<?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-1000391173025090087</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:50:50.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T Woman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4315322003424180712</id><published>2009-01-26T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:45:57.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I promised. . .</title><content type='html'>Okay guys. . . . this one is for you! Let's see, what have I been up to lately???? Oh, I just ordered tickets for Country Fest this year. . . going with dad and Kim, and for any of you that are interested---seriously, let me know. We got 2 camp sites and it should be lots of fun! Kris and Meg- do you remember that first year we went??? Wow, we really are getting old!&lt;br /&gt;Got up today, went and ran errands. Funny how the local trip to WalMart can so easily end up being $200 dollars when you haven't gone grocery shopping for awhile! FYI- this post will be random and all over the place. . . much like my brain, did any of you get that forward that I emailed abt. why women can't sleep??? Yes, that is my head. ALL the time. I am ALMOST done with the 4th book of the Twilight series. I should have been done by now, but geesh, this is a fat one. Had my yearly physical earlier this month, and was told to start exercising. (did I spell that right?) Anyway, yes I know its healthy and good for me blah blah blah. I am either just plain sick of winter, getting burnt out on my job or yeah, I'm sure a combo of both. Work has been super slow lately. Dread even going. I did however purchase a lotto ticket last week, haven't checked it though. So who knows, I could be a millionaire!!! Wouldn't that be great!!&lt;br /&gt;Kurt and I are still together. 4 1/2 months now! Things are going pretty well I have to say. A few bumps in the road, all part of still getting to know things abt. each other, likes/dislikes. . . etc. He is going to Jamaica sometime soon. Yeah, sooooo jealous! One thing I must say though. . . this is the slowest relationship I have ever been in. And I am totally NOT saying that is a bad thing. . . cuz for those of you who know me well, know that I move from "hi" to "when are we getting married" pretty quickly. . . .so this is different for me, but I am rolling with it day by day. Still no "I love yous" but hints and close calls. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Finally gave the Jeep a bath last night on my way home from work. What a filthy little thing!&lt;br /&gt;Laundry and cleaning the house seem to be on the rest of my "to-do" list today, all the crap that never gets finished bcuz it. . . just never does.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, spring. Where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah, gonna be 31 this year, what the????? Hunter wants another birthday party. WOW! I simply told her that Ellie and Miss Nora will have to celebrate theirs first. She was okay with that!&lt;br /&gt;Excited to . . . . yeah, I forgot what I was excited abt. Hunter had a runny nose, got a Kleenex, came back to typing, and totally forgot what I was gonna write! WOW! Okay, so yeah, enuf for now. Lets see if I can find some pics to post!  These are not in any particular order, just a few from the last couple months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SenSgavI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rd2M739wj8o/s1600-h/Xmas+08+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690528986262258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SenSgavI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rd2M739wj8o/s400/Xmas+08+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SeeTm62I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tZDibuLIW1w/s1600-h/Xmas+08+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690526574963554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SeeTm62I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tZDibuLIW1w/s400/Xmas+08+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SeaU-2eI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HV53rmNGYnE/s1600-h/Xmas+08+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690525506984418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SeaU-2eI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HV53rmNGYnE/s400/Xmas+08+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4R0eNYQ_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/QCokt2G0W9c/s1600-h/Dec.+08+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295689804994331634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4R0eNYQ_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/QCokt2G0W9c/s400/Dec.+08+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4R0IqmbfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/QzhfkM70yAQ/s1600-h/Xmas+08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295689799211314674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4R0IqmbfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/QzhfkM70yAQ/s400/Xmas+08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4Rzkj-opI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pxTArgFw9wo/s1600-h/Xmas+08+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295689789519864466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4Rzkj-opI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pxTArgFw9wo/s400/Xmas+08+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4RzMzaAGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/a30y_5ypqsE/s1600-h/Xmas+08+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295689783142121570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4RzMzaAGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/a30y_5ypqsE/s400/Xmas+08+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4RzLp4K6I/AAAAAAAAAis/2Td5orLFP1I/s1600-h/Xmas+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295689782833720226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4RzLp4K6I/AAAAAAAAAis/2Td5orLFP1I/s400/Xmas+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, oh yeah!  I am excited for The Bachelor tonight!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4315322003424180712?