; that I am, I &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-9"&gt;tweezed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-10"&gt;tweezed&lt;/span&gt;, and yes &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-11"&gt;tweezed&lt;/span&gt; some more. This never ending &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-12"&gt;tweez-athon&lt;/span&gt; created yet another problem, in grown hairs. Ingrown hairs that I would look at in horror in my magnifying mirror. I would &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-14"&gt;grab&lt;/span&gt; the tweezers and tug and pull until I would break the skin and finally pull out the stinking little hair.  Well, we all know what broken skin means, bleeding and scaring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723612"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6506" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;The scaring got so bad under my chin that the area was always a dark almost like a purple shaded cluster of zit looking spots. Only they were not zits, simply scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723614"&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6507" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;I contemplated having &lt;span id="misspell-16"&gt;micro-&lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-15"&gt;dermabrasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; treatments but those are &lt;span id="misspell-17"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; costly. In my part of town, I was looking at about $150....EACH treatment, and because of the large area I had to be treated,  I was not&amp;nbsp;going to be the lucky chick who just needed one treatment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, my  money saving solution at the time was to find the perfect shade of make up and cake it on to cover the horrid spots.  I was fooling myself though. I would often catch a glimpse of myself in different lighting and gasp at the sight. The sight of spots that I thought I had &lt;span id="misspell-20"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; covered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723616"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6508" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, three weeks ago a dear friend of mine saved my life and my &lt;span id="misspell-18"&gt;pocket&lt;/span&gt; book. Sarah. Sarah recently became a consultant for one of the nations top selling dermatological regimens being sold today,&amp;nbsp;called &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-16"&gt;Rodan&lt;/span&gt;+Fields. The board certified dermatologist of &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-17"&gt;Rodan&lt;/span&gt;+Fields have been featured on the Today show and magazines like &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-18"&gt;Harpers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-19"&gt;Bazzar&lt;/span&gt;, Vogue, &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-20"&gt;Redbook&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-21"&gt;Instyle&lt;/span&gt;, just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723618"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6509" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;These dermatologist created their own line of skin care systems that is &lt;span id="misspell-28"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; doing as &lt;span id="misspell-29"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; motto says, "changing skin and changing lives." At least it is changing mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723620"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6510" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;I have been using the 4 part &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-22"&gt;UNBLEMISH&lt;/span&gt; system that was created to get rid of acne and post acne scars, and my scars are still there but they are significantly lighter. I actually feel confident enough not to have to cake on the make up anymore. I can also see a change in the rest of my face.  Although I do not struggle with real acne like zits on the rest of my face, my skin is softer and cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723622"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6511" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;So, to make this long post short, I am thankful for my dear friend Sara and the products that she introduced me to. I would really like to encourage any of you who may be struggling with skin problems, anything from aging skin, dry skin, oily skin or scared skin from acne or even pregnancy mask, they have something for everyone.&amp;nbsp;Sara with &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-23"&gt;Rodan&lt;/span&gt;+Fields has the perfect regimen for you.  You can find her page on &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-24"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Rodan-Fields-by-Sarah-Corrigan/29..." rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #619cc1;"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Rodan-Fields-by-Sarah-Corrigan/29...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723624"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6512" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;I want to stress that I am not a paid spokesperson and this is NOT a paid advertisement. I wrote this because I believe in this product. I would never endorse anything that &lt;span id="misspell-33"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; true to its word. I also would never risk the &lt;span id="misspell-34"&gt;embarrassment&lt;/span&gt; of endorsing something that turns out to be a flub cause you know, I have a reputation to uphold..ha!&amp;nbsp; So I know, you &lt;span id="misspell-35"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know me from Sam, but I am no Sam. But, for what ever this is worth to you, I am a mother of three, who like you has limited time and money therefore I will NOT waste either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ms__id6513" style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you all &lt;span id="misspell-36"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; take the time to check out her &lt;span class="mark" id="misspell-25"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page or just find the actual R+F website, and please come back and let me know if you use it or have used it.  I would love to hear other testimonials like mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;you can also read this same post and others I have written at &lt;a href="http://www.socialmoms.net/profiles/blogs/my-fading-scars?xg_source=activity"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_14_1321914734723626"&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/7899877691033910920-6976613002455666076?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6976613002455666076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6976613002455666076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6976613002455666076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6976613002455666076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-ladies-and-fellow-mothers.html' title='Scars be gone! Rodan+Fields saved my face!'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3458745652032701456</id><published>2011-11-15T12:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:54:09.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please like my foodtruck facebook page</title><content type='html'>Ugh, I don't have much to say today. Its a gloomy day BUT, I/ and all of TEXAS welcomes the rain. I would rather just snuggle with my baby and a cup of coffee on a day like today. But, someone told me that drinking hot coffee isn't really a great idea while holding a squirmy&amp;nbsp;infant. Hmmm wonder why?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will do today is ask that you stop by my facebook page and like us. I neeeeeeed to get over 100 likes so that it can be an official page. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/larositatacos&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all&amp;nbsp; and please pass the link. You don't have to actually come to our events, just like us, that is all. ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3458745652032701456?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3458745652032701456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3458745652032701456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3458745652032701456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3458745652032701456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-like-my-foodtruck-facebook-page.html' title='Please like my foodtruck facebook page'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4113353859953710720</id><published>2011-10-14T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:41:23.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Food trucks are all the rage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, they are fun, fast and freaking tasty.&amp;nbsp; Recently, we had the pleasure of meeting quite a few trucks owners at our last event in Plano TX. But there was one that really peaked our interest. It was an Italian fried food truck. The owners are actually&amp;nbsp;from Italy and are the nicest people we have met on our food truck adventures thus far. &lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilyvdr3BxI4/TpkOfktMMvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GikjaTPr2Qw/s1600/the+line+at+larosita1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilyvdr3BxI4/TpkOfktMMvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GikjaTPr2Qw/s320/the+line+at+larosita1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;our first gig at aspasians.org in Rockwall Tx&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know more about this awesome traveling food truck and of course my food truck go to our Facebook page &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food/206266212739418"&gt;La Rosita- Mexican Food&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food/206266212739418"&gt;click me&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We also have lots of pictures of the events and our food so go take a look at those as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need all the likes we can get, so please tell all your friends about us, this face book link and this blog. If you follow us, we will definitely follow you. Just leave a follow link and I will return the favor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, please take a minute to check out the list of followers on my side bar. They have awesome blogs and will also pay you a visit in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4113353859953710720?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4113353859953710720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4113353859953710720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4113353859953710720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4113353859953710720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-trucks-are-all-rage-well-yeah-they.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilyvdr3BxI4/TpkOfktMMvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GikjaTPr2Qw/s72-c/the+line+at+larosita1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2371865163781938170</id><published>2011-10-10T13:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T13:20:47.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content by Mauricio Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got &lt;a href="http://www.expertsatellite.com/direct-tv/direct-tv-nashville-tennessee.html"&gt;Direct  Tv&lt;/a&gt; and I have really enjoyed it. It has been a while since we have had  television service, just because I never felt like we could really afford it. My  neighbors told me about a good deal that they had gotten. We decided that we  could handle the extra overhead each month and got it. One thing that I missed  that I love doing in the morning is watching the Today Show. He have an HD  television, so it comes it beautiful and clear each morning from “Rockerfeller  Plaza”. My parents always watched the Today Show in the mornings before they  went to work and I love doing the same. It has the world and national news, but  also mixes in light hearted things that I love to watch in the morning. They  have special guest interviews and also have chefs on the show. If I could think  of my absolute dream job, it would be to be an anchor on Today. Maybe in my next  lifetime I’ll get a journalism degree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2371865163781938170?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2371865163781938170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2371865163781938170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2371865163781938170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2371865163781938170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-content-by-mauricio-benson-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2508372305926995954</id><published>2011-10-10T13:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T13:25:23.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! Food trucks watch out!&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food/206266212739418"&gt; La Rosita Mexican food&lt;/a&gt; is on a mission. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our whirl wind food truck tour is over...for now. We have a few pics on facebook, if you want to check them out go to &amp;nbsp; We did pretty darn good for a few rookies. &lt;br /&gt;I feel badly for not posting in quite a while. I feel like I need to recharge the batteries and get back into writing mode. To do that I will have another post today. Yep, two in one day, that's how badly I missed my lil ole blog.&amp;nbsp; Could you hear the Texas twang in that last sentence?&amp;nbsp; lol, But seriously I hope to&amp;nbsp;have more blog opportunities. Please take a minute to read the post above this one. Its a product review by a guest blogger&amp;nbsp;and I'm pretty stoked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I would like to send a big&lt;br /&gt;thank you to all my fans and followers&lt;br /&gt;all two of you.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check us out and LIKE us on Facebook by clicking &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food/206266212739418"&gt;THIS LINK for La Rosita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2508372305926995954?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2508372305926995954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2508372305926995954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2508372305926995954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2508372305926995954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/10/wow-our-whirl-wind-food-truck-tour-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-435041879888062946</id><published>2011-09-13T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T15:51:54.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! Again, I have NOTHING! Nothing new really. &lt;br /&gt;I have been sooooo stinking busy getting ready for our next festival find out more about it at &lt;a href="http://aspasians.com/"&gt;Aspasians.com&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;where we will be selling my world famous&amp;nbsp;Mexican food. Ok, so probably not world famous but yummy nonetheless. &amp;nbsp;If you live in the N.Texas area you should totally come to Rockwall and check us out. I would also like to ask you to check out my facebook page &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food/206266212739418"&gt;facebook.com/pages/La-Rosita-Mexican-Food&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends about the page. I would really like to hit 100 fans or likes before the end of the year. Why the end of the year? Not really sure, I guess I just want to end the year on a high note. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance! Hope you get to come out to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-435041879888062946?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/435041879888062946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=435041879888062946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/435041879888062946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/435041879888062946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-again-i-have-nothing-nothing-new.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2099199620016250015</id><published>2011-09-09T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:25:38.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well blogosphere, I took a huge leap of faith today. &lt;br /&gt;I have been pondering the idea of a recent innovative idea I had while dealing with my teething 8 month old. Now as much as I would like to post&amp;nbsp; about this AMAZING&amp;nbsp;idea here, something tells me that, that&amp;nbsp;would not be such a great idea. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the leap was that I researched and&amp;nbsp;contacted the company that makes the product that I would like to innovate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Notice I say, innovate. I cant say invent, because obviously the product already exist and the product is&amp;nbsp; pretty darn good. I just want to make a &lt;strike&gt;slight&lt;/strike&gt; no HUGE change to it. My change would make it multi purpose, rather than the single use product that it currently is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to post again about this soon. I hope that they contact me ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to contact a lawyer to make sure that my idea is not stolen! Looks like I still have some work to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2099199620016250015?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2099199620016250015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2099199620016250015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2099199620016250015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2099199620016250015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/09/well-blogosphere-i-took-huge-leap-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7065079749510504299</id><published>2011-09-08T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T18:15:10.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are you a busy mom or dad&amp;nbsp;trying to run a business from home, car, minivan, or&amp;nbsp;local coffee shop? &lt;br /&gt;Well, I have something for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you can relate to this scenario and if not close your eyes and imagine if you will.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a busy week to say the least. I get up at a quarter to 6 in the morning, get lunches ready. Make sure the girls are actually up and at 'em, like I &lt;strike&gt;yelled&lt;/strike&gt; so kindly asked them to be. by 7:30,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;back packs are&amp;nbsp;locked and loaded, lunches are&amp;nbsp;cold and ready, kids fairly clean, dressed and are actually wearing matching socks.&amp;nbsp; Whoa wait, OK, yep, my socks match too. &lt;br /&gt;Whew,&amp;nbsp;running around with three kids is harder than I thought it would be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a thing that really makes it difficult is trying to take a business&amp;nbsp;phone call with an infant in one arm a toddler holding onto my purse so I don't lose her and a pre-teen who is in constant chatter mode. Phone calls?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yeah not in this life time. At least not while they are awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do like to do from time to time BUT NEVER while driving is text. But texting can cost a pretty penny with your average phone company. So, to try and solve my monetary issue,&amp;nbsp;I did with this what I do with all my questions about the universe. I went online. I found a great site called Textingly.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is so cool. You can sign up for free and can send up to date text messages with all of your important business information. It is very professional looking and you don't even have to wear matching socks to send a text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textingly, helps your business by&amp;nbsp;increasing sales,&amp;nbsp; build customer loyalty, and&amp;nbsp;reach customers immediately. And that's not all, they offer a way to advertise your business's&amp;nbsp;special promotions with just one push of the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.discountclick.com/go/click.php?tid=683722"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nord0pzy8tA/TmlDsBPfaZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8P2EwzfHhTI/s1600/text.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look,&amp;nbsp; I could go on and on but what fun would that be? Click on the pic below or the one I added to my side bar and check them out your self. Its free to try so you cant go wrong. And as always come back and leave me a comment and tell me how much you love this new service. FREE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7065079749510504299?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7065079749510504299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7065079749510504299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7065079749510504299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7065079749510504299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-busy-mom-or-dad-to-run-business.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nord0pzy8tA/TmlDsBPfaZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8P2EwzfHhTI/s72-c/text.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6160427004632749713</id><published>2011-08-31T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:21:15.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am out of words today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I guess I just have too much to do. Seems I have company coming over tomorrow. My sneaky&amp;nbsp;mom&amp;nbsp; was supposed to surprise me by showing up with&amp;nbsp;my favorite auntie in the whole world &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;whom I have not seen in a year.&amp;nbsp; Let me just say, I'm glad my cousin spilled the beans... NOW I&amp;nbsp;MUST CLEAN!&amp;nbsp; Living with three kids and a &lt;strike&gt;child like&lt;/strike&gt; hardworking&amp;nbsp;hubby = MESS MESS MESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to send you over to my mom's blog. She has a crafty hobby and really enjoys making custom greeting cards.&amp;nbsp; By the way she takes orders.&amp;nbsp;Please take a minute and&amp;nbsp;check out &lt;a href="http://craftingwithgranny.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://craftingwithgranny.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also makes some really great Salsa and you can order that from her as well. I just created her salsa blog so its not quite finished. You can find that at &lt;a href="http://salsabyedie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://SalsabyEdie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;She takes orders for that as well. I must warn you though, she just got a huge order so it may take a little while to get you your Salsa, but I'll tell ya.....its worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6160427004632749713?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6160427004632749713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6160427004632749713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6160427004632749713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6160427004632749713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-out-of-words-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6727017048476070122</id><published>2011-08-25T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:38:36.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, we are almost at the end of the first week of school. Both of my girls are loving it. New experiences and new friends. What more could they ask for? Well, actually, my 12 year old always asks for a tasty lunch. After brown bagging it the last 4 years, she finally decided to give middle school lunches a try...after her daddy and I talked her into it.&amp;nbsp; The first day she was so happy. The pizza was good, it had real pepperoni (I had no idea there was a such thing as fake pepperoni) it was thick and it filled her up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, good to know.&amp;nbsp; Whats weird is that after all of the bad publicity about&amp;nbsp;public schools having vending machines in them and passing laws to ban them in schools, my daughters school has one and yes, she has already asked for money to explore&amp;nbsp;said machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a snippet of our conversation on this oh so controversial topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12 year old to me&lt;/em&gt;- Mom, you know, the school has a vending machine, and, well, I saw a lot of&amp;nbsp;my friends buying things from it. It has my favorite candy bar. Can I please have a dollar so I can get one too. pleeeeeease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me to the 12 year old&lt;/em&gt;- UHM NO! Junk food is not good for you, junk food cost way too much in those machines &amp;amp; besides a&amp;nbsp;young girl your age should stay away from junk food and vending machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My 4 year old to the entire grocery store&lt;/em&gt;- MOM!&amp;nbsp; I don't want these chocolate cookies, I want the ones that we put in our ice cream at home, you know the one when we put marshmallow and caramel all over it, you know, your favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm yeah about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6727017048476070122?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6727017048476070122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6727017048476070122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6727017048476070122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6727017048476070122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-we-are-almost-at-end-of-first-week.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7562921692326209518</id><published>2011-08-15T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:54:01.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting ready for school?&lt;br /&gt;We are. My oldest daughter will now be in middle school, so, first day of school is nothing new to her. But this year both of my&amp;nbsp;daughters will be entering school. YEP, my 4 year old will be in Pre-K.&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;gone to Mothers Day Out for the past couple of years so, a school like atmosphere wont be new to her. What will be new to her is the longer hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little torn with this situation. The fighting has grown old and I have run out of creative ways to keep them entertained indoors and out of the scorching heat, so the thought of school being only a week away&amp;nbsp;is actually a small source of relief for me. Kinda like, "whew, let some one else entertain and stimulate their minds,&amp;nbsp;so that I&amp;nbsp;may reclaim my television and sink into the sofa with a warm cup of coffee" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my little bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who am I kidding? There will be no sinking into sofa's, chairs or anything that resembles a seat. My 7 month old baby BOY, who is absolutely the worlds cutest most handsome baby boy ever, is just that, a BOY. He started crawling the last week of his 5th month and is already more adventurous than both of my girls ever where.&amp;nbsp;He has&amp;nbsp;put me back on my game.&amp;nbsp;Last week I found him up on the 4th step of our stair case. Uhm can you say emergency room? Had I not realized it was a little too quiet in the house and gone looking for him, I'm sure we would have had to make a trip to the hospital. Thank God for baby gates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, back to what troubles me. I am nervous for my middle schooler. Will she find friends, she is still pretty shy. Will she fit in? She is a book worm and a straight A student. NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING! I'm beyond proud of her, but there is always that worry for her and the hopes that she doesn't have to sit in the cafeteria alone at lunch.&amp;nbsp;I hope and pray that she has an easy year.&amp;nbsp;But,&amp;nbsp;I know she will be OK. At least I have tried to convince myself of that lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also feeling guilty about sending the 4 year old to school. She doesn't have to go. Pre-K is not mandatory.&amp;nbsp;I just want her to go. I know she needs it. Like a flower needs water, this child, my middle child requires lots of attention. She&amp;nbsp;tends&amp;nbsp;top get into trouble when she is bored. &amp;nbsp;Am I making a mistake? Should I have kept her home with me for one last year? Part of me says keep her home, but the part of me that catches her, lost in some lame TV show not at all suitable for her age, reminds me that giving her a head start in school can only be a good thing.&amp;nbsp; I can see her now. Coming home with&amp;nbsp;a smile that could light up a room, and in her proud tiny hand,&amp;nbsp;a work of art made out of elbow noodles, or some other pasta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I'm not making the wrong decision. No, I'm not a bad mother for wanting them to be apart. Remember that old cliche, Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I think this will be true for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must end this post, not because its entirely too long, but because once again, the coo's and babbles are no longer audible......Baby Boy WHERE are you??????&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7562921692326209518?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7562921692326209518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7562921692326209518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7562921692326209518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7562921692326209518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-ready-for-school-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5124627221239242615</id><published>2011-08-10T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:44:47.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Business cards. We all know what they are for. So there is no need for me to explain their purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do want to tell you about, is something I'm sure you all have heard about before. &lt;a href="https://click.discountclick.com/vistaprint/click.php?tid=670085"&gt;Vista Print- FREE BUSINESS CARDS.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking for a gift for someone? Are you already thinking about what to get that special some one for the holidays? Because, I'm sure you are one of those awesome super moms who has all of their Christmas shopping done way before December has even arrived. God, Knows I'M NOT! OR, are you a mom starting your own business?&amp;nbsp; Maybe your not sure if you want to spend lots of money on business cards right away? Then I think VistaPrint could be just what you need. You can go on their web site and choose your own design, and you get to personalize just what you want your cards to say.&amp;nbsp; And best of all they are FREE! There is no catch. The only thing that you do end up paying for is the shipping, which was $5 when I ordered mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ec.atdmt.com/b/VS00FVISUVIS/SSpiderreBrandpinwheelFBC_300x250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://ec.atdmt.com/b/VS00FVISUVIS/SSpiderreBrandpinwheelFBC_300x250.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That was my first business venture and it was with my &lt;strike&gt;slacker in law&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;sister in law, and, lets just say, it never really went anywhere. I actually have a few cards left. I keep them as mementos of a business dream that uhm, never came true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This however is a great example of why I highly recommend &lt;a href="https://click.discountclick.com/vistaprint/click.php?tid=670085"&gt;Vistaprint&lt;/a&gt;. Not to be a Debbie downer, but, if your business does not turn out to be all that you dreamed it could be, look at the bright side. You didn't spend a ton of money on custom business cards that you never used, and are now just sitting at the bottom of your "get to it later pile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you take a look at the link above and give them a try.