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4315322003424180712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4315322003424180712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4315322003424180712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4315322003424180712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-i-promised.html' title='As I promised. . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SX4SenSgavI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rd2M739wj8o/s72-c/Xmas+08+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-819643658366781866</id><published>2008-11-06T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:35:32.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post long over due. . .</title><content type='html'>R u ready for a long one????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been over a week since I returned from Illinois visiting my sis! Need less to say, I think I am going to take a break from blogging for awhile. Too busy, not enough time, and the time that I do find here or there, I would rather not be in front of my computer. So, for awhile at least, there will be random posts here or there. I can't even keep caught up on reading them.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a long one, 2 funerals, a lot of emotions, bad moods, sad people. But we all pulled through. . . because what else could we possibly do?&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pics from our trip. . . lets just say, that traveling in a car for 9 hrs. with a 2 yr. old is NOT what I expected. Bring the dvd player bcuz she WILL NOT sleep the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, these pics are not in order. fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds boyfriend Nate works at the Fire Station in Charleston, so needless to say, we took a trip there on the last day to see the fire engines and ambulance. You would not believe how heavy this hat is!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUwJkr6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/1CTV3WH5k8Y/s1600-h/Illinois+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572537057980322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUwJkr6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/1CTV3WH5k8Y/s400/Illinois+158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate and Linds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTVb--8KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/47evTtGn6d8/s1600-h/Illinois+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573648336351394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTVb--8KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/47evTtGn6d8/s400/Illinois+164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds and I in their "get up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSVcYTtBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/r5WTxIPmg5c/s1600-h/Illinois+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572548930941970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSVcYTtBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/r5WTxIPmg5c/s400/Illinois+160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSU3LwcUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3P7FPcG6RVM/s1600-h/Illinois+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572538946187586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSU3LwcUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3P7FPcG6RVM/s400/Illinois+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUo7V4VI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ry6PWKR8sUY/s1600-h/Illinois+141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572535119241554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUo7V4VI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ry6PWKR8sUY/s400/Illinois+141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate has a Harley! So cool! We went riding one day for abt. an hr. I lost my bandana within the first 15 min. but I sucked it up. Next time I will make sure to tie it tighter! We drove to Indiana on Monday so that I could go to the Harley shop. The one in Illinois was closed. Who knew?? Still would have liked to have a shirt that said Effingham instead of Terre Haute. Just think it sounds cooler, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUfOG9yI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4NAdjo0_X9U/s1600-h/Illinois+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572532513601314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUfOG9yI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4NAdjo0_X9U/s400/Illinois+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate and Linds have this huge trampoline in their backyard. . .Hunter loved it! We jumped around on it a couple days, but if the sun wasn't out, it was a bit cold. And windy!! Illinois doesn't have all the bluffs like we do around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXmyz50I/AAAAAAAAAgo/VKxD0DTU_r8/s1600-h/Illinois+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571486574569282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXmyz50I/AAAAAAAAAgo/VKxD0DTU_r8/s400/Illinois+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out the very first day/night we arrived. Went to a bar that Linds compared to the Harbor around here. But a lot bigger, seemed a lot nicer, and a butt load more people there. They live pretty close to a college. College housing, and parties, NOT missing them anymore! I was dancing on stage and Linds wouldn't come up there with me. Pooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXcsat4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/d_LCUC6skDE/s1600-h/Illinois+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571483863398274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXcsat4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/d_LCUC6skDE/s400/Illinois+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from the beginning now, I worked on Friday night, Linds friend Heidi drove with me there. We left at abt 1 in the morning. Thinking that H would sleep the whole time. Not so. I didn't