&amp;nbsp;Don't forget to&amp;nbsp;come&amp;nbsp;back here and let me know what you think&amp;nbsp;of your new cards. You can&amp;nbsp;even leave me a pic of your new cards, I would love to see what you came up with. Who knows, you may even get some free publicity from it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5124627221239242615?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5124627221239242615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5124627221239242615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5124627221239242615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5124627221239242615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/business-cards.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2484861392992923192</id><published>2011-08-08T17:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:30:27.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gourmet Coffee while blogging. Sounds like the ultimate way to either start or end my day. &lt;br /&gt;When I first started blogging. I had no clue what to do, where to start or what to say, so I just sat down at my desk with a warm cup of joe and thought. I thought about all the things going on in the world. I thought of all the crazy things my children were up to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how many of you feel this way, but I can not drink coffee straight or black. I have to have it with lots of sugar, creamer, and milk.&amp;nbsp;If I feel like indulging&amp;nbsp;a little, I add specialty creamers like French vanilla (my fav), hazelnut, or even chocolate cherry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest. Most of the time, I INDULGE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But coffee at that famous coffee joint with the green circular icon, is quite expensive, so I try to make my own coffee at home. I started researching gourmet coffee on the web and found this awesome site called &lt;a href="http://click.discountclick.com/go/click.php?tid=668373"&gt;ROASTe.COM&lt;/a&gt;. They offer so many different types of coffee, I don't know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.roaste.com/files/468x60_Free_Shipping.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="41" src="http://www.roaste.com/files/468x60_Free_Shipping.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your looking for micro-brew, they have it. If your looking of espresso, they have it. If your looking for single origin coffee beans, what do ya know, they have it.&amp;nbsp; They also have tons of gadgets for the real&amp;nbsp;coffee enthusiast. From coffee makers to grinders and even the awesome&amp;nbsp;combo set, grinder and maker. They even have milk frothers and filters. Look, you name it they -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://click.discountclick.com/go/click.php?tid=668373"&gt;ROASTe.COM&lt;/a&gt; has it. I have a list of things I intend to purchase. I hope you take a minute to check them out. I should be honest though. If you like your coffee and you like all that coffee is, you WILL NOT spend only a minute on this site, so I suggest you make yourself a cup-o-joe, slip into your favorite chair and get comfy, because once you enter this site,&lt;strike&gt; you will wish&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;you had the&amp;nbsp;top of the line stuff&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; you will&amp;nbsp;feel like your actually&amp;nbsp;in one of those expensive coffee joints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and best of all. Roaste.com is offering FREE shipping on ALL orders over $35. You can also use this code to get $5 off&amp;nbsp;your first purchase - BLOGME5. &amp;nbsp;Not bad if you ask me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2484861392992923192?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2484861392992923192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2484861392992923192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2484861392992923192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2484861392992923192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/gourmet-coffee-while-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8615206759005963066</id><published>2011-08-06T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T14:46:11.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please read the guest post below. She has some great tips for Christmas time. Yes, I know, we are in the middle of a heat wave in August but, it is never to soon to start preping for the big day. Just think of all the time and stress you will save yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance, &lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8615206759005963066?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8615206759005963066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8615206759005963066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8615206759005963066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8615206759005963066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/please-read-guest-post-below.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8871492980767799915</id><published>2011-08-06T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T14:41:47.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to  Roman May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight of Christmas decorations and supplies in stores usually signal the beginning of the Christmas season. I have decided that this year we are saving money on supplies by making our own. It is also more fun. I am going to involve the kids in the craft making this year. This will help them develop their motor skills and help them use their creativity. I also think it is a great way to distract the kids from thinking about their own gifts for a little while. Paper lanterns are easy to make and even easier to hang. Christmas chains are fun and can be made with paper or popcorn. We may use popcorn so we can eat the leftovers while watching Christmas movies we have seen on &lt;a href="http://www.direct.tv/direct-tv-deals.html"&gt;http://direct.TV&lt;/a&gt; satellite channels. &lt;a href="http://www.ricekrispies.com/recipes/christmas-star-treats.aspx"&gt;Christmas stars&lt;/a&gt;can be made from pipe cleaners and I am sure the girls will like to make the family?s Christmas card this year. I am hoping that this will become a tradition with us and maybe one day my daughters will continue the tradition with their own families&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8871492980767799915?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8871492980767799915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8871492980767799915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8871492980767799915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8871492980767799915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/christmas-is-coming-thanks-to-roman-may.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1406664588904558818</id><published>2011-08-01T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T16:25:49.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Children locked in&amp;nbsp;a car for two hours while their parents try to make money at a plasma donation center. (wonder what they were getting money for???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's the headline&amp;nbsp;in today's news.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;live in the Dallas-Ft. Worth Metropolitan area. Texas!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, August is here, and boy does the nation know it. There is nothing subtle about this intense heat wave. Every one is&amp;nbsp;feeling the heat.&amp;nbsp;From Oregon to New York and even Washington D.C. &amp;nbsp;In Texas we sort of expect a HOT summer but, the people in what is normally the cooler part of the Nation are not used to this. I'm sure that soon we will be hearing of the toll the heat wave is taking on people across the U.S.&amp;nbsp; So if we as adults, can not handle the heat, then why on earth would anyone leave children locked in a vehicle.....IN TEXAS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand this and I never will. My children are my everything. As I drive, I make sure to follow all the road rules to keep them safe. I make sure that I look all around for any sign of o0ncoming danger while I have them in my vehicle.&amp;nbsp; So I ask again, why then would any one leave children alone in a vehicle? In this heat wave no&amp;nbsp;one could survive, I bet not even a bug.&amp;nbsp; So with that I am re posting a link to an article that&amp;nbsp;I wrote a few&amp;nbsp;summers ago&amp;nbsp;about a child who died because&amp;nbsp;some one forgot to get them out of the car. I do&amp;nbsp;not want to upset you. OR MAYBE I DO, Maybe that's what we need, a reminder and a wake up call, to stop taking our children for granted and to stop the NEGLECT! &lt;br /&gt;Here is the link. I hope you take a moment to read it. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/903873/a_19_month_old_baby_dies_in_the_texas_pg2.html?cat=25"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/903873/a_19_month_old_baby_dies_in_the_texas_pg2.html?cat=25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1406664588904558818?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1406664588904558818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1406664588904558818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1406664588904558818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1406664588904558818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/08/children-locked-in-car-for-two-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6343819312145739158</id><published>2011-07-28T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:36:35.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you have a child? Do you have more than one? What about that ever uneven number 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&amp;nbsp;I have three children. Each of them a blessing from heaven above. Lately though,&amp;nbsp;I seem to have forgotten&amp;nbsp;my role in this family I have helped create.&amp;nbsp; The role of MOM, MOTHER, MAMA, MOMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a 6 month old infant its quite hard to get back to normal physically and mentally let alone getting the house back in order. Well lately, I have been so eager to be super mom, you know the type,&amp;nbsp;with the spotless house, clean and well mannered children.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And the more I try the more I fail at one thing or another.&amp;nbsp; If I tend to the kids, my house is a mess. If I clean the house my kids are a mess. There is no end to my madness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in my frustration I began to feel unhappy with myself. I began to feel like a failure. UNTIL, late last night when I read a blog post by a dear friend. She called it &lt;a href="http://tisawhite.com/2011/07/27/5-things-every-child-wants/"&gt;5 things every child wants&lt;/a&gt;. This post was almost like the slap in the face that I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else could be more important than my children? NOTHING! NOT ONE DAMN THING! Why then have I become this grumpy monster with a huge to do list? Maybe I have been possessed. hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure why, but where ever she came from, I'm sending her right back. I want to be the happy mommy that I strive to be. I want my children to remember their mother as the happy loving person that I know I can be.&amp;nbsp; SO, the heck with the to do list. I'm leaving that for the fake ladies I read about in those magazines, or see on TV. AHHHH, did I just figure out the root to my problem? TV and Magazines, yes, we all know how truthful and normal the people who grace them are. (catching my sarcasm yet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a virtual slap in the face to remind you how wonderful it is to be a mom, I highly suggest the purple link above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me ending this post, shutting off the TV, and turning on the radio. Time to dance challenge my kids. Its their favorite thing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6343819312145739158?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6343819312145739158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6343819312145739158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6343819312145739158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6343819312145739158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-have-child-do-you-have-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4228302639006369938</id><published>2011-07-11T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T01:16:30.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, our wood floors need a little bit of help. Actually, lots of help or what is called &lt;a href="http://commercialfloorcleaning.blogspot.com/"&gt;floor maintenance&lt;/a&gt;. We installed laminate flooring about 7 years ago and apparently we didn't read the manual close enough. (there was no real manual, just an installation instruction sheet.) We installed the flooring over &lt;a href="http://commercialfloorcleaning.blogspot.com/"&gt;concrete flooring&lt;/a&gt; that the builder had installed beneath the carpet. Well, now its showing signs of water damage from the kids spilling their drinks. Notice I said kids, this includes the husband too. That was not something I think I considered when we went with the inexpensive choice of laminate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately we have been thinking about installing real wood floors. The thing is, unlike the floors we have now, real wood needs lots of up keep and maintenance.&amp;nbsp; You have to keep them very clean, you cant scratch them or you will definitely have to get the flooring restored, or should I call it by its professional term,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://commercialfloorcleaning.blogspot.com/2011/03/wood-for-perfect-flooring.html"&gt;wood restoration&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a web site that gives you a little insight as to the how, what and when to keep up with maintaining your floors. The more I read it the more I think I would rather have the rich look of real wood floors. The problem is can our budget afford it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4228302639006369938?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4228302639006369938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4228302639006369938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4228302639006369938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4228302639006369938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-our-wood-floors-need-little-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5253821720181654464</id><published>2011-07-02T00:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:55:48.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My husband used to be a mechanic. I say used to because when the economy fell so did the size of his wages. People were not getting their vehicles repaired at dealerships any more. The cost was and is &amp;nbsp;outrageous. &amp;nbsp;He found out that more and more people were either taking their cars to small shops or fixing the problem themselves. And well, he has a family to support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my husband is an ASE certified automotive technician and knows quite a bit about fixing vehicles of all types, there has come a time when he needs a little help. Yes, some times he needs to look up information on how much it will cost&amp;nbsp;to do a certain job on a certain vehicle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that day comes there is only one web site that he dares to visit for help. Its called &lt;a href="http://repairpal.com/"&gt;repairpal.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;There you can find a wide array of information on the "how to's"&amp;nbsp;of auto repair. This web site explains in detail what the problem is, how it started and how&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;can be fixed.&amp;nbsp;You can find anything from&amp;nbsp;oil, and brakes to more difficult task like tune ups and engine repair. Then this web site will help you find out about how much you should expect to pay for a repair to helping you find&amp;nbsp;a shop near you that can solve your particular problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The web site is great. It is easy to use and is very informative.&amp;nbsp; Now, as a woman married to a mechanic, I really don't have the need for this web site BUT, if the day ever came that my hubby, my built in mechanic is not around to help, I may find my way to this web site.&amp;nbsp;Check&amp;nbsp;this web site out&amp;nbsp;for your self. And if your anything like me, and you enjoy&amp;nbsp;saving a buck, while getting good service. &amp;nbsp;I'm guessing you will be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5253821720181654464?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5253821720181654464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5253821720181654464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5253821720181654464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5253821720181654464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-husband-used-to-be-mechanic.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1381157736650214223</id><published>2011-05-31T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T12:06:33.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this is it. &lt;br /&gt;We are in the final week of preparations. Prepping for what you may ask. &lt;br /&gt;Prepping for our biggest gig yet. &lt;br /&gt;My new business venture, or what I call my mini restaurant will be up and running at the world largest flea market and trade show in the world.&amp;nbsp; Its in Canton Texas and people from all over the country to experience all Canton has to offer.&amp;nbsp; From your regular flea market finds to brand new items, hand made arts and crafts, to an old fashioned gun fight. No fear, its just a&amp;nbsp;show put on by a group of Cowboys that call them selves the Texicans. Its very entertaining. And let me not leave out the food. So much to choose from but of course I want you all to choose mine. I promise you wont regret it and you will leave satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be our first time selling our Authentic Mexican food in Canton and we are excited. My crew is raring to go, and so are my hubby and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use real, flour tortillas for the chicken or beef fajita tacos. We also use them for our beef or chicken quesadillas. We have nachos as well, and yes, they can also&amp;nbsp;have a meat of your choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as great as my food is, my pride and joy is my salsa. Its a family recipe that was passed down from my late&amp;nbsp;Grandmother Rosa.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;use all fresh ingredients, from the tomatoes to the&amp;nbsp;peppers and onons. &amp;nbsp;It has just the right amount of heat&amp;nbsp;and a fresh flavor that you wont get from any other salsa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have great pics on facebook&amp;nbsp;of what we have to offer and some of the events we have catered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find us on facebook under the name La Rosita-Mexican food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your looking for something interesting to do the weekend before the first Monday in June. Come out to Canton TX the sleepy little town that comes alive with over a million people for one weekend a month.&amp;nbsp; You can find us by locating&amp;nbsp;La Rosita and&amp;nbsp;our big red trailer or just smell your way to the best tacos you have ever had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1381157736650214223?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1381157736650214223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1381157736650214223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1381157736650214223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1381157736650214223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2807070772871946792</id><published>2011-05-29T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:16:15.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_3_1306645611816143"&gt;My Run to the Dog Park&lt;/div&gt;Guest post from: Marion Slater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_3_1306645611816145"&gt;When  I go running I usually go when I can take my dog. She is a Labrador  retriever and, living in the city, she needs to get out an moving as  much as I can get her to. So as long as the weather is nice and I have  the time, I hook her up to her leash and head out. Before I leave the  house, I make sure that I set my home alarm system (&lt;a href="http://www.atlantahomesecurity.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #234786;"&gt;http://www.atlantahomesecurity.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), so that my house is safe, as there have been burglaries around me. Then it is off to a run to the dog park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_3_1306645611816141"&gt;We  usually run about a mile before we get to the local dog park. There,  t! hey have a nice running track that circles the park, and animals are  allowed, so it makes the perfect place to run. The track is about a half  of a mile long, so once or twice around it is all we need to run to get  in enough exercise. I usually have my &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1306645878_3"&gt;MP3 player&lt;/span&gt; hooked up with me too,  so I get a good workout while listening to my favorite music. &lt;/div&gt;Once  we run the dog park, it is time to run home. This is usually done at a  slower pace, since by then, both I and my dog are tired. We both enjoy  our runs, and my dog gets the &lt;a href="http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/tag/exercise/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1306645878_4"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #234786;"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2807070772871946792?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2807070772871946792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2807070772871946792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2807070772871946792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2807070772871946792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-run-to-dog-park-guest-post-from.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2171250375270633261</id><published>2011-05-28T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:45:05.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, we all know that we live in a world where security is a must, whether it be a security code for our phones and pc's, a car alarm or&amp;nbsp;more importantly home security. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have children and the most important thing for me is their safety. Lately I have been looking around at home security plans. My dear friend that lives in Arizona told me about the security team she uses and loves. She uses&lt;a href="http://www.homesecuritynogales.com/"&gt; Home Security Nogales&lt;/a&gt;. They are stationed in Nogales AZ and have given her superb service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their 24 hour monitoring, she tells me that she has never felt safer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They are also one of the few authorized dealers of the famed ADT systems.&amp;nbsp; They have pretty reasonable rates too.&amp;nbsp;Actually, right now&amp;nbsp;they have plans starting at only $35.99 a month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking into home security systems and live in Arizona, I really would like to suggest you look into Home security in Nogales. I know you will be satisfied and safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, they also offer &lt;a href="http://www.d3q.com/"&gt;Direct tv&lt;/a&gt;. Call them at the link above for more information&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2171250375270633261?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2171250375270633261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2171250375270633261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2171250375270633261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2171250375270633261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-we-all-know-that-we-live-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7623222553407112712</id><published>2011-04-04T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:45:48.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="mailcontent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/Scrubs-for-Women/Custom-Scrubs/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1301975984_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the medical field most employees are required to wear scrubs. I need not explain why. This is just the way it is.&amp;nbsp; So, my good friend which will remain nameless came over to visit before going off to her double 16 hour shift. She is an LVN (licensed vocational nurse) studying to be an RN.&amp;nbsp; She was wearing her same old tired and very worn scrubs.&amp;nbsp; I teased her a bit about the scrubs and when she left I thought about getting her a new pair for her birthday in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some research and found this great website with the nicest looking &lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/Scrubs-for-Women/Original-Scrubs/"&gt;nursing uniforms&lt;/a&gt; I have ever seen. I know your probably thinking, what could be so great about scrubs? Well, usually not much.&amp;nbsp; But this site is not your usual scrub site you know the kind that offers the plain boring patterns, the outdated shapes pattern, and for those dealing with children you usually have the cartoon pattern which I personally like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the site I ran into is called Bluesky.com. They have the most comfortable and sophisticated looking scrubs I have ever seen. The look just screams quality. But get this, Bluesky.com not only offers scrubs but they offer &lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/Scrubs-for-Women/"&gt;custom made scrubs. &lt;/a&gt;Yes they make them just the way you want them. They also have &lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/Scrubs-for-Men/"&gt;mens medical scrubs&lt;/a&gt; and scrubs children and best of all, they have accessories. There is always time to accessorize! They have scrub caps, jackets and t-shirts as well.&amp;nbsp; Honestly,&amp;nbsp; I have yet to decide which scrub set I will order for my dear friend they have such great choices to chose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is that right now they are offering FREE DELIVERY on all orders over $115. Not too bad I say. I may even order my self a pair and use them as pajamas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7623222553407112712?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7623222553407112712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7623222553407112712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7623222553407112712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7623222553407112712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-medical-field-most-employees-are.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6196581788374236782</id><published>2011-03-21T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:03:02.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As an animal lover I have spent many a day thinking about the plight  of the Elephants at the Dallas Zoo near my home.&amp;nbsp; If you did not know, a  few years ago an elephant died at the zoo leaving her companion Jenny  all alone. Jenny began to get sad and would not eat properly. She was depressed to say the least. We all know that Elephants are very social  creatures. They thrive in family units, and we all know that these huge  amazing animals require lots of living space.&amp;nbsp; The space at the Dallas  zoo was small and cramped for one elephant but they did not have just  one elephant living on less than one acre of land they had two. All I could do is wonder, If this is happening here in Dallas, what is happening in zoo's all across America and how can we fix this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  the first elephant died, lonesome Jenny was thrust into the media  spotlight. The local news was a buzz at the loss of such a majestic  creature so much so that it was brought to the attention of many  including famous actress Lilly Tomlin who tried to get Jenny sent to a  sanctuary in Tennessee. The city of Dallas was also contemplating  sending Jenny to a sanctuary in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 year old Jenny  the elephant was living alone and in misery.&amp;nbsp; Fans of Jenny including  me were in an uproar. What would a zoo be with out an elephant? Boring  that's what.&amp;nbsp; If Jenny was gone, how would I teach my children about the  letter E, or about the largest land mammal in the world?&amp;nbsp; There is only  so much a picture book can do for a child. To be able to see and  experience elephants up close is the ultimate teaching tool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of debate the City of Dallas decided that they would  not get rid of the elephant exhibit but rather enlarge it. They soon  purchased a large piece of land next to their already existing "Wilds of  Africa" exhibits. Today this piece of land has been renovated and  recently opened to the public showcasing the amazing Giants of the  Savanah exhibit.&amp;nbsp; This exhibit will surely knock your socks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon  after they opened to the public my family and I had to go for a visit.  It really was an amazing experience. Jenny the elephant is no longer  alone she has three new companions. Near by are ostriches that roam  along side them. The giraffes have plenty of space to roam and you can  pay a little extra to stand in a hut and feed them. The big cats have  their very own spacious and equally amazing exhibit.&amp;nbsp; The rest of the  nation is in awe of the new exhibit that Dallas has created to give  Jenny and her new friends a better quality of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since  the Giants of the Savannah exhibit in Dallas is the only one of its  kind in the entire US, cities like New York and Cincinnati have been  interested in researching the new exhibit.&amp;nbsp; The animals are rotated and  allowed to roam where previous animals roamed earlier that day.&amp;nbsp; The  elephants will be tracked with light weight ankle monitors to see where  they prefer to hang out and how much excecise they are getting on a  dialy basis. The exhibit was created to mimic life in the Savannah and  because of this many of the animals are showing a great improvement in  their attitude. Yes, I said attitude. It has been said that the animals  are all a little happier and more energized. Perhaps its because they  get to stretch their legs and best of all sniff around where their prey  or predators just roamed. It is bringing out their instincts which we  all know is a good thing. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Jenny the  elephant is no longer being kept in an outdated, cramped, poor excuse  for an exhibit I can rest easy that she and her new companions are not  living a sad life anymore. I know now that at least the Elephants at the  Dallas zoo are being treated like the kings and queens of the Savannah  that they are.&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend the new and improved Dallas Zoo. So  if you are planning on visiting my city take the time to visit the  Dallas zoo. You will be happy you did and remember to say hi to my  favorite Elephant, Jenny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6196581788374236782?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6196581788374236782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6196581788374236782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6196581788374236782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6196581788374236782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-animal-lover-i-have-spent-many-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6337261442023119431</id><published>2011-03-14T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:46:58.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Is  it weird that lately I find myself praying in the shower at midnight?? Its the only time I get to myself. The only time I can reflect on what is going on around me, in my life, and in the world. Like praying for the people of Japan. That is just so devastating. And don't get me started on the nuclear reactors and the trouble that they ARE GOING to cause us all! I  guess that gives a whole new meaning to bearing your soul to God! ...  hahah. Ok but really, I know.. TMI!!! hahaha good night!&amp;nbsp; I  really need some sleep. ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6337261442023119431?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6337261442023119431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6337261442023119431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6337261442023119431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6337261442023119431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-weird-that-lately-i-find-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1381115475249042911</id><published>2011-03-08T00:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:43:12.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A while back I wrote about my oldest daughter who just turned 12. Well, this time I want to write about my second daughter she just turned 4 and she is what people kindly call a hand full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bottle energy is every bit the opposite of her older sister. She is a spit fire, a social butterfly, sporty, aggressive and assertive. She is also a lot like her sister kind, generous, caring and thoughtful, if not more so than her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little one came along many years after her sister because of infertility issues and she she was born my life along with her father and her sister's life changed.&amp;nbsp; What once was a slow lazy type of life for the three of us now became life at full speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked sooner than her sister she talked sooner than her sister she even said her first bad word sooner than her sister. Come to think of it, I don't think her sister ever said a swear word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this little one has always felt the need to compete with her laid back big sister. I guess its that sibling rivalry. But, I'll tell ya, I dont much care for the rivalry. It hurts. It hurts me to know that they are competing not for a trophy, or even a treat but rather, my love and attention.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that I am a good mother. That I give them both the same amount of love and attention but there are many times I think I have fallen short.&amp;nbsp; Especially now that their new baby brother is here. He is so small and so demanding. Its hard to do anything with the girls. But the one that is getting left out a lot more these days is that poor little second child. She is caught in the middle. She isnt in school yet, so she doesnt understand the concept of home work and why her big sister cant play with her right when she gets home from school and why mommy gets to sit and help with that dreadful homework. She doesnt quite get why she cant play baby and moma with her 2 month old brother when he is the size of her baby doll even though she promises not to drop him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor sweet angel, there is still so much to teach her. And she knows this, but she is just like me....IMPATIENT! She wants everything when she wants it and how she wants it which by the way,&amp;nbsp; is making discipline very hard on her. She doesn't understand that her actions or words have consequences and that "time outs" and the occasional swat on the hinney do exist. Worse yet, she thinks that she isnt loved when we get onto her. She says we dont love her any more and that we only love the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, how this kills me inside. For any of my children to feel unloved is to be the death of me. I hurt for her. I dont want her to feel unloved. I pray that she grows to understand that although she isnt the oldest or the youngest, that she is the baby I prayed for, for many years. She is the baby that I asked god to give me so that my oldest would grow to know the love of a sibling.&amp;nbsp; I cried tears of joy when she was born. I cry now at the thought of her feeling so unloved. I know that this phase will pass and that as the baby gets older he wont need me as much and my attention will again be evenly distributed.&amp;nbsp; I just wish I could speed up time if just for a short moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I climb into bed with her at night to snuggle while she sleeps, it takes every thing in me not to wake her up to play.&amp;nbsp; should be honest, I have tried, but she sleeps like a log she tells me she dreamed I was in bed talking to her. I tell her every day that I love her but I never know if she really truly hears me when I tell her, so, this gives me some peace, at least I know that when she is still and peacefully sleeping that she hears me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my sweet angel! You are my everything! And I will tell you every day and every night until I know that you know it in your soul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1381115475249042911?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1381115475249042911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1381115475249042911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1381115475249042911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1381115475249042911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/03/while-back-i-wrote-about-my-oldest.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5973060207802737410</id><published>2011-03-04T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:48:45.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, My dream may be coming true sooner than I thought! &lt;br /&gt;My hubby and I have finnaly decided to take the plunge! For years we have wanted to be our own bosses. Who hasn't. We both have our area of expertise and education but the one thing that we could never decided on is which road to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we decided. After many conversations and much research we realized that the only thing that would be profitable in this economy would be something in the food industry. Which has always been my dream. As a young girl I watched my dad and his sister struggle with their restaurant but, even as a kid I knew that that is what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we dont have tons of money to buy or even lease the type of place we dream of but, what we do have is enough money to purchase a concessions trailer. We've searched for months and months for a trailer in and around our area and every time we looked all we found was NOTHING.&amp;nbsp; So, one night after a pretty delicious dinner cooked up by yours trully my hubby grabbed his lap top and began his search again.&amp;nbsp; Not long after his fingers hit the keys his eyes lit up, I knew right then and there that he must have found one. He did and to make things even more interesting he trailer is for sale in the town that I grew up in. I long since moved from there and live about an hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing at this point. I dont want to preassure him into it. I want him to want it as much as I do and boy oh boy does he. We call the guy up, he still has it. He lives about 10 minutes away from the house I used to dream in. The dreams of owning my own business the way my mom and dad did. So we set up a meeting to see this trailer, and its perfect. It has everything we have been looking for. Its a pretty big size trailer and its still quite the investment. We have our worries, but, if we dont take this step now while we have the energy and money we may never get a chance like this again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan on hitting up all the local fairs and festival's. I am so excited about this small yet very huge step we are taking towards opening our own restaurant. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This could be the start of something so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This venture is not going to be easy with three kids and in case you have not been here before my newest kid is all of 2 months old! Yes, he's a newborn, but that's ok. The good thing is that my kids have a very loving grandma who has said yes to watching over them when we have an event to cater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing I lack is SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5973060207802737410?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5973060207802737410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5973060207802737410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5973060207802737410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5973060207802737410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-my-dream-may-be-coming-true-sooner.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5428856105694333992</id><published>2011-02-26T01:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:33:43.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing new to say tonight. Actually, just one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE a website called mylot. They have censored me and&amp;nbsp;banned me&amp;nbsp;from posting on their very crappy little site.&amp;nbsp;It is supposed to pay you to participate but, I honestly think I get more money by finding lost Penny's on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that they censored me for trying to drive traffic to this blog. Not for being a potty mouth or a perv, but for writing an Innocent topic about my kids&amp;nbsp;and then saying.. "if you want to know more come to my blog."&lt;br /&gt;Such crap. Oh well, I guess I will not use them ever again. Its not like I generated readers this way, it was just&amp;nbsp;fun getting a little feed&amp;nbsp;back every now&amp;nbsp;and then.&amp;nbsp;Soon I will be generating lots of readers from a real web site. You may have heard of it, Technorati. Yes, I am now a writer for them. They will not censor me, as a matter of fact they have encouraged me to be me and to be creative. Hmm go figure, a place where a woman is free to say what ever she wants when ever she wants. If only a place like this existed. OH YEAH it does, its called America. Thank you Technorati for letting me express my self! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rant no more, its after midnight and my children are sleeping and in about two hours my newborn will be&amp;nbsp;awakening&amp;nbsp;for his midnight feeding. If you can call&amp;nbsp;3 am...&amp;nbsp;midnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;boycot mylot! it sucks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend. I'll be back Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5428856105694333992?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5428856105694333992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5428856105694333992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5428856105694333992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5428856105694333992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing-new-to-say-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2885414389303206362</id><published>2011-02-24T02:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:04:59.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.directtrack.com/cotterweb/2648.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://img.directtrack.com/cotterweb/2648.gif" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you interested in making a little extra money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a simple and FREE way to do just that. &lt;br /&gt;Get paid to click on ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://65.98.53.169/~adclicks/inboxdollars/click.php?tid=578812"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Inboxdollars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite sites to use to make that &lt;a href="http://65.98.53.169/~adclicks/inboxdollars/click.php?tid=578812"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;extra money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for my wallet.&amp;nbsp;Check this out,&amp;nbsp;I get paid to click on and read ads. 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You will definetly be happy you joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you are wondering why I am endorsing this well its simple, I make a few cents for every refferal and as soon as you join them you will too. Oh and did I mention that signing up with them is completely &lt;a href="http://65.98.53.169/~adclicks/inboxdollars/click.php?tid=578812"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Well it is, there is NO catch. Well, I guess there is, you have to do your part and click to earn. Its that simple!&amp;nbsp;In this blog I have pictures of checks I have gotten from them. Look around in my archives and you will surely find them. I also have the picture proof linked at the bottom of this page. Good luck and let me know how you did and how much you enjoy it. I love hearing sucssess stories! &lt;br /&gt;TO GET STARTED just click on any of &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://65.98.53.169/~adclicks/inboxdollars/click.php?tid=578812"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;highlighted red links&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in this post or on one of the&amp;nbsp;picture ads&amp;nbsp;on the side bar of this blog page and you will be on your way to getting paid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2885414389303206362?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2885414389303206362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2885414389303206362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2885414389303206362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2885414389303206362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-interested-in-making-little.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5473510564445602452</id><published>2011-02-24T01:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:33:21.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bedside table make over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw everything and everything on my bedside table.&amp;nbsp;I guess that it's kind of big and can hold a lot of stuff. So I take advantage of that to the max. But I really want to do something different with my bedside table and make it look a lot more organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went online to come up with some organizational ideas that I could try and while I was doing that I ran across some quotes for &lt;a href="http://www.wirelessinternet.net/"&gt;WIRELESS INTERNET PROVIDERS&lt;/a&gt; pricing that sounded pretty good so I switched over my internet service to one of the ones mentioned on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my bedside table makeover&amp;nbsp;has just meant throwing away a bunch of old receipts and notes that I made for myself that were basically the top layer of my stuff on there. I'm so over not being able to find my glasses in the morning or knocking over a pile of papers when I'm trying to clear room for a drink to put on my bedside table during the night. I hope I can keep this up for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5473510564445602452?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5473510564445602452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5473510564445602452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5473510564445602452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5473510564445602452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/02/bedside-table-make-over-well-now-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1858192894354146032</id><published>2011-02-22T01:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T02:07:54.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's well after midnight and I can't seem to get to sleep. My newborn on the other hand is sound asleep. I look at him and I still can not believe that he is mine. He is so tiny and so helpless yet he already has a personality. He smiles and his dimples melt my heart, and when I see his dimples I know he is of me. I have those dimples and so does my 4 year old daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;tonight as I lay in bed with my lap top before me I think of my oldest daughter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She has dimples but they arent as deep. I think she knows this and I think it bothers her a little bit that she is so different from me. She didnt get my curly hair or deep dimples yet her little sister and brother&amp;nbsp;did. She was not named after me yet her little sister has my middle name. I try to reasure her that she is just as special to me as her always active on the run little sister and her newborn brother but I cant help but wonder if she believes me. I cant help but wonder if she feels as though she was replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is 12 now and she is almost as tall as me. Her feet are almost as big as mine. She is not exactly small enough to fit on my lap anymore, and I also&amp;nbsp;wonder if this hurts her because when I look in her eyes as she sees her smaller siblings on my lap or in my arms I see a longing. A longing to be that little girl who was an only child for seven and a half years. That little girl who would climb on my lap for a long sweet snuggle. That little girl whom every night I would climb in bed with to read a bed time story to. That little girl&amp;nbsp;that had my undivided attention for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 4 years her life has been a world wind of change. Bed time stories are now held in her sisters room on the&amp;nbsp; floor maybe once a week if we are not running late for bed. The long snuggles are now a standing bear hug. The undivied attention is now unevenly divided among the three with the newborn getting the lions share. I know she understands why the smaller ones need more of me, but I also know she yearns for more of me as well but she doesnt dare ask for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing she does seem to always do is&amp;nbsp;want to compete against her little sister for almost every thing.&amp;nbsp;Even something as simple as brining in the newspaper turns&amp;nbsp; into a cahllenge between the two. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps its&amp;nbsp;her way of showing me that she is still here and she is still special. Her little sister is having her own issues with the arrival of the baby.&amp;nbsp;But tonight my focus&amp;nbsp;is on my eldest. &amp;nbsp;And what to say about the baby? He is only a few weeks old, he is completely helpless. So how does my oldest&amp;nbsp;compete with this or with them? She doesnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits back quietly and smiles when she notices that I noticed her looking as one of the "little kids" has my attention. She doesnt trully realize yet, how much I love her and thank God for her. She is my sweet angel and she means the world to me. With out her gentle nature our life would be so much more hectic than it already is. She has that gentle way of slowing me down. I should mention that she is my slow poke. Slow to eat, slow to walk, slow to run, and slow to hurry. I, am slowly realizing that she is my daily reminder from God to stop hurrying and just slow down. Slow down enough to appreaciate all of the gifts that my family and I have been blessed with. That old saying comes to mind; "take the time to stop and smell the roses." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I end this thought I fight the urge to climb in bed with her she has school in the morning.&amp;nbsp; So tonight&amp;nbsp;I end with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may not have inherited my grandmothers name of Rose, or my impatient, spit fire attitude but, she has been blessed in other more meaningful ways. She is true to herself, gentle and kind, caring and obidient. I hope that one day not only will she hear me each time I tell her that I love her, which is daily, but that she will be able to feel it deep down in her soul. I pray that she may know that although she sits a little further down the sofa from me that I can still see her, I see every good thing about her, every perfect thing about her, I can see her soul! What more can a mother ask for? NOTHING! From her, I have it all. Fom her I have a little piece of heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Kayla, with all my heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1858192894354146032?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1858192894354146032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1858192894354146032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1858192894354146032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1858192894354146032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-well-after-midnight-and-i-cant-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2146225064460752075</id><published>2011-02-16T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:44:56.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T5kgat4OnM/TVw2jo25mYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3z053KtgANo/s1600/baby-boy-shoes.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" width="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T5kgat4OnM/TVw2jo25mYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3z053KtgANo/s320/baby-boy-shoes.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its been a while.  I almost don't know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to announce the birth of my third child a bouncing baby boy. He was born one month ago, December. He was almost a Christmas baby but not quite. After 2 girls, I have to say that I am embracing the beautiful blue tones of his clothes, blankets and even baby bottles! We still love the pinks, but darn it if the 4 of us arent loving all of the new baby blue stuff that surrounds us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to tell you how much my husband and I love our daughters but, now that we have our boy we feel more complete than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have more time on my hands now so, I hope to get back to blogging more. Thats if I can get enough sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2146225064460752075?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2146225064460752075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2146225064460752075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2146225064460752075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2146225064460752075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T5kgat4OnM/TVw2jo25mYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3z053KtgANo/s72-c/baby-boy-shoes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-9115269670472984951</id><published>2010-05-05T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T13:49:05.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank"  href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=he096-20&amp;link_code=btl&amp;camp=213689&amp;creative=392969&amp;search-alias=aps&amp;field-keywords=Fight Childhood cancer"&gt;Search Amazon.com  for Fight Childhood cancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=he096-20&amp;l=btl&amp;camp=213689&amp;creative=392969&amp;o=1&amp;a=" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important; padding: 0px !important" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I dont know why I even bother posting sometimes. It feels like I only get on here to rant and rave about one thing or another. Usually its about this freaking thing called cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned before that my dear dear friend whom I love dearly has a 6 year old boy that was recently diagnosed with Leukemia. He is struggling and he is fighting every day, and will be for the next 4 years. The doctors have said that relatively speaking, he has the easiest form of childhood cancer to cure, or actually, be put into remission. Its B-ALL. Of course I cant remember exactly what that stands for and I am sorry, I know, I suck at details. All I can think of is this poor boy who not that long ago was just a baby in diapers. Now he is facing the fight of his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at Children's hospital in Dallas, he made a new friend, Nate, he also has cancer, but, Nate is not as fortunate as Ethan. Nate has a form of cancer that is ravaging his entire body. He has tumors along his brain, spine and now his hips and pelvis. Yes, it has spread, and Doctors don't think there is much else to be done for him. He is dying! I know I kid around about an injustice here or and injustice there but, this my friends is the biggest injustice that this world has ever seen. This is truly just horribly wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always ask my dear friend what I can do for her, and she always tells me that I have done enough (the whole John Deere and Local News surprise that I arranged for her and her baby was a bit overwhelming, the link to watch the news story will be up soon) So.... Last night she actually had a request of me. She asked me to pray and to pray HARD for 4 year old Nate. He is struggling and is in a lot of pain. His parents are at a loss. So of course I pray, but I wanted to ask every one of you who read this to pray with me. Lets pray hard, lets pray for a miracle! Lets just pray that GOD takes his pain away and has mercy on this poor boy, and for all the children who are suffering from cancer or are in pain. &lt;br /&gt;Please pass Nate's blog along. Lets start a prayer chain across the country for him and my friend's son Ethan. &lt;br /&gt;Please look at the links below, pass them around to every one you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayfornate.blogspot.com/"&gt;JUST PRAY!! Pray for Nate Click here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/ethantate1"&gt; Click here to Pray for Ethan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-9115269670472984951?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/9115269670472984951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=9115269670472984951' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/9115269670472984951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/9115269670472984951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/05/search-amazon.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4347384692598939872</id><published>2010-04-13T16:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:48:09.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8TpChyn6UI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ikR8Ja4ZQpY/s1600/George+Lopez+from+Wikipedia.org.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8TpChyn6UI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ikR8Ja4ZQpY/s320/George+Lopez+from+Wikipedia.org.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459744877919594818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George LOPEZ and Conan O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;I hate to play the Race card, I would like to think that we as a nation have come along way from the days of people of color being pushed aside for white Americans,&lt;br /&gt;but in this case I am definitely drawing the card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who may not know much about George Lopez here is a very short recap of his life. &lt;br /&gt;George Lopez became a stand up comedian by using real life events as his comedic act. Soon after, he became one of the first and Original Latin Kings of Comedy. &lt;br /&gt;He broke ground when he became the FIRST Latino to have his own sitcom on a MAJOR television network where he was the main character. The show that was created and co-produced by Sandra Bullock was also named after him! He is also very generous and well known philanthropist. Did I mention that he was approached by Obama for the sole purpose of winning the Latino vote. (I think it worked.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do not know George nor have I ever met him, I think I can safely say that For George Lopez getting his own sitcom was a dream come true. I would even think its a safe bet to say that George probably didn't think it could get better than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it did and his world changed as did the world of many LOYAL Latino viewers, whom by the way were upset by the cancellation of his sitcom. The world of late night TV also changed when it introduced its newest big hitter, George Lopez. It was amazing to say the least! It was the talk of all Latinos who were fans of George from the beginning. George got his own late night show this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one watching The George Lopez show knew that ratings must have been going through the roof for TBS. George was and is booking some very famous Hollywood stars to be guest on his show. Sandra Bullock the lady who helped send both of George's shows into super star orbit, Sean P-diddy Combs, Snoop Dogg, Usher, Slash, Jennifer Lopez, Chris Rock, Lenny Kravitz, Zachary Levi, &amp; Eva Longoria Parker just to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure every one has heard of the trouble a certain network was having with its two star hosts, Jay Leno and Connan O'Brian. Connan eventually left that network and is set to do a tour of some sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as George has basically cemented himself as the new Late night show king, TBS is going to move his show back an hour later to make room for the wandering Connan or COCO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBS is trying to make this seem as a "joining forces" type of thing and it may very well be BUT, it is WRONG nonetheless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, why should George have to move his show that is ratings gold right now to a later time slot? Why is Connan being given this time slot that George worked pretty damn hard to create. Connan may have worked for his chance to move up in ranks at his previous network, but he has not paid any dues to just waltz on in and take something that George created. TBS is a basic cable channel, that most of us would have other wise never watched had it not been for George. What gives them the right or the idea that everything will be ok if we move the "Mexican" over and give the gold to the white man who needs a job? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not right and its not fair! I will not watch the Connan show on TBS! Its not because I dont like Connan. I actually preferred watching him over Jay, but, this was way before George popped up on the scene. Then I dropped both of them and their lame comedy for George and his real life, tell it like it is style! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one knows that Jay and Connan were both losing to George! &lt;br /&gt;Putting Connan in George's spot will not make a difference! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using this as my platform to say NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No to TBS giving something away to someone who does not deserve it. &lt;br /&gt;The working class Latino demographic that George has bonded with will not stay up until midnight or later. We cant. We work! George is our Late night show King and if you dethrone our king you will see an uprising from his followers. We will not sit back and let this happen. &lt;br /&gt;George may not want to say this and he probably cant for contractual reasons but, I will! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friends is an injustice! It is WRONG! &lt;br /&gt;LATINOS and all young fans of George STAND UP! &lt;br /&gt;Lets show TBS that they basically just pulled their own life line!&lt;br /&gt;Lets also show them that we have the power to MAKE OR BREAK a show... &lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but I just heard something shatter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pass the word.&lt;br /&gt;BOYCOTT THE CONNAN show when it comes to tbs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4347384692598939872?