sleep much on the way there. Abt. an hour. And I had been up since 7:30 Friday morn. We arrived at their house abt. 9:15 or so Sat. morning. Nate was putting on a bean bag tourney for the Fire Station. We got to the bar at noon. First coctail down. Still only one hr of sleep. Nates mom has a daycare, so Hunter spent much of the day there. Drank some coctails, sucked at bean bags, left to go eat around 5:30 ish or so (I think). Ate a nice restaurant. Came back to the house. Showered (Linds said the make-up was starting to set in my wrinkles! :) I was over tired, emotional, and just plain feeling weird after not sleeping for so long, I have never done it that long before. Nate mom called a couple times, Hunter didn't want to stay and go to bed. So we went to pick her up. Heidi was tired and decided to stay home with H and the 3 of us went out. Got to the bar abt. 9:30 sat. night. Closed the joint down. Had a craving for Taco Bell or Johns (???) total brain fart. But anywho, waited in the drivethru for abt. a flippen hour!!!! Can you believe that??? Wow. By the time we got home and finally settled down for bed, I had had 1 hr. of sleep within 43 hrs. Not gonna do it again, for a very very long time!!!&lt;br /&gt;This pic is right away when we got to the bar sat. night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXF4g9UI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-ALIBUzI49Q/s1600-h/Illinois+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571477740123458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRXF4g9UI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-ALIBUzI49Q/s400/Illinois+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this HUGE pig outside the restaurant that we ate it! Weird?? eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRW9JkR9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Iv8ge0GDTP4/s1600-h/Illinois+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571475395725266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRW9JkR9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Iv8ge0GDTP4/s400/Illinois+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Heidi and I right before the bean bag tourney at a bar called The Paw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRWqHz_1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/2Ho6k6tZkD0/s1600-h/Illinois+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571470288093010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMRWqHz_1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/2Ho6k6tZkD0/s400/Illinois+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am combining a few posts into one very large one. We had been back for a couple days, went to the new park at Colvill Park. Sporting her "new" Harley hat and a pink tutu. She was the only girl at the park in a pink tu tu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWSenukI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mmTKtBJTAlo/s1600-h/Illinois+193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573662964562498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWSenukI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mmTKtBJTAlo/s400/Illinois+193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate and Linds were both very gracious with us staying in their home and messing it up a bit, but we had fun!  Thank you both for everything. .  can't wait to see you in 6 weeks or so!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat. night I had off. Kurt wanted to stay at home after a long night out Friday. So Kim and dad met me at Bilz to practice darts. At the last minute, we decided to attend a Halloween party at the Elks. Too fun! We were not dressed up. . at first. Kim had a tub in her trunk, so we pulled it out in the parking lot, and started to get dressed. She was a hippie witch, and I was a hippie. Don't ask me who Cousin It was, cuz I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWSmkH_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/rl9IdyFXVJE/s1600-h/Illinois+189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573662997880818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWSmkH_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/rl9IdyFXVJE/s400/Illinois+189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into an old high school friend, Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWD1y3-I/AAAAAAAAAho/oG4t_2z8_9o/s1600-h/Illinois+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573659035230178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTWD1y3-I/AAAAAAAAAho/oG4t_2z8_9o/s400/Illinois+187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biener and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTVvl5-QI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ruxViY4no2M/s1600-h/Illinois+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573653599877378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMTVvl5-QI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ruxViY4no2M/s400/Illinois+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-819643658366781866?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/819643658366781866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=819643658366781866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/819643658366781866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/819643658366781866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/11/post-long-over-due.html' title='A post long over due. . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SRMSUwJkr6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/1CTV3WH5k8Y/s72-c/Illinois+158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5982932650414194650</id><published>2008-10-28T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:54:16.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not focusing:  Nellies Nook</title><content type='html'>I have a buttload of pics to post and some stories to share abt. my past weekend visiting my sis in Illinois!  But seriously, my brain is not wanting to take the time to do it right now.  So, without further ado, I will make you just wait. . . . until I am good and ready.  