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4347384692598939872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4347384692598939872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4347384692598939872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4347384692598939872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/04/george-lopez-and-conan-obrien-i-hate-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8TpChyn6UI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ikR8Ja4ZQpY/s72-c/George+Lopez+from+Wikipedia.org.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6501097646550060857</id><published>2010-04-12T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:08:33.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8NFcdWkofI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jzGGFzSusOk/s1600/two+flags.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8NFcdWkofI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jzGGFzSusOk/s320/two+flags.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459283528521130482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new inspiration. Its funny though she does not know that she a bit of an inspiration. She is a member of my church and she has a blog. I have been a bit hesitant to tell the ladies about my blog since there are times in here where I have little to NO self control and begin with my potty mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe now that I see her blogging and telling me about her blog. I will MAKE the time to get back to my own blog. I have been extremely busy since my new baby became a toddler and a quite active one at that. I just cant find the time. SO, I think I will just have to make the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can find about an hour, while she watches Sesame Street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the big screen baby sitter!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to let you all know that I have a link to your answer on how to make Great Mexican food. You will be able to contact me directly through live person.com&lt;br /&gt;here is my link. Let me know if I can help you make your very own authentic and YUMMY Mexican dishes. Just so you know, my cooking is pretty quick and easy too. &lt;br /&gt;find me at &lt;a href="http://www.liveperson.com/melissa-quintero"&gt;http://www.liveperson.com/melissa-quintero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6501097646550060857?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6501097646550060857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6501097646550060857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6501097646550060857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6501097646550060857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-new-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S8NFcdWkofI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jzGGFzSusOk/s72-c/two+flags.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8643923501459927418</id><published>2010-03-29T09:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:36:32.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my blog. I cant believe how busy I am lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just do a quick plug for the people of John Deere- you know, the tractor people. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Recently, I contacted them and told them about my good friend and her little boy with cancer, (blog post before this one) and they sent him some very special gifts. All I asked for was a t-shirt to replace the old hand me down John Deere shirt he has. They decided to send him more than that. It is Awesome. And the local dealer is going to show up at a local fundraiser with even more things for little Ethan. Amazing. This is one company that I will put my endorsement behind anytime. They are going above and beyond to help support my dear friend and her 5 year old baby. What more can you ask for in a company. Being involved in your community is the way to go. YAY John Deere you guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI- This was not a paid endorsement in any way. They have no idea that I wrote this about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8643923501459927418?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8643923501459927418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8643923501459927418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8643923501459927418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8643923501459927418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-866902482853552190</id><published>2010-03-04T16:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T16:55:27.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am learning how to use MS Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets see if this works. I am having fun with MS office and have some how run into this application where I can make blog post from MS office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am curious to see how this turns out and how it looks, because on this end this page I am typing on is pretty bland. It looks like any other word document. Its white and has the tool bar above.  This is exciting. I can't wait to see what it looks like. Please wish me luck! I even added a picture of our recent SNOW day we had here in the Dallas area. It was so much fun. Too bad snow like this doesn't happen for us very often. The last time the Dallas area got over a foot of snow was almost 40 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-866902482853552190?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/866902482853552190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=866902482853552190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/866902482853552190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/866902482853552190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-learning-how-to-use-ms-blog.html' title='I am learning how to use MS Blog'/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4185179054994906109</id><published>2010-01-18T07:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:43:51.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S1RldR0bkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/B_97f5DrqWs/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S1RldR0bkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/B_97f5DrqWs/s400/Ethan%27s+smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428075004562215314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again with this wretched thing called CANCER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend of mine here in the Dallas area just found out that her 5 year old son has LEUKEMIA! He is undergoing intense chemo and already had his first blood transfusion. This has all happened to him with in this past week. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it. I hate not being able to help my friend. I hate that I cant take this away from a child. &lt;br /&gt;Please Pray For Ethan from Rockwall Texas. He will need all of our prayers on this LONG journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4185179054994906109?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4185179054994906109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4185179054994906109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4185179054994906109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4185179054994906109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-we-go-again-with-this-wretched.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/S1RldR0bkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/B_97f5DrqWs/s72-c/Ethan%27s+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7776826756192338820</id><published>2009-11-07T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:57:59.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SvZIGIVGJwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YAsA2XDi0xQ/s1600-h/Avas_Rule_Postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SvZIGIVGJwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YAsA2XDi0xQ/s400/Avas_Rule_Postcard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401584073229870850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no words to describe the horror of this story. The only thing I CAN say is PLEASE pass this post card on. It could save a child's life. I have written about Children that have died in the Dallas area. This happened in Australia. It goes to show. IT CAN HAPPEN ANYWHERE!! Please click the pink Post card above for the full story about BABY AVA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.mylot.com/MelissaQ/13901'&gt;myLot User Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7776826756192338820?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7776826756192338820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7776826756192338820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7776826756192338820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7776826756192338820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-no-words-to-describe-horror-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SvZIGIVGJwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YAsA2XDi0xQ/s72-c/Avas_Rule_Postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2197642030349980842</id><published>2009-08-31T09:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:34:30.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SpvqC1E9IUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qleGJ68t4ps/s1600-h/fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SpvqC1E9IUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qleGJ68t4ps/s400/fridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376147914525319490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! It has been a HECTIC end to Summer Vacation. One baby now in 5th grade and another baby now in her second year at Mothers day out (she is only 2 years old)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the girls to go back to school was, as many of you may be able to relate to, CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going back to work at Mothers day out so, it will take me a while before I get back in the rhythm of keeping up with my blog and all the other bazillion things I have to tend to. I would like to thank every one who continues to visit this site and who visits all of my link buddies that are on the birthday post below this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I have to go. Its Monday and there is a lot of house work to get done like cleaning out my Fridge! This reminds me, Blog dumps asked what three things in my fridge I can NOT live with out. Those would be 1. SODA (Dr.P) 2. Hot sauce &amp; 3. COLD COLD WATER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to play this game? Just click here and you can get in on the fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.blogdumps.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogdumps.com/images/ourbutons/1onbd.gif"&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Come Join Top Sites Tuesday and be  #1 on BlogDumps!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this Meme is to encourage&lt;br /&gt; Networking  between bloggers to have fun while doing it!&lt;br /&gt; Make sure to visit all the other participants and leave comments&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/top-sites-tuesday"  rel="tag"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2197642030349980842?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2197642030349980842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2197642030349980842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2197642030349980842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2197642030349980842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-it-has-been-hectic-end-to-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SpvqC1E9IUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qleGJ68t4ps/s72-c/fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2604148854286395994</id><published>2009-07-27T22:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:16:57.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sm57dLlxC_I/AAAAAAAAAao/NOJKoMXeq_I/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sm57dLlxC_I/AAAAAAAAAao/NOJKoMXeq_I/s400/three.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363359947502455794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Blog dumps.... happy birthday to you.... and many more!! Happy 3rd anniversary Blog dumps! I cant wait to sip on that wine. I just have one request. Do you have any Tequila or shall I bring my own. Thats all I really ever drink. I always say that I have to stay true to my roots. In Spanish I say. Nomas tomo la sangre de mi tierra...or I only drink the blood of my land. Ok ok It sounds better in Spanish.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way. Happy 3rd. I hope that BD keeps going strong for many years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.blogdumps.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogdumps.com/images/ourbutons/1onbd.gif"&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Come Join Top Sites Tuesday and be  #1 on BlogDumps!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this Meme is to encourage&lt;br /&gt; Networking  between bloggers to have fun while doing it!&lt;br /&gt; Make sure to visit all the other participants and leave comments&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/top-sites-tuesday"  rel="tag"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2604148854286395994?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2604148854286395994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2604148854286395994' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2604148854286395994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2604148854286395994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sm57dLlxC_I/AAAAAAAAAao/NOJKoMXeq_I/s72-c/three.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6114394737176558822</id><published>2009-07-17T18:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:03:49.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SmEef4xyj0I/AAAAAAAAAag/YMaZMzpndPQ/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 100px 100px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SmEef4xyj0I/AAAAAAAAAag/YMaZMzpndPQ/s400/money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359598564713598786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired of your high electric bill? I found a great opportunity for lower electric bill rates that you can NOT pass up. I also have a great tip for earning extra cash towards you electric bill to make it even lower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by thanking all of you have stopped by to read,look around and catch up. It always amazes me that there are actually people out there who find my stuff interesting. I, like  many of you love blog surfing. I always enjoy stumbling upon a new blog or even returning to old ones who always seem to keep things interesting for us short attention span folk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me get to the point of today's post.&lt;br /&gt;Many of you may know this already but for those of you who do not know, I live in Texas. I know you all know that it's summer time and Im sure those of you who do not live in Texas know that Summer time + Texas = EXTREMELY HOT!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately is seemed like our electric bill was going up faster than a helium baloon on a windy day. My hubby being the hard working sole bread earner of the family has been on a mission to find an electric company who has better per kilowatt hour (KWH) prices than our current TXU energy company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much searching and researching he found one. We were both shocked, no punn intended, at the rates per kilowatt that this company are offering. Right now they are offering 1 whole year at 9.2 cents per KWH. You might be wondering why this is a big deal. Well its a big deal for us. For one thing, our previous rate was 14.2 cents per KWH. This my friend, is an enormous difference. Since we switched energy providers we have saved over $120 on our first electric bill. I don't know about you but in these tough economic times $120 is nothing to sneeze at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas has instituted the deregulation act witch left a window open for up and coming energy providers to emerge. Let me tell you, there is no shortage of electric companies in Texas any more and the price wars are the one type of war I dont think any one would mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of you may be afraid of switching electric companies but let me tell you.... There is nothing to be afraid of. Because of the deregulation act that the State of Texas has enacted, consumers like me and you can NOT be charged for switching companies. It is against the law now for the company you are with to fine you for switching providers. Its easy. Look, We, but mainly me... were afraid of switching. Deregulation has been going on in Texas for years now but because of my fear of trying some other company, we lost lots of money and just gave it to the Giant electric company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we signed up with this new company our bill is considerably smaller. With two small children in the house that is a BIG deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested all you have to do is go to &lt;a href="Championenergyservices.com"&gt;Championenergyservices.com&lt;/a&gt; click on residential services so you can find rates for your home then enter your zip code and finally enter this reference code &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;0905120336&lt;/span&gt; and you will be ready to go. Its that easy. This is not a scam. I'm a mother of two and I know how hard it is right now to keep money in our pockets. I would hate to be scammed and I would never do that to another human being.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And here comes the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;best part&lt;/span&gt;. This is where you can get money back from the Champion energy. Once you sign up and switch over to Champion you will be given a reference or referral number so that you can earn money for every household you help sign up with Champion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to urge you all to click the link I have in this post. It will take you right to the page where you can begin saving money and possibly earning money as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. I'll keep you all posted on any new money saving or earning opportunities you can take advantage of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6114394737176558822?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6114394737176558822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6114394737176558822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6114394737176558822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6114394737176558822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-tired-of-your-high-electric.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SmEef4xyj0I/AAAAAAAAAag/YMaZMzpndPQ/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-68836918145983726</id><published>2009-07-02T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:49:40.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sk1Vmb1S2uI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7e3R-ce61HU/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sk1Vmb1S2uI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7e3R-ce61HU/s400/flag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354029650808068834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a very quick note to say HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more words but, I have a huge catering gig to prep for and I am running out of time. But hey, there is always a little time for a girl to rest and say Hi to all of those she cares for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Independence day. My family and I certainly will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE SAFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-68836918145983726?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/68836918145983726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=68836918145983726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/68836918145983726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/68836918145983726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-very-quick-note-to-say-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sk1Vmb1S2uI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7e3R-ce61HU/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-78977550230651550</id><published>2009-06-24T20:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:39:15.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SkLUyNGTIpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_jKbcAF_Who/s1600-h/wonderwoman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SkLUyNGTIpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_jKbcAF_Who/s400/wonderwoman2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351073266244199058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get to see the pic of my beagle pup? I hope so. She is the cutest thing. She drives me crazy at times but cute nonetheless. Thanks for every ones support. No thanks to the Post man who took her. Yep, he was a Mail carrier. He had his uniform on and all when I approached him. In case you missed the story about the mail man who stole my beagle pup you can read the full story below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you all know that I added a new button on the left side of my page. Its Oprah's book list. I love reading and I know many of my good friends who read my blog are voracious readers as well. Please take a look you may find something you like. I have already ordered some books from there. I'll let you know what I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I am cutting this post short. We have had Vacation Bible school all week long and I have been in the nursery taking care of all the VBS volunteers' children along with my own 2 year old. I believe there are 18 babies and toddlers in the room and 4 of us women taking care of all of them. I don't think  I have to explain further. hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I LOVE children or I would not have volunteered to be in the nursery. Its just that it will wear any person out! Even us super moms. haha&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy your read. Please feel free to look around in my archives until I am able to start posting on a regular basis. Thank you to all for your support on my puppy issue. That was a toughy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-78977550230651550?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/78977550230651550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=78977550230651550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/78977550230651550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/78977550230651550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-get-to-see-pic-of-my-beagle-pup.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SkLUyNGTIpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_jKbcAF_Who/s72-c/wonderwoman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6517533317463100971</id><published>2009-06-15T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T03:00:10.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SjZ-RzBxjfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lDLe2D5Aih0/s1600-h/our+pets+005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600451769568754" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SjZ-RzBxjfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lDLe2D5Aih0/s400/our+pets+005.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 300px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today at 6am like I do most weekdays, to see that my hubby's lunch was packed and that his socks matched. We had our coffee, and I walked him to the door. Expecting to see him give a gentle kick to our 12 week old puppy who lovingly attacks the hubby's legs and feet almost daily. Today was different. Hubby walked to the gate door with out as much as a whine from the pup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No eager attacks to his feet. No ball dropped at his feet for a quick game of "doggy fetch"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hubby&amp;nbsp;runs to the car." Yeah, I thought it was odd, but I also thought WOW, the pup finally got the message,&amp;nbsp; her daddy does NOT want to play fetch at 6am every morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called out to her expecting her to come to me. Mommy always has time to throw the ball a few times and rub her head. NOPE, not today. Our puppy who we call Sugar, because she is so sweet and looks like caramel never came to me. I looked in her dog house expecting to see a very sound asleep puppy. Silly me, the dog is a beagle, she can hear a pin drop a mile away why would she not come to me? Of course she was not there. She was not anywhere in our yard. My heart immediately sank! Oh no, my little girls, they are going to be so heart broken! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I quickly got out of my pjs, put my hair in a pony tail, flip flops on, bowl of food in hand and was off. It was about 6:30am and I was in our alley whistling and shaking the bowl of food hoping to hear her famous beagle yelps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was about to give up, I passed a yard and heard her. She was there, in a yard, in a dog cage, with a dog house and a bowl of food. She was being held hostage in my own neighborhood. I walked closer to the wooden privacy fence and could see her between the tiny&amp;nbsp;space in the planks of wood. It was her, it was my SUGAR! I was elated. My daughters would not be heart broken after all. They could be happy with thier puppy after all. The thoughts of possibly finding her in the middle of the street flattened dissapeared. All was good. But wait, I still had to actually rescue her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked towards the side of the fence to see if the door was locked. I never checked the fence because the garage door was wide open the SUV was on and idling. Throwing caution to the wind I approached the SUV. No one was inside. What was I to do? Do I just barge in to the yard and rescue my dog? Do I wait to see if the SUV leaves and ask them to give me my dog back. What if they refuse. I was feeling helpless which is very ODD and not me to feel this way. The only thing I could think of was to call the police. So I called the police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operator asked me if I had asked for the dog back yet. I was stumped. I had not asked. I had not even tried. I had to admit to her that I had NOT asked for the dog yet. I told her I was soooo scared. So she very kindly said try that and then call us back. I think God was watching over me because at that very moment the owner/ dog napper pulled out of the garage and into the alley where I stood. I told the operator he's leaving. She said ask him. I said ok. "Sir, My dog!" Yep, it was very British of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I said it that way was beyond me. Go figure. I think it was the only thing I could squeeze out at that moment. He quickly said, "is that your dog? Good it kept me up all night!" He then went into the yard, no lock on the fence by the way, and released the pup from the cage. Sugar, quickly ran to me jumping and licking at full force. She knew that she was being held hostage and was grateful to be rescued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that&amp;nbsp;I buy the "lost dog in the alley" story the man gave me though. I guess it could be possible but, I really don't think so. Every thing in me is telling me that they decided the night before when their children&amp;nbsp; lovingly played with the puppy at the playground that they wanted that dog. The kids wouldn't leave the poor pup alone that day. How convenient that they had every thing to make the poor dog comfortable yet they had no other dogs. I'm thinking they thought the lost dog signs would go up, and they would simply ignore the signs. I don't think they ever expected for this crazy woman to walk up and down the alley with a bowl of dog food in hand and actually physically try to find the dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not going to put up useless signs. I wanted to spare my children heart ache. had a mission to accomplish, and I did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is. Who could do this? Why would they do this? There are children who love this dog and have loved her since the moment we bought her for them. She was just a tiny pup when we bought her. She had just been weened from her mother when we brought her home. She only knows us now. So too bad for him if the dog kept him up all night like he said. That's his fault. Why would he knowingly keep a dog that he knew belonged to other children. Selfishness is all I can think of. He wanted his kids to be happy with that puppy they fell in love with at the playground the other day. Disregarding the anguish the owners could be feeling. Who cares! My kids are happy. Well, NO! NO SIR! or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day sir. This pup is mine! Buy your own damn dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6517533317463100971?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6517533317463100971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6517533317463100971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6517533317463100971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6517533317463100971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-woke-up-today-at-6am-like-i-do-most.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SjZ-RzBxjfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lDLe2D5Aih0/s72-c/our+pets+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8985311857959852848</id><published>2009-06-08T11:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:02:50.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So summer vacation has begun. I am almost afraid to think of how long this summer is going to be. I hope to have more time to actually blog but, If I have to continuously separate my two fighting children, that may be very unlikely. I would like to thank every one who has stopped by lately and left such nice comments here and on my AC links.  Thank you Angel Baby for all y our kind words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't done so already, I really would like to encourage you to go and read Angelbaby's blog . There have been many a time when I just happened to stop by her blog just to catch up and have found some really encouraging messages. Look for her Caring angel picture link on the right side bar of my page.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Monday, BUSY BUSY Monday, so I have to keep this one short and sweet. Thank you all again for dropping by please feel free to come back. I would also like to tell all of you new comers to check out my side bars for great offers. I only market those companies who HAVE actually paid me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon. &lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8985311857959852848?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8985311857959852848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8985311857959852848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8985311857959852848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8985311857959852848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-summer-vacation-has-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-127240054026090734</id><published>2009-05-18T10:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:26:02.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/ShMj3BUuK8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-0ulJrfgv5A/s1600-h/congrats.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/ShMj3BUuK8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-0ulJrfgv5A/s400/congrats.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337649411519294402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I left that last post on long enough. I wanted to make sure all the mothers in the blogoshpere had a chance to read it. If not, its just right down there...right under this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though I want to congratulate my 10 year old Daughter who passed the TEXAS Assessment of Knowledge and skills test. She took the test a few weeks ago and we finally were given the results. Her teacher called me at work and told me that she deserves a treat because she not only passed with flying colors she damn near aced the test. She was given the scores of commendable for her reading portion and writing portion of the test. I am so unbelievably proud of my baby. I always knew she was a smart cookie, but forget the cookies she just takes the cake. Those state mandated test are no match for my little girl!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My daughter,&lt;br /&gt;I am so Proud you baby! I never lost faith in you. Even though you spent all those nights staying up late for extra studying and making me turn my once dormant brain back on so that I can help you with algebra and all that other "easy peasy" math, I never lost faith. In my mind I wondered why I even bothered making you study. You knew all that stuff. I knew I had to though, I couldn't let your incredible brain get rusty. What a waste that would have been. It happens though. There are so many children out there who are forgotten, who are thought of as burdens, who are not pushed just a little harder because they have no one who has faith in them. They have no one who believes in them and no one who has the time to invest in their future. Its a sad truth. I promised you when you were born that I would do everything I could to give you a  safer and better life than I had. I promise you that I will never give up on you. I know that you can do anything you want. Any child that can keep a Straight "A" grade point average the entire school year deserves the very best that life has to offer. We will never lose faith in you and, although this may sound harsh, I will stay behind you. I will be there asking you if you finished your homework. I will give you pop quizzes. I will not accept any slacking from you, because you were never a slacker so I never expect you to become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father and I have sacrificed a lot to give you every opportunity that you deserve but, we don't consider it a sacrifice, we consider it an investment. We are investing in your future. Sure we live far from our family, I want you to know that they know we love them but, we love you that much more. So we will rejoice in the time we spend with our family who lives far away. But we will always remember that there is a reason for everything. Our reasons are two, they are you and your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you have the world in your hands. You and your winning smile and your sweet sweet heart will be all that you can be. You are a blessing from God. You are my precious angel. You are my life. Your Daddy, baby sister and Mommy are beyond proud of you. If I could shout it to the world I would.  I love you baby !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-127240054026090734?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/127240054026090734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=127240054026090734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/127240054026090734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/127240054026090734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-i-think-i-left-that-last-post-on.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/ShMj3BUuK8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-0ulJrfgv5A/s72-c/congrats.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-765971621754921910</id><published>2009-05-04T14:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:42:48.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sf9EfTZ5DAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Y2S9M9-0rLg/s1600-h/mother_daug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sf9EfTZ5DAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Y2S9M9-0rLg/s400/mother_daug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332055788405459970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Do you hate forwarded emails? I usually hate them. Especially the ones that ask to be forwarded to 70 of your closest friends because if you don't bad luck will overcome you, or you will be maimed and killed instantly. I ALMOST always read the ones I get from my close friends. I figure if they enjoyed the email enough to forward them to me they must be good. Sorry to say that isn't always true but, hey I sure don't want to risk 7 years of bad luck for not reading something my friends sent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I was deleting I mean reading the many emails that have been patiently sitting in my email box when I came across one that really touched me. I have no idea who wrote it. I may even be violating some kind of copy write laws or something but, I really had to share this. This is for all the women who are mothers, know  a mother, and even have mother. I think this email captured everything I feel inside about the most important JOB I have.....being a MOTHER. I hope you all enjoy. Happy Mothers day. And if you are reading this MOM, I love you! &amp; Happy Mothers day, from Me and the girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I never tripped over toys&lt;br /&gt;Or forgot words to a lullaby..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't worry whether or not&lt;br /&gt;My plants were poisonous.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about immunizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I had never been puked on.&lt;br /&gt;Pooped on.&lt;br /&gt;Chewed on.&lt;br /&gt;Peed on.&lt;br /&gt;I had complete control of my mind&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I slept all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I never held down a screaming child&lt;br /&gt;So doctors could do tests.&lt;br /&gt;Or give shots.&lt;br /&gt;I never looked into teary eyes and cried.&lt;br /&gt;I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.&lt;br /&gt;I never sat up late hours at night&lt;br /&gt;Watching a baby sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I never held a sleeping baby just because&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to put her down.&lt;br /&gt;I never felt my heart break into a million pieces&lt;br /&gt;When I couldn't stop the hurt.... &lt;br /&gt;I never knew that something so small&lt;br /&gt;Could affect my life so much. &lt;br /&gt;I never knew that I could love someone so much..&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I would love being a Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the feeling of&lt;br /&gt;Having my heart outside my body..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how special it could feel&lt;br /&gt;To feed a hungry baby.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that bond&lt;br /&gt;Between a mother and her child.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that something so small&lt;br /&gt;Could make me feel so important and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Before I was a Mom,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I had never gotten up in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I had never known the warmth,&lt;br /&gt;The joy,&lt;br /&gt;The love,&lt;br /&gt;The heartache,&lt;br /&gt;The wonderment&lt;br /&gt;Or the satisfaction of being a Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,&lt;br /&gt;Before I was a Mom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to someone who you think is an awesome Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you always be overwhelmed by the Grace of God rather than by the cares of life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-765971621754921910?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/765971621754921910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=765971621754921910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/765971621754921910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/765971621754921910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-hate-forwarded-emails-i-usually.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sf9EfTZ5DAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Y2S9M9-0rLg/s72-c/mother_daug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1225426170742238693</id><published>2009-04-27T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:43:30.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SfYKIErUUrI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5b0NEYVneWs/s1600-h/Queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SfYKIErUUrI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5b0NEYVneWs/s320/Queen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329458342850220722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello every one! I have a short post today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start by thanking all of you who stopped by to read my Daughters poem that was linked to my last post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to thank AngelBaby for a beautiful award. The picture you see above was awarded to me last week and I after I thanked Angel I explained to her that although I know I am a queen and that I run my "queendom", that I would still have to run this by my family. I did, needless to say they all laughed and continued to do so as the day wore on. So, I decided that I will keep my picture of the queen. I will also continue to believe that I truly am the queen of my domain and I will never tell them again! Who needs that kind of treatment?? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to say HELLO to Amanda from allaboutthegreen.com. (Amanda I commented back to your comments on my last post) She has been on hiatus and stopped by just to say HI which I thought was extremely nice of her. She is truly missed in our blogosphere. I cant wait for the day she is able to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to find a spot for our playgroup to meet, since it has been raining and will continue to be raining all week this is sure to be a task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care! Thanks again for stopping by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1225426170742238693?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1225426170742238693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1225426170742238693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1225426170742238693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1225426170742238693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-every-one-i-have-short-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SfYKIErUUrI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5b0NEYVneWs/s72-c/Queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2767976173235742040</id><published>2009-04-16T15:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:07:20.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Seed_N4n3gI/AAAAAAAAAZk/KHdIT5n2iio/s1600-h/unique.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Seed_N4n3gI/AAAAAAAAAZk/KHdIT5n2iio/s320/unique.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325398793773374978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure how many of you know this but, I like to write poetry from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;Its sort of an outlet for me. Well it seems there is another budding poet in my house. My ten year old daughter has been writing a couple of poems, and the first time I read them my heart almost leaped out of my throat. She is really great for her age, so of course being the proud momma that I am I have to share it with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I added it to a website that I write for from time to time. This web site pays me to write and they are hosting a national poetry month poem drive. I decided to enter her poem. I told her that any money it earns will go straight to her. Needless to say she was excited to know that I thought that highly of her poetry to put it online that she gave me all publishing rights to her poems. hahaha. So I am going to link it here so that you guys can go read it and help her earn a few cents, and I'm not exaggerating it will probably be only a few cents that her poem will earn. The site only pays 1.50 for every 1000 hits it gets so we don't expect to get rich its all for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to encourage you all to read it and pass the link along to your friends maybe she can earn herself a few buck and buy herself a little toy at her favorite toy store. Thank you all in advance. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1657022/useless_things.html?cat=42"&gt;CLICK HERE TO GO RIGHT TO THE POEM BY MY SWEET HEART....MY DAUGHTER! THANK YOU!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2767976173235742040?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2767976173235742040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2767976173235742040' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2767976173235742040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2767976173235742040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-sure-how-many-of-you-know-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Seed_N4n3gI/AAAAAAAAAZk/KHdIT5n2iio/s72-c/unique.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4575220269195206360</id><published>2009-04-14T16:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:09:30.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this is a re-post. I heard that there were some people out there who didn't get a chance to see where this fantastic website is that helps people find jobs. Please read, (the link is at the end if you don't feel like reading the entire thing.) For those of you who have stopped by from MYLOTT, Thank you so much. Your link is at the bottom of this post and please feel free to look around to at some of the links and buttons on the sides of my pages. These are some of the site that pay me. ( I ONLY endorse those sites who have actually sent me checks.) Some are surveys, and some are just ptr not ptc (I don't like PTC sites). PTR= Paid to READ emails. It takes a while to make some money from the 2ptr sites, but they DO pay, I have already cashed out twice and gotten two checks for about 30 dollars each, so please check them out. Good luck and keep me posted on your outcome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it never stop? The rain is just coming down here in North Texas. Sure we need it but my curls are suffering, I am losing the war against frizz. UGh. Oh well, I hear we need the rain desperately, they say we are in a drought. Who is they you ask, They is the local weather men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my point today is to refresh some of your memories of a website that was created by Tory Johnson a Good Morning America regular. She created a web site for women who want or NEED to work from home. It also has a ton of resources for those of you who may be looking to get a job in the actual workforce and do the whole commute thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all look into this web site it is LEGITIMATE and best of all it is FREE.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look and please let me know if you all have any luck, it will help my ego if I knew that I was able to help at least one person start earning income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://womenforhire.com/advice/good_morning_america/gma_s_job_fair_and_career_camp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK HERE TO GO STRAIGHT TO TO THE WOMEN FOR HIRE WEBSITE!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4575220269195206360?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4575220269195206360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4575220269195206360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4575220269195206360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4575220269195206360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-this-is-re-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5572006485312338279</id><published>2009-04-07T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:00:53.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI every one,&lt;br /&gt;I have a really quick note today. &lt;br /&gt;I wrote a VERY CORNY poem for a website that pays me to write articles.&lt;br /&gt;This poem was for a contest in which judges decide if they like it or not and then If I win I get 10 whole dollars... (via paypal) Cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link please go read it and let me know what you think. I don't win by the number of readers so its ok if you don't read it, its just for fun. I sure wish I knew who was judging my work though I have some brownies I could bribe them with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1632039/goodbye_er.html?cat=42"&gt;CLICK HERE TO READ THE POEM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5572006485312338279?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5572006485312338279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5572006485312338279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5572006485312338279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5572006485312338279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-every-one-i-have-really-quick-note.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7426003598489963931</id><published>2009-03-26T16:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:15:22.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sc0lusyb4_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/mgG_X-aBYoM/s1600-h/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sc0lusyb4_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/mgG_X-aBYoM/s400/sunshine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317948219221337074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY? Is this what the world has come to? Or should I ask, IS this where the world is STILL, wading in the filth of prejudice, and seeming to enjoy it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain what the RANT you are about to read is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Daughter in 4th grade. She is ONLY 10 years old. She has been pretty sheltered. I have taught her since birth that first and foremost she is to be a Christian, love all people, and accept NO insults to your intellect, the FACT that you are a FEMALE, the color of your skin, the roots of your family tree, or the wonderful FACT that the blood that runs hot through your veins is what makes you a third generation Mexican AMERICAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my 10 year old being a straight A student, a wonderful little girl, rarely gets in "trouble" at school and when she does it always for her being a friendly little chatter box. It devastates her when her name is written on the board, she immediately comes home and confesses her crimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being said, yesterday she came home and told me that she was being silly with her friend in class, making faces and being silly while the teacher stepped out the classroom for a couple of minutes to talk to another teacher. As she was being silly, a boy told her she was dumb and told her to "just SHUT UP YOU MEXICAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT (THE F..... I almost said it, but I did NOT.)  "Why? Why did he say that to you." I asked her in shock. She said "I don't know. He's really mean." "UH YEAH, I can see that" I tell her. So immediately I email her teacher explain to her that I WILL NOT tolerate anyone talking and saying racial things of ANY KIND to my child, and that I EXPECT something to be done about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, the principal pulls my daughter into her office and asks her what happened. Well, while she was talking to her she somehow made my daughter feel that by telling this little booger of a boy to SHUT UP that my daughter was in the wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming from and African American Principal. I wondered to myself why she of all people wouldn't take this type of thing serious. So of course this floored me when my big girl told me, whats worse is that when I got up to get my phone so I could call this woman up for an explanation, my daughter began to cry. She told me that she just wants this to be over and that she does not want to go to the principal's office again. I asked her why, "did you lie about something, why?", "no" she said, "I just couldn't remember if I told him to shut up or not so I just said yes to her cause she said that Lying is bad, and she better not find out that I was lying."  WHAT? WHAT? "Ok that's it, I'm calling this BI---- BIG fat crazy woman up right now." "You are not at fault here, and even if you did tell this boy to shut up, Somehow I think that him saying that to you is FAR worse." So I called her up and we hashed it out. Of course she didn't admit to intimidating my child but I am furious nonetheless. How can this STILL be happening in America? I guess I am just dreaming if I think that racism will eventually end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just dumbfounded! I don't even know what to say besides PRAY, pray for the future which is in the hand of children like him. &lt;br /&gt;Is this the legacy we are leaving the world? We are teaching our kids that its ok to call other children names and not just names like... you dumd doodoo head, or you smell like a frog face, kind of names. NO, our kids are using RACIAL slurs. I have to say that it is SAD, really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright side to all of that is, that the future of this country and this world is also in the hands of children like my daughter, so you see, there is a ray of HOPE after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7426003598489963931?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7426003598489963931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7426003598489963931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7426003598489963931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7426003598489963931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-is-this-what-world-has-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/Sc0lusyb4_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/mgG_X-aBYoM/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5904676328722047798</id><published>2009-03-13T15:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:07:50.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbrKX04YzLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2m0VGD9XyAs/s1600-h/logo+women+for+hire.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 60px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbrKX04YzLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2m0VGD9XyAs/s400/logo+women+for+hire.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312781221117873330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it never stop? The rain is just coming down here in North Texas. Sure we need it but my curls are suffering, I am losing the war against frizz. UGh. Oh well, I hear we need the rain desperately, they say we are in a drought. Who is they you ask, They is the local weather men and women.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my point today is to refresh some of your memories of a website that was created by Tory Johnson a Good Morning America regular. She created a web site for women who want or NEED to work from home. It also has a ton of resources for those of you who may be looking to get a job in the actual workforce and do the whole commute thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all look into this web site it is LEGITIMATE and best of all it is FREE. &lt;br /&gt;Take a look and please let me know if you all have any luck, it will help my ego if I knew that I was able to help at least one person start earning income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://womenforhire.com/advice/good_morning_america/gma_s_job_fair_and_career_camp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK HERE TO GO STRAIGHT TO TO THE WOMEN FOR HIRE WEBSITE!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5904676328722047798?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5904676328722047798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5904676328722047798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5904676328722047798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5904676328722047798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-it-never-stop-rain-is-just-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbrKX04YzLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2m0VGD9XyAs/s72-c/logo+women+for+hire.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3085049379291820708</id><published>2009-03-11T16:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:17:06.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbgqOzs9iUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jt6VZGDOV5Y/s1600-h/twitter_logo_header.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 36px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbgqOzs9iUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jt6VZGDOV5Y/s320/twitter_logo_header.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312042194368825666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello every one! &lt;br /&gt;So, I found this website that I have been hearing a lot about lately, its called twitter. ( By the way, I feel so old talking about this, most of you probably know exactly what this is and are probably members)I like it. Twitter is basically a real time and interactive blog where you can post small or mini blog post. I have to say that it is a lot easier than posting in here. I wont stop posting in here, but I do also have to say I enjoy posting to twitter. Posting on twitter is actually called tweeting. Isn't that cute? I think what I really like about twitter is that is a way for me to be able to see what others are thinking and doing. Yes, I guess you can say its my way of being NOSY...tehehehe. Ok well today is a very gloomy day. I have NO interest in being in front of this screen, so off I go, I hear Cat Cora has some terrific recipe ideas on Oprah today, I may give in and tune in today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3085049379291820708?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3085049379291820708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3085049379291820708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3085049379291820708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3085049379291820708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-every-one-so-i-found-this-website.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbgqOzs9iUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jt6VZGDOV5Y/s72-c/twitter_logo_header.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8834293208266642995</id><published>2009-03-09T16:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:46:13.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbWOBnFjWnI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cpT3U1xYdFk/s1600-h/triple_awards-from-purple-frog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbWOBnFjWnI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cpT3U1xYdFk/s320/triple_awards-from-purple-frog.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311307493876652658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;I was given an award a LONG while back by Angelbaby. I am only posting the award picture right now, later I will try to post the 10 link to ten blogs that I love and recommend. Seeing that I don't have much time to actually read other blogs I will try and get you all to check out the blogs on my favorites blog link roll on my side bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how time consuming a part time job as a Mothers Day out teacher really is?&lt;br /&gt;Its tough and it really drains me. The kids by the way are all 2 years old. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, and please check out the blogs on my side bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8834293208266642995?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8834293208266642995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8834293208266642995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8834293208266642995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8834293208266642995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-i-was-given-award-long-while-back.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SbWOBnFjWnI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cpT3U1xYdFk/s72-c/triple_awards-from-purple-frog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8173747710966711837</id><published>2009-02-12T19:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:55:17.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SZTS4umG2-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Sux-K_2hl_w/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SZTS4umG2-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Sux-K_2hl_w/s320/hearts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302094533344287714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ok so I have been EXTREMELY busy these couple of weeks. I don't know if I have ever mentioned this but I have two daughters. Both of them who are having Valentines parties. Both parties of which I am responsible for goody bags, cup cakes, treats, and quesadillas. Yes I said Quesadillas. My 10 year old is having a Renaissance festival theme party. They will be eating finger foods, and the only finger food I could think of that kids would love and not look at before tossing it in to the trash is quesadillas. Lets face it that is what kids do. &lt;br /&gt;   We have been busy creating, actually I should say making store bought cards look a little more unique. We have also been busy creating her valentines card box which is in the shape of a castle. The castle She decided will belong to none other than the Queen of Hearts in which she will reign in her queendome. I think its pretty darn cute. Hard work but, cute none the less.  As soon as I get a pic of it I will be posting. As of tonight it is ready and waiting in the car for careful transport to the fourth grade. &lt;br /&gt;      I just wanted to wish every one a very Happy Valentines day. Remember Valentines day is not just for lovers and love birds, its also a day to remind all the people in your life how much you love and adore them. So MOM, if you read this  before I get a chance to call you. I love you and Happy Valentines day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8173747710966711837?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8173747710966711837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8173747710966711837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8173747710966711837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8173747710966711837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-so-i-have-been-extremely-busy-these.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SZTS4umG2-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Sux-K_2hl_w/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2166049293843193436</id><published>2009-02-02T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:26:53.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SYdk_rYtxpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tieV1QITvy0/s1600-h/ChildrenPlayingSoccer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SYdk_rYtxpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tieV1QITvy0/s320/ChildrenPlayingSoccer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298314531765601938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, &lt;br /&gt;So the new year is in full swing and my kids are growing bigger and smarter and more beautiful every day. I would like to take the time to thank God for giving me two healthy, smart, and beautiful little girls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who I have known for about 11 years. Her son who I met when he was about 3 years old is now in high school, the fact that this little boy is not so little any more makes me feel super old, but also pretty happy. His mom, my friend raised him to be a wonderful young man with a bright future ahead of him, and although we don't really see each other anymore, time and distance being the cause, we are still very happy to hear that he has turned out to be a good boy. These days that is pretty hard to do.  I want to direct all of you to see  and read a mothers beautiful dedication to her first born son whom she adores. Her blog address is &lt;a href="http://loretta33.blogspot.com/   "&gt;http://loretta33.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2166049293843193436?