But just thought I would do a quick post to let you all know that I have not forgotten the fact that I do have a blog, and have sooooo NOT been updating it as much as I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5982932650414194650?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5982932650414194650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5982932650414194650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5982932650414194650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5982932650414194650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-focusing-nellies-nook.html' title='Not focusing:  Nellies Nook'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5442351635179266121</id><published>2008-10-21T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:59:56.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QaBgKFrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sGJPM8vZ14E/s1600-h/Oct+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729822825453234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QaBgKFrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sGJPM8vZ14E/s400/Oct+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QaTWJjAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yo-xHJrmOS4/s1600-h/Oct+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729827615312898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QaTWJjAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yo-xHJrmOS4/s400/Oct+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5Qas9v98I/AAAAAAAAAb8/yn-8WlkGX4o/s1600-h/Oct+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729834492295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5Qas9v98I/AAAAAAAAAb8/yn-8WlkGX4o/s400/Oct+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5Qa6-Nl-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/550qilAnGyc/s1600-h/Oct+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729838252333026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5Qa6-Nl-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/550qilAnGyc/s400/Oct+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QbUZXbRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/5acRrI0eprI/s1600-h/Oct+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729845077110034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QbUZXbRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/5acRrI0eprI/s400/Oct+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5442351635179266121?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5442351635179266121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5442351635179266121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5442351635179266121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5442351635179266121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-pics.html' title='Just pics'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SP5QaBgKFrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sGJPM8vZ14E/s72-c/Oct+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2330874236791706543</id><published>2008-10-20T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:08:54.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleanin house</title><content type='html'>That is what today is mostly abt.  Officially purchased my Jeep today, it was on lease.  Got a free GPS!  Oil change: done.  Woke up this morning and spilled a whole FULL pitcher of lemonade in my entire fridge.  Not the way I wanted to start my day!  But whatever, it is cleaned up.  I have done 5 loads of laundry.  Dishes:  almost done.  Clean sheets.  Raked a butt load of leaves into a pile, and took pics of Hunter!  I will post later, maybe tonight.  Funny how as I raked, the wind was blowing constantly and at least 20 more leaves fell every 2 or 3 minutes!  Never ending.   Finally got in the shower abt 1pm.  &lt;br /&gt;Just ordered a personalzed Viking Jersey for Kurts b-day coming up.  Dudes, is that a good gift?&lt;br /&gt;Sooo need to clean the rest of my house and the Jeep.  Bills: paid.  Okay, more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2330874236791706543?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2330874236791706543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2330874236791706543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2330874236791706543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2330874236791706543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/cleanin-house.html' title='Cleanin house'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-143485559974249903</id><published>2008-10-16T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:00:45.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I warned him. .</title><content type='html'>Yeah.  That's all I got to say.  I mean, for whatever reason, I truly think that I am the gassiest person alive!  And I told Kurt this.  And. . . .I think he believes me.  He still has not passed gas in front of me, and I burp and fart daily.  Is that bad?  Gosh though, I totally can't help it.  Could yes, be a lot more descret as far as going into another room, never pushing them up through the esophagus.  But seriously, would I be being myself if I didn't do what I do??  For those of you who have known me for years, you know what I'm talkin bout.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Hunter has a cold, runny stuffy nose, cough in her sleep.  She dropped a duece so bad last night, we threw her in the tub. (not literally, threw that is!)  Bill down at Mr. Bilz is throwing a party for Biener this weekend.  So, I am working day shift, and then gonna sing some songs!  Yay!  Someone said that her daughter accidently spilled the beans, but we are gonna try to play it off as some dudes b-day party, signs with his name on etc. etc.  Lets see what we can do.  Seems no one I know can keep a damn secret.  Member when my dad accidently e-mailed my "surprise" b-day invite along with everyone else!? Ha Ha!  Whatever.  We had a blast!  I haven't been keeping up on pics too much lately, just a little blabbing here and there.  Hopefully next week.  Gotta do someones hair today, and then go to work.  Bummer.  But- so am getting my nails done, a pedicure and a haircut tommorrow.  