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2166049293843193436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2166049293843193436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2166049293843193436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2166049293843193436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-so-new-year-is-in-full-swing-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SYdk_rYtxpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tieV1QITvy0/s72-c/ChildrenPlayingSoccer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2134487024892476959</id><published>2009-01-27T19:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:32:55.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this in my archives. ENJOY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not wordless Wednesday but, I got this picture from an email a friend sent me. I loved it. I think it speaks volumes about some of the people that I have come across in my lifetime (which isn't long by the way!). If I had more guts or was a rude type of person I think I would say this to some of the freaks walking the streets. Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s1600-h/unique.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s400/unique.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226608074521899154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2134487024892476959?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2134487024892476959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2134487024892476959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2134487024892476959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2134487024892476959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-found-this-in-my-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s72-c/unique.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3682950458369464410</id><published>2009-01-19T15:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:16:10.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SXTzhNhEGoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vCrA9dMK_G8/s1600-h/winter+vs+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SXTzhNhEGoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vCrA9dMK_G8/s320/winter+vs+summer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293123213956749954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever mentioned how much I love Texas? Well, I do, I love that Texas has every type of landscape that you can imagine. It has mountains, prairies, plains, a dry desert, lush pinny forest, swamps and beaches. This being said the weather, is one thing that will probably always drive me insane. To say that the weather in North Texas is insane would be an understatement. Last week I had ice sculptures in my yard and today I can walk out side in sandals and shorts. I wont though, because all of my summer clothes are put away. Although it drives me crazy, I am never surprised at the sudden changes in weather. You would think that I was born a Texan by the way I rave about our climate, well, I'm not a native Texan that's for sure. Oddly enough I am what Texans call a Yankee transplant. I was born In Chicago and I only lived there a very short time after I was born. I have visited my home state, and think that the city of my birth is spectacular and by far much more amazing than LITTLE ole Dallas. The enormity of the City of Chicago always takes my breath away. I often wonder what my life would be like had I been raised there. But, let me tell you when I see the news and they report that Chicago is under blizzard warnings, and three or more feet of snow and temperatures are below zero, my wondering quickly turns into gratitude. Grateful that my mom chose to leave that wonderful city where she was born and raised, and move to Texas with her husband, my father. The rest is history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so today I wrote a poem. Its for a valentines day compilation that a certain website is creating for the day of love. I hope you all go and read it, and please let me know what "ya" think. It took me about an hour to come up with and write, so its a little rough around the edges but, I still thinks its pretty good. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1401872/what_is_this.html?cat=42"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; to go straight to the poem. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to take a moment to pray for my family that still lives in Chicago and some who have moved to nearby Indiana. I hope that although the weather may be unforgivably cold, that the warmth of the love we have for them even at such distances wraps around them like a blanket. &lt;br /&gt;I love you and miss you all&lt;br /&gt;Meli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3682950458369464410?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3682950458369464410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3682950458369464410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3682950458369464410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3682950458369464410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-i-ever-mentioned-how-much-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SXTzhNhEGoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vCrA9dMK_G8/s72-c/winter+vs+summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3982788909740746756</id><published>2009-01-05T16:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:31:44.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ9cMoXFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DrzlMduQNK8/s1600-h/Christmas+pics+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ9cMoXFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DrzlMduQNK8/s200/Christmas+pics+081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940601120578642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ9D5Gu4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/WOnnIKL_9ds/s1600-h/Christmas+pics+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ9D5Gu4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/WOnnIKL_9ds/s200/Christmas+pics+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940594596232066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ8MJNx4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ya3_AthKU1o/s1600-h/Christmas+pics+077.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/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ8MJNx4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ya3_AthKU1o/s200/Christmas+pics+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940579631417218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ7kf3FCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NYVnzMzUsww/s1600-h/Christmas+pics+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ7kf3FCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NYVnzMzUsww/s200/Christmas+pics+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940568988980258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cold today in Dallas Texas... I have a short article and some pictures of how cold it can get in DFW. Please read the article by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1363546/who_says_texas_doesnt_get_cold.html?cat=8"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3982788909740746756?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3982788909740746756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3982788909740746756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3982788909740746756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3982788909740746756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-cold-today-in-dallas-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SWKJ9cMoXFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DrzlMduQNK8/s72-c/Christmas+pics+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4285604832272569941</id><published>2009-01-05T15:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:10:40.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello every one, &lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have had a wonderful Holiday season. I for one am glad its over, don't get me wrong I love the joy that the holidays bring to my family and most of all my daughters, but as for me and I'm sure many of you, I get riddled with stress. I don't know why, it just happens. I am in some ways sort of a perfectionist, and finding the perfect gifts for the ones I love, is the one thing that I am almost never perfect at. I put a lot of thought into my gifts, but for some reason, the gift never seems to be good enough and then I sulk about it. I know, I'm too hard on myself. Christmas is not about the gifts, but its an important part for me. Any way. I know I'm not the only one that struggles with this, especially when I saw all of the last minute shoppers on the roads those last couple of days. I wondered, if they were just fighting with themselves about finding that perfect gift for that special someone, or if they were just like someone who I love and adore deeply and just were too lazy to actually go shopping. Who am I kidding, I think I know the answer to that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I received an email from a very dear friend of mine that was about a very serious issue. The topic was about having a Colonoscopy. It is a very important procedure that actually helps save many lives. Colon Cancer is a big killer today. The email how ever was not so serious, it was HILARIOUS! It details one man's adventure and   his appointment with his gastro-enterologist. This story was written by  Pulitzer Prize winning columnist Dave Barry ... ENJOY~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastro-enterologist, to&lt;br /&gt;make an appointment for a colonoscopy.  A few days later,&lt;br /&gt;in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon,&lt;br /&gt;a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at&lt;br /&gt;one point passing briefly through Minneapolis .  Then Andy&lt;br /&gt;explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough,&lt;br /&gt;reassuring and patient manner.  I nodded thoughtfully, but&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really hear anything he said, because my brain&lt;br /&gt;was shrieking, "HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET&lt;br /&gt;UP YOUR BEHIND!"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I left Andy's office with some written instructions,&lt;br /&gt;and a prescription for a product called "MoviPrep,"&lt;br /&gt;which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave&lt;br /&gt;oven.  I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now&lt;br /&gt;suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into&lt;br /&gt;the hands of America 's enemies.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I spent the next several days productively sitting around&lt;br /&gt;being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I&lt;br /&gt;began my preparations.  In accordance with my instructions,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was&lt;br /&gt;chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less&lt;br /&gt;flavor.  Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep.  You&lt;br /&gt;mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic&lt;br /&gt;jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water.  (For those&lt;br /&gt;unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32&lt;br /&gt;gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug.  This&lt;br /&gt;takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes - and here I am&lt;br /&gt;being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and urinal&lt;br /&gt;cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody&lt;br /&gt;with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it,&lt;br /&gt;"a loose, watery bowel movement may result."  This is&lt;br /&gt;kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you&lt;br /&gt;may experience contact with the ground.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too&lt;br /&gt;graphic, here, but: Have you ever seen a space-shuttle&lt;br /&gt;launch?  This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with&lt;br /&gt;you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the&lt;br /&gt;commode had a seat belt.  You spend several hours pretty&lt;br /&gt;much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently.  You&lt;br /&gt;eliminate everything.  And then, when you figure you must&lt;br /&gt;be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of&lt;br /&gt;MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels&lt;br /&gt;travel into the future and start eliminating food that you&lt;br /&gt;have not even eaten yet.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;After an action-packed evening, I finally got to&lt;br /&gt;sleep.  The next morning my wife drove me to the&lt;br /&gt;clinic.  I was very nervous.  Not only was I worried&lt;br /&gt;about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional&lt;br /&gt;return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage..  I was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"What if I spurt on Andy?"  How do you apologize to a&lt;br /&gt;friend for something like that?  Flowers would not be&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I&lt;br /&gt;understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the&lt;br /&gt;forms said.  Then they led me to a room full of other&lt;br /&gt;colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained&lt;br /&gt;space and took off my clothes and put on one of those&lt;br /&gt;hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind&lt;br /&gt;that, when you put it on, makes you feel even more naked&lt;br /&gt;than when you are actually naked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in&lt;br /&gt;my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was&lt;br /&gt;very good, and I was already lying down.  Eddie also told&lt;br /&gt;me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep.  At first&lt;br /&gt;I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this is, but&lt;br /&gt;then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too&lt;br /&gt;tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering&lt;br /&gt;around in full Fire Hose Mode.  You would have no choice&lt;br /&gt;but to burn your house.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the&lt;br /&gt;procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an&lt;br /&gt;anesthesiologist.  I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but&lt;br /&gt;I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere.  I was&lt;br /&gt;seriously nervous at this point.  Andy had me roll over on&lt;br /&gt;my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking&lt;br /&gt;something up to the needle in my hand.  There was music&lt;br /&gt;playing in the room, and I realized that the song was&lt;br /&gt;"Dancing Queen" by ABBA.  I remarked to Andy that, of&lt;br /&gt;all the songs that could be playing during this particular&lt;br /&gt;procedure, "Dancing Queen" had to be the least&lt;br /&gt;appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"You want me to turn it up?" said Andy, from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;behind me. "Ha Ha!" I said.  And then it was time, the&lt;br /&gt;moment I had been dreading for more than a decade.  If you&lt;br /&gt;are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell&lt;br /&gt;you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.  Really.  I slept through it.  One&lt;br /&gt;moment, ABBA was yelling "Dancing Queen, feel the beat of&lt;br /&gt;the tambourine," and the next moment, I was back in the&lt;br /&gt;other room, waking up in a very mellow mood.  Andy was&lt;br /&gt;looking down at me and asking me how I felt.  I felt&lt;br /&gt;excellent.  I felt even more excellent when Andy told me&lt;br /&gt;that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with&lt;br /&gt;flying colors.  I have never been prouder of an internal&lt;br /&gt;organ.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On the subject of Colonoscopies ...&lt;br /&gt;Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the&lt;br /&gt;exam were quite humorous.  A physician claimed that the&lt;br /&gt;following are actual comments made by his patients&lt;br /&gt;(predominately male) while he was performing their&lt;br /&gt;colonoscopies:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;1. Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no&lt;br /&gt;man has gone before!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2. Find Amelia Earhart yet?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;3. Can you hear me NOW?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;4. Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5.. You know, in Arkansas , we're now legally married.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;7. You put your left hand in, you take your left hand&lt;br /&gt;out...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;9. If your hand doesn't fit, you must quit!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;10. Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;11. You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;12.  Now I know why I am not gay.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And the best one of all ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head&lt;br /&gt; is not up there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4285604832272569941?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4285604832272569941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4285604832272569941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4285604832272569941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4285604832272569941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-every-one-i-hope-you-all-have-had.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5459972065729630613</id><published>2008-12-18T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:02:30.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SUrWDN7PfkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rgC2uqHK8UM/s1600-h/angel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SUrWDN7PfkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rgC2uqHK8UM/s320/angel.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268863811419714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she pretty? I think so. I hope you enjoy this angel that was sent to me in an email from an old friend, I thought she was just to pretty to throw into my email trash bin. ENJOY! (feel free to copy her and take her with you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5459972065729630613?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5459972065729630613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5459972065729630613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5459972065729630613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5459972065729630613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/12/isnt-she-pretty-i-think-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SUrWDN7PfkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rgC2uqHK8UM/s72-c/angel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-37339003884278831</id><published>2008-12-17T17:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:18:28.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a great Christmas offer that I wanted to share with all of you. I LOVE these cookies, they are so so so so GOOD!  They have great baked goods for all kinds of special occasions. Give them a try and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=xQ3V23auydE&amp;offerid=48797.10000318&amp;type=4&amp;subid=0"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="David's Cookies (Fairfield Gourmet Foods Corporation)" border="0" src="http://www.bannerservlet.com/banners/holiday/300x250xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;IMG border="0" width="1" height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=xQ3V23auydE&amp;bids=48797.10000318&amp;type=4&amp;subid=0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-37339003884278831?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/37339003884278831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=37339003884278831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/37339003884278831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/37339003884278831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/12/davids-cookies-fairfield-gourmet-foods.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2869759559034450263</id><published>2008-12-17T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:07:07.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only have this really cute award to post today.  It was given to me by Angelbaby who has a wonderful blog I have posted on my side bar, on my favorites list. I wanted to show you all this cute award, and award it to all of you who visit my blog even in my absence. Just click the picture and then add it to your blog. If your here you deserve it. Thank you Angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/blog_love_cyber_present/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=4796969"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFi1LOGJvQ3U2M1JHTmNtS0dPUlNxVlEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="BLOG LOVE - a cyber present" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/blog_love_cyber_present/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=4796969"&gt;BLOG LOVE - a cyber present&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=343098"&gt;BookLovers'Charm(weRblesd:D)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2869759559034450263?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2869759559034450263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2869759559034450263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2869759559034450263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2869759559034450263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-only-have-this-really-cute-award-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3139595868095806695</id><published>2008-12-02T17:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:06:18.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let you all know that I added a brand new blog link on my side bar.&lt;br /&gt;Its my friend Darcy's page about her father who is courageously fighting malignant or cancerous brain tumors. Please take a moment to visit her page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3139595868095806695?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3139595868095806695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3139595868095806695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3139595868095806695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3139595868095806695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-wanted-to-let-you-all-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5250489046873493433</id><published>2008-11-20T13:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:08:26.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SSXDmKcOn7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p_cDPfaYDLM/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SSXDmKcOn7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p_cDPfaYDLM/s400/money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270833999312232370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIND LEGITIMATE WORK HERE, NOW! NO SCAMS! Guaranteed  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so its been an extremely long time since I have posted a word in my blog. I actually had a day off today so I had a chance to drop in and say HI! Im still here, I still check in and check my messages, its just really hard to work and blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a great web site that has a lot of EXTREMELY helpful links to help people in need find work. Its called "&lt;a href="http://womenforhire.com/advice/good_morning_america/great_american_job_fair"&gt;The Great American Job Fair&lt;/a&gt;". Tory Johnson who is a Good Morning America staple has been of great help to many Americans mostly women be able to find work and better yet, find work that you can do from home. Tory has made sure that all the work that is posted there are in NO WAY get rich quick scams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One job that I tried for a while was working from home for a company called Alpine services. Its a customer service telephone answering service. You have to make sure you have a home phone and obviously a pc, also a head set(which is inexpensive) to answer the calls easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having to quit this job due to my new baby. You have to make sure when you have this type of job that you have a quiet office, which I no longer had. It didn't pay much but it was a steady pay check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that theses jobs are legitimate, and are very helpful for mothers or parents who want or NEED to stay home with their children. The hours vary so, many people can actually apply and ask for night time hours when all the daily noise of our precious children has subsided. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give this GIFT to all of you out there who are perhaps looking for some type of work you can do from home due to children, injury, or disability.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IT IS! &lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://womenforhire.com/advice/good_morning_america/great_american_job_fair"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and you will be taken straight to the website that has helped many women find work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5250489046873493433?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5250489046873493433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5250489046873493433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5250489046873493433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5250489046873493433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-so-its-been-extremely-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SSXDmKcOn7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p_cDPfaYDLM/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2812591692385570617</id><published>2008-08-27T16:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:32:35.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SLXH1VY39lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hGY07f0bgpY/s1600-h/amazing+double+delight+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SLXH1VY39lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hGY07f0bgpY/s400/amazing+double+delight+rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239313460603909714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Roses? Do you ever wish you could make or create your own unique type or color of roses? Well, you can. It takes some time and patience, but it can be done. I wrote about it in an article that you can read more about here. Just click this &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/969192/hybrid_roses_how_to_grow_your_very.html?cat=32"&gt;link to see my article on how to create your own hybrid roses.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SLXHRKm4wUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rgijFZRiB0I/s1600-h/two+rose+hips+by+Gordon+McKinley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SLXHRKm4wUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rgijFZRiB0I/s400/two+rose+hips+by+Gordon+McKinley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239312839234601282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2812591692385570617?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2812591692385570617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2812591692385570617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2812591692385570617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2812591692385570617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-do-you-like-roses-do-you-ever-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SLXH1VY39lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hGY07f0bgpY/s72-c/amazing+double+delight+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3415377276803922932</id><published>2008-08-19T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:30:09.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost hate to make a new post, I don't want Bernie's post to be put away in the arhives, but, time moves on with or with out us. I just hope he is in a better place with out suffering. Where ever he is, I bet every one around him is laughing their butts of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school is about to start, and my once baby girl is now 9 and on her way to fourth grade. Where did time go? I look at my one year old who will be two in a couple of months, and I see my 9 year old in her face, her baby expressions, her baby voice, her tiny hands and feet. She is growing up, both of them are, and I cant stop it. As much as I want to keep them forever young, one day they will be married and have children of their own. I just hope that whenever, if they ever do get married that they are as happy as I am. And if they ever have children of their own, I know God will bless them with perfect children the way I have been blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin work next week so, I of course will have less time to dedicate to my blog. I hope those of you who are new here explore my archives, and look into the buttons on my side bar, they are money makers..You wont get rich but hey money is money, and if its free, then you should jump at the chance and grab it.  These are the only sites I trust, they are the only sites that have actually sent me checks. Take a look, and good luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3415377276803922932?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3415377276803922932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3415377276803922932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3415377276803922932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3415377276803922932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-almost-hate-to-make-new-post-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-5577486130986029609</id><published>2008-08-09T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:19:29.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my ALL TIME FAVORITE actor and comedian from my home town Of Chicago Illinois. &lt;br /&gt;                          Bernard Jeffrey McCullough  &lt;br /&gt;                     October 5, 1957, - August 9, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;                              "Who you wit"&lt;br /&gt;                           Rest In Peace Bernie!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJ3tKgCdGhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FV1K5XWSajE/s1600-h/bernie+mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJ3tKgCdGhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FV1K5XWSajE/s400/bernie+mac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599106729089554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJ3tTz4FnnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5wr29dwYOzo/s1600-h/bernie+mac+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJ3tTz4FnnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5wr29dwYOzo/s400/bernie+mac+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599266673139314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im posting an article from Yahoo news about the untimely death of 50 year old Bernie Mac, in my opinion was the funniest comedian alive. My family will miss his hilarious stories....Not JOKES that he told on his Kings of comedy tours and his presence in the movies he was in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac died Saturday morning from complications due to pneumonia in a Chicago area hospital, his publicist, Danica Smith, said in a statement from Los Angeles. She said no other details were available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a very sad day for many of us who knew and loved Bernie," said Don Cheadle, a member of the "Oceans" gang. "He brought so much joy to so many. He will be missed but heaven just got funnier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac suffered from sarcoidosis, an inflammatory lung disease that produces tiny lumps of cells in the body's organs, but had said the condition went into remission in 2005. He recently was hospitalized and treated for pneumonia, which his publicist said was not related to the disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-5577486130986029609?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/5577486130986029609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=5577486130986029609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5577486130986029609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/5577486130986029609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-my-all-time-favorite-actor-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJ3tKgCdGhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FV1K5XWSajE/s72-c/bernie+mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3598498663990191855</id><published>2008-08-04T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:07:16.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJd9TlDFMWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UD9ZJSHhUE0/s1600-h/lilyjenny390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJd9TlDFMWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UD9ZJSHhUE0/s400/lilyjenny390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230787267530142050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi every one, I wanted to write about a story that has been all over local news lately. Its about the future of the only Elephant the Dallas zoo has left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May 2008 an Elephant at the Dallas zoo Died. Now her only companion is living alone and waiting to find out what her fate will be. If you want to read about Jenny the elephant please read the article I wrote and published at &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/930049/will_another_dallas_zoo_elephant_die.html?cat=8"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read some of what Actress Lilly Tomlin said to the Mayor of Dallas in a letter opposing the pending move of Jenny The elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/930049/will_another_dallas_zoo_elephant_die.html?cat=8"&gt;READ THE ARTICLE HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3598498663990191855?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3598498663990191855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3598498663990191855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3598498663990191855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3598498663990191855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-every-one-i-wanted-to-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SJd9TlDFMWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UD9ZJSHhUE0/s72-c/lilyjenny390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1383675636480394639</id><published>2008-07-28T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:25:33.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SI45OMb7S2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bqi6yuR8gGc/s1600-h/breastfeeding+by+Picasso.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SI45OMb7S2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bqi6yuR8gGc/s400/breastfeeding+by+Picasso.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228179133443033954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today GMA my favorite morning news show aired a story that really struck a nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about these two mothers that breast feed each others children. I have absolutely NOTHING against breast feeding but, feeding some one else's child when the mom is perfectly healthy and not any relation just seems odd to me. If you want to read the entire article and see the entire story that was on GMA click &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/911705/would_you_breast_feed_another_womans.html?cat=25"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;. Let me know what you think, and if you would ever consider doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/911705/would_you_breast_feed_another_womans.html?cat=25"&gt;HERE IS THE LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1383675636480394639?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1383675636480394639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1383675636480394639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1383675636480394639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1383675636480394639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-gma-my-favorite-morning-news-show.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SI45OMb7S2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bqi6yuR8gGc/s72-c/breastfeeding+by+Picasso.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-7200612491699822091</id><published>2008-07-26T22:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:46:36.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sendearnings.com/?r=MelissaQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sendearnings.com/graphics/creative/banners/468x60/banner_animated_468x60_01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI every one! Its Saturday, and I never EVER write on weekends but I checked my email and I found something pretty cool from one of the survey sites I joined a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new banner that some of you may find interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Send earnings is having a $5 sign up bonus offer.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to start earning money with send earnings just click this brand new banner they sent me. So far I have earned 15 dollars with them. It looks a lot like another survey center on my side bar that has already paid me. Give it a try, there is no risk. Its FREE to sign up with and FREE to use, no obligation and quit when ever you want. I will post a pic of my first check as soon as I get one in the mail. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the link. Let me know if you need more info, I'll try and get it to you ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;Good LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendearnings.com/?r=MelissaQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sendearnings.com/graphics/creative/banners/468x60/banner_animated_468x60_01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-7200612491699822091?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/7200612491699822091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=7200612491699822091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7200612491699822091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/7200612491699822091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-every-one-its-saturday-and-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6418180175328888759</id><published>2008-07-24T10:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:50:16.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know its not wordless Wednesday but, I got this picture from an email a friend sent me. I loved it. I think it speaks volumes about some of the people that I have come across in my lifetime (which isn't long by the way!). If I had more guts or was a rude type of person I think I would say this to some of the freaks walking the streets. Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s1600-h/unique.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s400/unique.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226608074521899154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6418180175328888759?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6418180175328888759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6418180175328888759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6418180175328888759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6418180175328888759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-its-not-wordless-wednesday-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIikWh4Q8JI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lzELhnfHEhQ/s72-c/unique.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-212482188935697337</id><published>2008-07-22T13:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:33:34.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIYws1W6fqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/idkr9M5BDXU/s1600-h/sad+lady+crying.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIYws1W6fqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/idkr9M5BDXU/s400/sad+lady+crying.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225917964405604002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is a day which I don't like to think about much. Its a day that is so very painful. 5 years ago tomorrow is the day my grandfather died. My grandfather was born on October 14, 1930 and died on July 23, 2003 of lung cancer. He was only 73 years old. WAY TOO YOUNG to die! I can't really put into words how much I miss this man. I have written about him before. I think I even said and will say again, that my grandfather was and is the measure of what all men should be. Devoted father, loving grandfather, wise mentor, hard working, and an all around gentleman are just some of the words that come to mind when I think of Carlos Garcia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him dearly. I wont go on and on, because its like opening a wound that hurts profoundly. I wont even go into the pain that I see my mother go through, the loss of her father was devastating for her. The youngest daughter, who lived the closest to her father, and who had a special bond. My grandpa and I also had a special bond. I was his first grandchild, his only granddaughter for about 16 years. I gave him his first great granddaughter who he absolutely loved. There was something about this man that just commanded a persons respect, but he was not the mean type, it was just his personality that captivated every one who was around him. He put my father in place which was always something that wowed me. My father is a strong man, and would only take a man to man conversation from my grandfather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I wrote a poem that encompasses the feelings I feel about loosing my grandpa, and not being able to be near my father (at the moment, he is living far away, we will see each other again though). The poem also has a little about my hubby, whom I adore. My hubby is a little like my grandfather and father, he is  strong, hardworking, a loving father, a devoted husband, a joker and the love of my life (I only miss him when hes at work, and only sometimes haha). So with this I end and ask you all to go to the link I have posted &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/854301/i_think_of_you.html?cat=42"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/854301/i_think_of_you.html?cat=42"&gt;my poem&lt;/a&gt; for the men that I love and miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-212482188935697337?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/212482188935697337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=212482188935697337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/212482188935697337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/212482188935697337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-tomorrow-is-day-which-i-dont-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SIYws1W6fqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/idkr9M5BDXU/s72-c/sad+lady+crying.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-2799768215437860636</id><published>2008-07-15T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:07:14.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SH0RL19iNAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsAxf76npQw/s1600-h/snake+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SH0RL19iNAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsAxf76npQw/s400/snake+woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223350037981049858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello every one, I'm back&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on Vacation as are many of the blogging moms out there. Its really hard to get away and get some "self" time. I was able to sneak away for a moment to let you all know that I wrote a new poem a few nights ago, and it was published on another site. I'm posting the link in here so all you have to do is click the link and it will take you straight to the site, no detours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is  called "YOUR FORKED TONGUE" its really intense, and it was meant to be. It shows all the emotions I was feeling at the time. I wrote it during a really sad and painful time in my husband, his only brother and their families(wives and kids which yes, includes my children and me) lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally wrote it in Spanish, but I cant for the life of me remember where I put the Spanish version. One night I was trying to get some sleep but I couldn't for the life of me fall asleep. I was rehashing everything that had just happened with my hubby his mother and his brother. As I was thinking about all the horrible things that were said, the poem started streaming in my head almost like the lyrics of a song. A sad and painful song, but a song nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,in the middle of the night, I reached in my night stand and felt around for paper, there was no paper, only an old parenting pamphlet. It had to do, I knew if I fell asleep with out writing it down, it would be lost to me forever. I put the pamphlet in the pocket of my newborns diaper bag, and left it there for weeks. When I finally remembered to get it out, I placed it on a counter, or was it a desk? My point is I don't know where it is, I may have just inadvertently thrown it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess because the one year anniversary of the turmoil is around the corner, the poem and its character have been dancing around in my head at night. I think its my way of dealing with the sadness and getting it out of me and setting it free. Or maybe I'm setting my self free. All I know is that I had to translate it and post it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to write it word for word in English the way I remember it in Spanish. Spanish being the language in which hurtful things were said and done makes it the only way to accurately portray the anger and pain as it was when it all happened and in the days following the family turmoil. For some reason for me, insults and anger come across a lot stronger and harsher in Spanish than in English, and thats with out curse words, although curse words are readily available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all of this now means for me is that with all my emphasis about the new English version, I now have to find that original Spanish version or rewrite it the EXACT same way in Spanish, or that will be the next thing that leaves me sleep deprived. So off I go, to find the lost poem. If and when I find it, I will post it here in Spanish for my Spanish speaking readers, and for those of you who would just like to see what a poem looks like in Spanish.  (tehehe) ;o)   For now here is the link &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/855915/your_forked_tounge.html?cat=42"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/855915/your_forked_tounge.html?cat=42"&gt;my latest POEM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, &lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to you all later&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-2799768215437860636?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/2799768215437860636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=2799768215437860636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2799768215437860636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/2799768215437860636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-every-one-im-back-im-still-on.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SH0RL19iNAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsAxf76npQw/s72-c/snake+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6941831211481347331</id><published>2008-06-30T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:02:19.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SGlXwG8Tn5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rlqOJ_tkxQk/s1600-h/mother-and-child-at-night-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SGlXwG8Tn5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rlqOJ_tkxQk/s320/mother-and-child-at-night-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217798127294324626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so VBS is over and has been over for about two weeks, and yet I could not bring my self to blog. What a surprise huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many other mothers feel the way I do at this moment?  I'm talking about the feeling of being "off" for the summer, and by off I mean, not having to rush around the house in a mad frenzy making sure the lunch is packed, hair and teeth are brushed, breakfast is eaten and the homework is in the bag, or backpack in my case.  Because we all know we mothers are never really "off", our job is a never ending 24 hour a day gig. A gig that needs no explanation, its pretty self explanatory. You take care of your kids so that they take care of them selves, and hope fully take care of you in your old age. This brings me to my next question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever mentioned how brilliant my big girl is? She is a smarty pants, and not in the bad way either, at least not yet, she is only 9, so I have a few years before I have to face the "know it all" teen invasion. My daughter went the whole entire school year as an "A" honor roll student, she never wavered. I am so proud of her. I could not have asked for a more perfect daughter, so god gave me another just as brilliant. I have two tremendously smart girls. How about a one year old that says "UNBELIEVABLE", well, it kinda sound like "un-buh-leeb-oble"  but hey, thats close enough for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my girls are truly smart, (not that braggy mom kind of smart, the kind of smart that has actually been documented by officials, so I can prove it, kind of smart hahaha.) leads me to my next topic. A while back I wrote a post about curvier women and how their curves correlate with their IQ. It was an actual topic on the news one morning, and I just knew I had to write about it, seeing that I fall into the curvy woman group.  So if you would like to read what I wrote and what researches found out about curvy women and their IQ, click &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/842477/are_curvier_women_smarter.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;this link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it will take you to my article which I reposted on another web site which in turn published my article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all get to read it. I also want to continue to thank all the people who are continuing to sign up with the links on the side of may page. I have seen some pretty good earnings, and a great deal of new members signing up. I want to continue to encourage all of you who have not signed up yet to give it a try, you wont regret it and if you don't like it there is of course no obligation to continue. All of the sites are FREE to join, free to use and free all the way around. Its the only way I would have it. You don't have to spend to earn at those places. With this I close. And am off to begin packing for our family vacation, which is taking way to long to get here by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6941831211481347331?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6941831211481347331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6941831211481347331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6941831211481347331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6941831211481347331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-so-vbs-is-over-and-has-been-over-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SGlXwG8Tn5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rlqOJ_tkxQk/s72-c/mother-and-child-at-night-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-89785841700195062</id><published>2008-06-17T17:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:25:51.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SFg124Qw0JI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fSx6L2ncT6g/s1600-h/pink+fairy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SFg124Qw0JI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fSx6L2ncT6g/s200/pink+fairy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212975785613250706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I know, I'm not even gonna say it, I have said it a million times. Ok once more wont hurt. I am extremely busy and have so little time to blog, I'm sorry to say, because I have been so busy, I almost don't miss it one bit. I'm not sure I would miss it at all, if it weren't for the many people who are signing up with the survey sites on my side bars. FYI, I get these updates from the websites when any one signs up through my page. I would like to take this moment to thank everyone who has visited my sites and those of you who have signed up with those web sites.  If you haven't signed up yet, I encourage you to get to that, unless your rich and twenty dollars is pennies to you, then please by all means disregard this post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep coming by, and if you want to find some really cool freebies, look on my side bar and find my favorite site called LJ's page. She always has tons of links to sites that offer Freebies. I ordered a free Shick Quatro razor for my Hubby and brother, which by the way arrived a few days ago, and the men love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it for now. I will be back, as soon as Vacation Bible school is over. In the mean time look through my archives, there are quite a few funny, moving, and just plain serious post from the past in there. I also wrote 2 whole poems which I am pretty darn proud of, so please go check those out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all later&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-89785841700195062?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/89785841700195062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=89785841700195062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/89785841700195062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/89785841700195062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-yeah-i-know-im-not-even-gonna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SFg124Qw0JI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fSx6L2ncT6g/s72-c/pink+fairy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1205654631399367032</id><published>2008-06-06T13:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:43:08.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SEmI9MCMU-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/b42Yo_qoEHo/s1600-h/make-money-roadsign_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SEmI9MCMU-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/b42Yo_qoEHo/s320/make-money-roadsign_480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208845028814509026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't written in a while. Same old story. Busy, busy, busy. Summer vacation is upon us and I will certainly have much less time to sit and write on my blog. I hate to neglect my blog, but I think most of you would agree that neglecting ones children is far worse a crime than not keeping up with a blog. So with that said, I will vow to try to keep up with my blog as much as possible. I will also try to keep posting about my earning through my online ventures, many of which are easy and FREE to sign up for AND, coincidentally found right here on my blog. Right off to the side, can you see them? They all have pretty cute buttons so just pick one or pick them all. I also have pictures of some of the checks that have been sent my way. That link is above in red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are free to join, and do not ask you to buy anything. If you encounter any survey site that asks you to buy something before you get paid, I suggest you just close that page immediately and run away as fast as you can. Feel free to run straight back to me, where I will show you the road. They road to making your own money online, no strings attached. Now, mind you, you are not going to get rich through these sites but, I have yet to meat a person who doesn't like getting 20 bucks here and there. The sites you see on my page are the only survey sites that have actually paid me and because of that they are the only ones I will endorse. &lt;br /&gt;Don't let the word surveys turn you off. I had to really make sure that I took all the survey that were sent my way before I started seeing really good paying surveys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I also want to remind you of a new site I joined which promises money earned for writing and getting published.  &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/join.html?refer=211427"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-cdn01.associatedcontent.com/siteimg/house_ads/120x90-New_2.gif" border="0" alt="Join Associated Content"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been published twice so far and have seen some earnings, this is the only site that has not paid me as of yet, but I just joined last week and I am already seeing earnings so I'll keep you posted. They claim to pay you every time someone reads one of your published post. So, of course I would love it if you all would swing by and read the poem I published (&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/789189/here_i_am.html?cat=42"&gt;click HERE to go to poem&lt;/a&gt;), and the fourth of July article I wrote about in my last post. The link is right here on my blog on the post right before this post. I would appreciate any and all reads I get. I also hope you all sign up and get published as well. I would love to read what you have to write about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I wish you all a wonderful weekend, and good luck with all of your own ventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1205654631399367032?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1205654631399367032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1205654631399367032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1205654631399367032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1205654631399367032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-everyone-i-know-i-havent-written-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SEmI9MCMU-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/b42Yo_qoEHo/s72-c/make-money-roadsign_480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3703082803649845842</id><published>2008-05-28T08:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:42:02.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Every one,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you all in on a little secret. Ok, well, its not a secret, but, I do have something to say. I joined a new FREE web site that pays you to write. Its called Associated content. Every time you get an article published and you have people actually read it you earn money. They pay through pay-pal which is really cool. This site is also a networking site where you can read what other people are writing, and interact with the writer. I have only written on two subjects as of now, as soon as I start seeing earnings I am sure I will write more. In the mean time, if you want to read what I wrote about you can just click the link I have posted &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/778923/fourth_of_july_in_rockwall_texas.html"&gt;Fourth of July in Rockwall, Texas&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; and you will be taken straight there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first published article is about how the town I live in celebrates the 4th of July.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of the town I live in and it has a wonderful sense of community. I'm going to go ahead and say this. I live in the town that Jason Castro the guy on American Idol that had the horrible looking dread locks is from. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SD1fvMksH-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dql7ODhJJkE/s1600-h/jason+castro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SD1fvMksH-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dql7ODhJJkE/s200/jason+castro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205422008743763938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I did at times enjoy Jason's singing abilities, I was really a bigger fan of David Cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SD1gBcksH_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/uRy6FZT_5VY/s1600-h/david+cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SD1gBcksH_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/uRy6FZT_5VY/s200/david+cook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205422322276376562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something about his rough manly voice caught my attention from the get go. So any way, I digress.  What I was getting at is that I wrote about my town and it's beauty if you want to read it, which I hope you all do, just click the link I am adding &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/778923/fourth_of_july_in_rockwall_texas.html"&gt;Fourth of July in Rockwall, Texas&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt; and/or the link I posted above. Have fun and I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3703082803649845842?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3703082803649845842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3703082803649845842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3703082803649845842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3703082803649845842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-every-one-i-just-wanted-to-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SD1fvMksH-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dql7ODhJJkE/s72-c/jason+castro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6379422845273656744</id><published>2008-05-20T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:11:10.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SDMvCzeZEOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LjKB7JojSrc/s1600-h/busy_mom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SDMvCzeZEOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LjKB7JojSrc/s400/busy_mom.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202553719766978786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to talk a little about something today. &lt;br /&gt;This is for moms of little ones who may feel bored of being home, or alone with no grown ups to have conversations with. Believe me, baby talk can only take you so far and is not always appropriate. I mean, I love my husband, but its gotten to a point now that I refer to him and get his attention by calling him daddy. Now, I know he isn't my daddy, but lately I have called him daddy a few times when I ask him something, its insane. Its a sure sign that I need to get out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to get out but there is a BIG BUT, and I'm not talking about the one in my pants. My problem or I should say the only thing holding me back from getting out of the house and possibly into the workforce is that I cant afford daycare, nor do I really TRUST day care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today as I was signing up my big girl for Vacation Bible school, I was approached by a few of my fellow church friends who I really adore. I haven't really been going to church a lot lately since my little girl was born over a year ago, so seeing them was like a light switch turned on inside me. GROWN UPS! YAY! As we were talking and catching up, and they all were taking turns to baby talk to my little one, they told me that they are in desperate need for teachers for their mothers day out program and volunteers for VBS. They need me, for something other than when is dinner ready, or poopy diaper changes. They need my bilingual expertise, my leadership skills, my, ok, ok, child care taker skills. I jumped at the chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I signed up for the volunteer, I submitted an application to be a mothers day out teacher. YEP, I said application, I will be getting paid to care for children for two days a week. Not much, but I'm not hard up for money, so any amount is welcomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm happy about working two days a week is the free ON SITE DAY CARE, that is literally feet away and I can pop my head in and check on her as much as I want. I will also be able to actually start adding to my resume, because eventually I will be getting back into the workforce and I think it might be nice to have something on my resume, rather than handing a practically blank sheet of paper to a potential employer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my whole point about this post is that I want to let all you mothers out there that, you don't have to be stuck at home. Don't underestimate the friendships and opportunities that your local church may have for you. I started out volunteering in the office for faith formation classes and just from volunteering I have made some really great friends at church, and because of their friendship, they have now banned together to be my references. YAY!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, Church, what ever that is for you, can really help anyone and everyone, spiritually and emotionally, and who knows maybe even financially. Just ask your church if there is anything that you can volunteer a few hours a week with, and then just go with that and see where destiny takes you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6379422845273656744?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6379422845273656744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6379422845273656744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6379422845273656744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6379422845273656744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SDMvCzeZEOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LjKB7JojSrc/s72-c/busy_mom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6176462471792966517</id><published>2008-05-15T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:43:37.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCxL_TeZEMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tGNr2uAC7qc/s1600-h/busy_mom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCxL_TeZEMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tGNr2uAC7qc/s400/busy_mom.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200615220637667522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope your week has gone well so far. &lt;br /&gt;As many of you know I have been struggling with topics to write about lately, due my fever...Spring fever that is. BUT, today is gloomy out and I don't quite feel like going out and getting my toes wet from chasing down the baby in the wet grass, because she is about to put some sort of bug she managed to catch in her mouth. Which will also surely result in her wet pants, which will then result in having to change her clothes yet again, which will then result in her throwing a fit because she has no idea how hard grass stains are to get out of clothes if it sits too long, which will the result in me taking her pants putting them by the kitchen sink to treat the stain but as I hear the sound of something crashing in the living room, I will have to leave the pants, run to see what happened, see that the baby has destroyed yet another not so priceless item in the house, which will result in me forgetting completely about the pants and concentrating on keeping any broken pieces of what ever baby has broken out of her mouth and out of her tiny toes, which will then cause yet another fit, which will then result in me having to leave that mess and take her to her high chair for her breakfast, yes I said breakfast, then I realize that I have left the pants by the sink untreated, so I commence to treat the stain, while feeding the baby, or actually catching the food she is throwing around and trying to prevent another mess on my floor, which then reminds me that I never cleaned up the mess of my broken artifact so, as I reach for the broom I realize that I cant just leave the baby in the high chair unattended, so I do, for just one minute while I sweep up all the pieces that will surely end up lodged in someones foot by the end of the day, because I didn't get to really clean the mess as well as I wanted, because as soon as I leave the baby's site she starts to scream MAMA! MAMA! in this certain tone that sounds kinda like she is saying, hey you good for nothing mom, what are you doing leaving me here all alone? So I go to her make sure she is fine, give her her sippy cup, throw away the broken stuff, pick up some of the food on the floor under her (don't ask me why I would do that when she hasn't even finished her food yet) get back to the pants, realize that I already treated them, and have somehow managed to survive the first few hours of the start of the day, now I take a deep breath and also realize that its only 9:30 am. I still have an entire day with my baby who is not actually a baby she is a 13 year old in a one and a half year olds body.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does your day start?  Mine is a piece of cake... at least that is what I tell myself and CPS.....hahaha just joking on th CPS part...God Forbid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6176462471792966517?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6176462471792966517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6176462471792966517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6176462471792966517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6176462471792966517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCxL_TeZEMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tGNr2uAC7qc/s72-c/busy_mom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-1621255573695718924</id><published>2008-05-12T14:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:12:39.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a wonderfully happy Mothers day. I know I did. There's nothing like seeing family to make special occasions even that much more special.  Ok, so today I decided to paste an old post of mine. This time there is a really good reason for this re-post though. The old post is about a Lost or shall I say stolen piece of property of mine. I went crazy looking for this thing, and once it was back in my hands I vowed to never let it be out of my sight again. Well, lets just say that I broke my vow, and it was gone yet again. This time there was a different outcome though, I really did catch the suspect of the last incident in the act, and mind you she is a one and a half year old who has this peculiar way of figuring out how to turn on electronics. She managed to sneak away with my camera, in doing so she was able to catch some pretty funny pics of my living room floor, about 5 times. I couldn't help remember my old post when I was busy deleting the repeat pics off of my memory card.  So here once again for your entertainment is the post That was titled, A high profile case has been solved.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R8cdYC5-NVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kBUoOj6brOo/s1600-h/plastic_handcuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R8cdYC5-NVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kBUoOj6brOo/s320/plastic_handcuffs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172134995992393042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been an exciting news day.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago a horrible crime took place. A private investigator was even hired to find the stolen property. The initial investigation showed leads to a small un-organized crime mob. &lt;br /&gt;A suspect who is also believed to be the un-organized crime mob leader, was caught and was being held for interrogation. I even heard that some sort of torture methods were being used to make the suspect break and confess to the crime. The suspect never broke. There was a good reason for that though, which I will get into in a bit. &lt;br /&gt;Last night at around 9 pm, after weeks of searching for a stolen piece of property the object was found safe and unharmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, My digital camera was found. YAY! I had ya going there for a minute didn't I?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;br /&gt;The entire time I have been searching for my digital camera, I was convinced that my 1 year old "non-speaking", (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;), baby had hidden it from me. I know, I'm a terrible mother, I have no faith in my young, innocent baby. WELL, if you knew this little baby the way I do, you would have suspected her little sticky fingers as the culprit too. After weeks of pure frustration, and not being able to find my camera, I hired a a 9 year old private eye, My 9 year old daughter. I have to say that she has steep prices, but I had had enough, I had no choice but to agree to her payment terms. I haven't been able to take pictures of my girls, their baby cousin, and my family. I also haven't been able to take pictures of the stacks of checks I'm getting from all the surveys I take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I love to show off my kids to unsuspecting strangers? hahaha, Just COMPLETELY kidding! I do how ever, like to show you some of the checks I get from the survey centers. I use them as a way to motivate and reassure other potential survey takers to join in on all the fun. Ok, so back to my story.&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday after another day of searching I gave up. I almost tore all my hair out looking high and low for that camera. So, I told my big girl that if she found the camera with in two weeks, I would pay her a whopping 5 dollars, in cold hard cash, or actually crisp green paper. Her eyes practically popped out of her head as she agreed. We even shook on it. So, she searched, and after about 5 to 10 minutes,  something else grabbed her attention and she forgot all about her task at hand. Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats why you cant actually be a private investigator at the tender age of 9. 9 year olds are easily distracted. So we all went on with our daily routine. We had dinner, we watched wheel of fortune, which by the way is a great way to get TV watching and family game night done at the same time. The three of us (Me, Hubby, and Big Girl...the baby refuses to play) all play along, we choose our favorite color and we pretend that we are the contestants. I always WIN! haahaha. NO MERCY! Then girls go down for bed, and I proceed to enjoy MOMMY time! YAY! &lt;br /&gt;Except that Last night, mommy time consisted of once again searching for that DAMN camera. At least I got a few closets organized again. I was about to give up, when I happened to look up at an empty flower pot that sits way at the top of the lone bookshelf in my office. This is the same office where I last saw the camera. This is the same office where I constantly have to put things out of reach of my one year old. So I said to my self, well, take a look, it cant hurt, I mean, I have looked every where else and haven't found it, one more flower pot cant take up much more of my time. So, I grab the pot and low and behold, the freegin camera is in the freegin pot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when it all rushed back to me. I had put the camera in there for safe keeping. I put it there while I removed all my college books off of the twin book shelf that sat next to the lone book shelf, so that I can then put the empty book shelf in the room of my book worm of a so called Private eye 9 year old. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WHEW that was a mouthful.&lt;/span&gt;I forgot that I put it there. UGH! I was relieved and pissed at myself at the same time. I couldn't believe that I could forget something so freegin easy. Im sure none of you moms can relate. Any way, as I was reveling in my glee, I realized that I had promised my 9 year old $5 to find it. She had already begun to plan on how she was gonna spend it. She was gonna add it to the other money she has been saving and buy her self another webkin (a webkin is a little stuffed animal, that has its own website to play games, and which I will save the rest of the details for another post.) She has been saving her allowance for an "eternity", as she puts it. If I can remember correctly, an eternity began way back in January of 2008 when she realized that the webkin she got as a Christmas gift was lonely and needs a pal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't bring my self to take away the glory she was sure to have by finding that camera for me, away from her. So I did what any other parent would do, I hid it all over again. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What? Wouldn't you do his too?&lt;/span&gt; I put it in a cabinet where we keep all of the baby toys out of sight. YES, I essentially just framed my poor innocent baby, so that her big sister could still find and earn her well deserved 5 dollars. I mean she is a FREEKING STRAIGHT "A" student, and I have been meaning to award her for bringing home an AMAZING report card, and an official certificate that shows that she is in fact a straight "A" student. (OK, I'll stop bragging, now) Oh yeah, AND, I made sure to put a reminder to find it, and where to find it in my phone, to avoid any other framing of suspects. &lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, I kinda told my daughter to look one more time in the baby's cabinet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my big girl that I saw the baby with it last, a few weeks ago, so I knew the baby had to have been the one who hid it. After about five minutes of intense searching, I hear my big girl GASP, and immediately rush to me with her hand out saying, "that will be five bucks mom". I know I framed an innocent baby, get over it. I did it for a great cause. I got to see that gorgeous smile come from my big girl and light up my day first thing in the morning. So I immediately paid up, and she proceeded to put her hard earned money into her piggy bank that her grandma and grandpa gave her when she was just a baby.  In the end, we both got what we wanted. I got to make my big girl happy, and she got her well deserved "five bucks." As for the baby, she will never know that she was framed in the name of her big sisters happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we will be hitting up the nearest mall this weekend in hopes of finding the PERFECT webkin. I just know it will be a great weekend. I hope you all have a great weekend too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No babies were harmed in the making of this story, the baby was tortured with a fudgesicle. After the baby / suspect was released she was given a fudgesicle in hopes of repaying her for any inconveniences, and also to avoid any future lawsuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-1621255573695718924?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/1621255573695718924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=1621255573695718924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1621255573695718924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/1621255573695718924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-everyone-i-hope-you-all-had.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R8cdYC5-NVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kBUoOj6brOo/s72-c/plastic_handcuffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-8142934660543728862</id><published>2008-05-06T15:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:12:45.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCDJrX-yDEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QzPY5amlDGA/s1600-h/coughing+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCDJrX-yDEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QzPY5amlDGA/s320/coughing+dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197375716994452546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, many of you may have noticed that I have yet again been away from my blog. For a while I was struggling to come up with good topics to write about, but couldn't really come up with anything interesting. Not to say that todays post will be any different. I have written something about my favorite political subject on my other blog. Yes its about Obama. Yes, I had to go there again. Lets just say I TOLD YOU SO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my absence, well that is easily explained. My one year old has been very sick! She had/has Croup. I have no idea how she got it, but it makes me very angry. My big girl never got croup. I had only heard that word before and never really knew what it was. BUT, boy it can really pack a punch on your little ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a cough that sounded like a puppy barking. For a second on the drive to the E.R. I wondered if it was the dreaded whooping cough that is supposedly making its way around the US. Thankfully the Doctors stressed that it wasn't whooping cough but it was another dangerous kind of respiratory illness that had invaded my poor baby's body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still has a slight cough lingering, but we are now battling a double ear infection.  I really need to start weening her from the "ba-ba" or bottle for those of you who don't speak baby.  I'm not sure if this is the reason for her ear infections, but I have a really strong feeling that its not helping that she loves to  lay down with her bottle. She takes it and just lays down and relaxes. Its one of the few moments that she is actually quiet and not fighting with her big sis.  I feel sorry for my big girl, she is not the fighting type, but I have a feeling that is going to change the longer she is around the bully BABY. What is it with second children? Why are they so aggressive? Why are they constantly fighting with their older siblings. I give her all the attention and love that she could ever ask for but it never seems to be enough for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given her and all other second children a name for their problem, and YES it is a PROBLEM. I call it SBS, or second baby syndrome.  I wish  could come up with a cure for this. So far my my studies of other families suffering from SBS, there has only been one cure for this problem and that is, time. Time seems to be the only cure.  Time, Time, Time, I already don't have enough of it as it is, and now I come to find out that I have about 17 years more to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,  I must admit, I wouldn't have it any other way. My kids are my everything. And I thank God everyday for the gift of them (and my hubby, cause with out him, well, lets face it, there would be no them) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as I end this post and hear the screams of a one year old attacking a nine year old, I ask you to check out my other blog, and remember to always come back and visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-8142934660543728862?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/8142934660543728862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=8142934660543728862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8142934660543728862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/8142934660543728862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-many-of-you-may-have-noticed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/SCDJrX-yDEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QzPY5amlDGA/s72-c/coughing+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-6952059963119739366</id><published>2008-04-24T13:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T13:49:29.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to every one who reads this, all two of you. Yes, I think I used to have three but due to my neglectful nature I think I have lost a reader. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sniff, sniff&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, que sera, sera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again today I have absolutely no urge to write. I think a post that my good friend jelly wrote about before that said most bloggers end up giving up their blogs probably has some truth to it. I read other blogs, like the one linked on my favorites, and I honestly dont know how they do it. Their stories are ALWAYS interesting, funny, or touching. I cant seem to pull a story or any kind of subject matter out of my ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have one story, kind of. Im thinking about re-joining the work force. I have been a SAHM for a LOOOOOONNNGGGG time now, and I used to feel happy about it. I was happy to be taking care of my little ones. But, for quite a few years now, I have been having this itch, NO, not a dirty kind of never wash your hair kind of itch, but an itch that makes me restless and really want to put my degree to good use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel EXTREMELY guilty for wanting to get out of the house and work. I feel like leaving my baby in a day care is somehow betraying her and I should say THEM. Although my big girl is in school, she would have to go to the day care center after school. Both of my parents worked. BUT, and this is a BIG BUT, I was never left in a day care center. I had an enormous family, with many aunts that were more than happy to take care of all of their nieces and nephews. Family. I wish I had some. Well, at least some that lived close by. All of my family lives over an hour a way. Can you imagine that commute? UGH! I cant. And I wont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made a solid decision on this very sensitive subject yet. I'm merely testing the waters and weighing my options. Day care is BY THE WAY freeking &lt;br /&gt;EXPENSIVE ! Its Unbeliveable how expensive it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here is another BUT, I think I found a way to cut some of the cost of day care, while being able to work. Lets just say, I'll know after I meet with the day care management. I hear they have an Administration opening. Wink wink. I hate counting chickens so with that said. I bid you adieu, adios, or Good bye for now.  Which by the way reminds me of something, how many of you think that ADIOS which is two words meshed together, really, actually means goodbye? Well, technically it is used to say good bye but the words are actually  (A   Dios) or To God, many Hispanics say Adios as a way of saying go with god, or God be with you. So, there you go a now you have another wrinkle in your brain. Wrinkles on the brain are good, the ones on your face, not so much. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, &lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-6952059963119739366?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/6952059963119739366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=6952059963119739366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6952059963119739366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/6952059963119739366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-to-every-one-who-reads-this-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-169927063334255722</id><published>2008-04-21T07:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:44:40.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ahref="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R6IlNesxUqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rvEYPADP728/s1600-h/check4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R6IlNesxUqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rvEYPADP728/s200/check4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161729036429382306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Due to the some inclement weather issues, you know the type, 70's, blue skies, flowers blooming, playground a-calling, I will be doing a re-post. It has some good information to get you on your way to earning money from home. I have all the buttons and links of survey site and other site that have already sent me checks or have sent payments to my paypal account on my side bar. Take a look, and remember if you have any questions leave me a comment below and I will get you the information you need ASAP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today the door bell rings. Oh no, I think to myself, I'm not expecting any one, I'm not any where near presentable. No make up, hair in a pony tail, jeans and a sweat shirt, you know, the moms standard uniform. Only on special outings do I dare sport my Fabulous boots and "nice clothes". So who could be at the door? I take a quick peek at my self in the mirror, decide I'm ok to open the door, there are no food items, or baby fluids stuck to me as of yet. So I open the door and it was the UPS guy. He has a box for me. A box that has the name of a survey company that I had signed up for about a month or so ago. Its called AC Nielson. So I sign for the box, I'm feeling quite important at this point. (Its usually my hubby that gets things delivered, like tires, tools, blue teeth or is it blue toothes?) I take my box and quickly open it. It has a scanner inside. It is similar to the scanners you see the cashiers use at the grocery stores. And that is exactly what it is for. I am now a member of the AC Nielson Home scan team. WOOHOO! I am supposed to scan the things I buy at stores, food and non food. Then I send my scanning to them via the internet. The provided the scanner, the software, the usb cable, and return labels along with paid postage. The labels and postage is to be used if I decide to opt out or if the scanner doesn't work upon arrival, I can send it back at no cost to me.  After the very easy set up, I am now ready to scan my groceries. Some people may be wary about giving out such private information. They may be worried some one will find out that they buy store brand pinto beans and use way too much tp. I, on the other hand don't care who knows about my groceries. The entire line at the local grocery store already saw me load the conveyor belt with a family size toilet paper, tampax, and mouth wash right next to my gallon of milk, cans of beans, frozen treats, and countless other "personal" items. I watch peoples eyes as I'm loading the conveyor belt. I see them scanning my purchases, as if saying, ooh I need that, or, oh man I wonder if she has stomach issues. HAHAHAHA. Ok enough about that. My point is, I am extremely excited to get started. I saw the catalog where you trade your points for gifts. The gifts are awesome.  There are gifts like, Flat screen TV's (great gift for the hubby), coffee makers (great gift for my coffee addicted brother), Lap top (cant decide If I would keep that or give it to my mom), gifts for the kids, And the one prize that made my heart jump out of throat. It was a beautiful COACH purse. Those of you who know me, know that I don't like to buy too many expensive things, but purses and boots are my two weaknesses. Although I don't have many of either, I would love to get a FREE purse! Are you kidding me, FREE, who wouldn't want anything free? OH, my, I can just see that bad boy on my arm right now, while I'm walking down the isle of my local dollar store. HAHAHA.  Oh yeah, they also have countless other things to choose from.  I will be keeping you all posted on my new adventures in home scanning. I'm looking for the link to get you all there and signed up. I must warn you, there is a waiting list which is why I it took so long for me to get my free scanner. But I'm hoping it is worth the wait. I will let you all know.  I'm also adding a couple of pictures of the scanner. AND, I'm going to add a picture of one of the checks I recently received from survey spot. I hope the picture of the check that has been deposited safely into my account, will encourage you all to join in on the survey revolution. It's FREE, and the only thing you need is Patience. You WILL NOT make big buck right away, but in due time you will begin to see the fruits of your labor. &lt;br /&gt;Check out the pictures and let me know what you think. In the mean time, I'm off to begin scanning my entire pantry. OK, not the entire pantry, just half of it. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-169927063334255722?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/169927063334255722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=169927063334255722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/169927063334255722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/169927063334255722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/04/due-to-some-inclement-weather-issues.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36t2y7ru8JU/R6IlNesxUqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rvEYPADP728/s72-c/check4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-3698755538234086462</id><published>2008-04-15T14:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:05:58.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Its almost unbelievable. SPRING is finally here. It seems that winter was just not going to leave. I live in TEXAS for pete's sake. Its not supposed to be cold in TEXAS! I know one thing I can believe, I believe that I need a real push these days to get on line to blog. I feel like I have nothing new to say.  All I know is  that the sun is out, the flowers are blooming my girls are healthy and happy. What more can I ask for? Life is pretty good. God has truly blessed me, I have to make sure I don't waste this gorgeous day. I'll have to get back to you all later. I hear the birds singing a song, asking me and my girls to come out and play, and PLAY we shall.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. I hope you all are having a great spring so far. &lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later,&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-3698755538234086462?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/3698755538234086462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=3698755538234086462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3698755538234086462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/3698755538234086462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-its-almost-unbelievable.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7899877691033910920.post-4170813325944449475</id><published>2008-04-02T14:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:57:30.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi every one,&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask you all a question. How many of you have heard of the Big bang?&lt;br /&gt;No, Im not talking about the BIG Bang Theory, the "sciency" one. I'm talking about the BIG BANG the newest meme. Except, that this MEME is trying and very darn close to getting over 1000 links on one list. The last time I saw it, it had over 700 links, 723 to be exact. I'm the 723rd. WOOHOO. I want to urge you all to go and check out the big bang theory and sign up. I think its a cool way to get more people to your site while getting the chance to explore other sites. All you need to know and do is all stated below. Just follow the instructions and you should be good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Start Copy Here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not have to be tagged to play along. This game is simple and so are the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy from *Start Copy Here* through *End Copy Here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Add your site(s) to the list. Just be sure to post the "Big Bang" at each site you add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag or don’t tag, your choice, however, the more tags you create the longer the list will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let me know your blog’s name and url by leaving me a comment &lt;a href="http://mondaymorningpower.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-bang-master-list.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I will add you to the master list. (If you would like a scroll box code, leave me your email address and I will email it to you.) Scroll Box Example. (I decided not to use the box for the Big Bang for ease of copying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Come back and copy the master list back to your site, often. This process will allow late-comers to get as much link benefit as the first ones in. Once you are on the master list people who have participated earlier will update their bookmarks and help everyone lower than them out on the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7899877691033910920-4170813325944449475?l=mvkq3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/feeds/4170813325944449475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7899877691033910920&amp;postID=4170813325944449475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4170813325944449475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7899877691033910920/posts/default/4170813325944449475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mvkq3.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-every-one-i-want-to-ask-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MelissaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158632636211879929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1p073WphorQ/TknnbpivSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9hZ8uydSvsI/s220/purpler%2Bose3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