All before work.  So, a half day of "pamper me" is better than nothing!!!!  If I don't blog again before this weekend, stay warm and healthy!!!  Its gettin flippin cold out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-143485559974249903?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/143485559974249903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=143485559974249903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/143485559974249903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/143485559974249903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-warned-him.html' title='I warned him. .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8944965041163935963</id><published>2008-10-15T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:37:10.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dart Practice</title><content type='html'>So, yes, the season is upon us!  Didn't wear the right shoes last night, so my shot wasn't always good.  Oh, well.  I totally do this for fun, not the competition part.  But it is still nice to win :) once in awhile anyways!  Came home, talked to Kurt on the phone for almost 2 hours!  WTF?  Who does that anymore??  I don't remember the last time I could think of that much to say!  Honestly.  Well, I did have a couple coctails in me which could have made up some of the difference.  But I am so serious when I say that this guy cracks me up, I am soooo smiling and laughing all the flippen time when I am with him!!  I love it!  And so hoping that in 30 yrs. we are still doing the same thing!  Isn't that what it should be abt.?  My wedding song (I hope) will be My Best Friend by Tim McGraw.  I love the words, love the song itself and have never dated anyone that quite fit the song.  Kurt knows this and asked if he fit it.  Time will tell!  (But I soooooo have a good feeling!)  One day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Wheres the dang sun today??  I was up at 6am.  Dont know why, just couldn't sleep.  Hunter has boogers golore, fever last night.  Need to clean my house, take a shower.  Be functionable.  For a minute or so.  Going to visit grandma biener.  Should be getting a haircut and my oil changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8944965041163935963?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8944965041163935963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8944965041163935963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8944965041163935963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8944965041163935963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/dart-practice.html' title='Dart Practice'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6208693847918093803</id><published>2008-10-14T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:49:03.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoring</title><content type='html'>Anyone have any helpful hints for sleeping with someone who snores??!!  Never really been with someone who does this, and I feel bad for poking him every 10 min. (and I'm sure he is getting annoyed!)  I was thinking earplugs, but then would I hear Hunter if she got up in the middle of the night?  Help, I feel mean, but geesh, I can't fall asleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6208693847918093803?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6208693847918093803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6208693847918093803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6208693847918093803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6208693847918093803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/snoring.html' title='Snoring'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6692618239144169887</id><published>2008-10-10T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:58:01.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Friday!</title><content type='html'>And yes, today I can actually say that it IS Friday!!!  No work tomorrow!!  Wuuu whooo!!!  How pumped am I!  Rock on.  Work tonight, get up at the butt crack of dawn to go to my cousins house and do 4 up-dos for a wedding.  Then it is totally hit the road jack.  Out of town.  All night long baby!  Ain't comin back til Sun.  Of course I have to work Sun. but whatever.  Livin in the moment!!  Kinda a boring week.  Vikings won. WOW!  Missed the end of the game.  Oops.  I was having more fun anyways, he he :)  Hunter is at daycare and her dads all weekend.  I better make some big bucks tonight.  Sooo dreamin'  anywho, got things to do.  Hope everyone has a super weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6692618239144169887?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6692618239144169887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6692618239144169887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6692618239144169887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6692618239144169887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-friday.html' title='Finally Friday!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3925018546835100378</id><published>2008-10-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:58:05.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the only way to go after up is down, right? I have been on such a flippin "high" for the past 3 weeks, it finally came down yesterday. Got some news Sunday night. I swear, some people just really can't stand to see others happy when they are so dang miserable themselves. I am speaking of the nut case ex-girlfriend if you hadn't figured it out yet. But damn it, I am determined not to let this chick get to me too bad. After a couple pep talk e-mails from my sis and cousin, last night my mood went up a bit again. Finally brought my camera out this past weekend and got some pics of Kurt and I. Went out with Biener and my dad Sat. night over in WI, to the T-Bar. I honestly cannot remember the last time I danced my ass off! I tell ya, we were home waaaayyy before bar close and I woke up the next morning with a aching back, sore feet, a bruise on my ass, and a horrible headache. All the signs of getting older I assume. I am sooo looking forward to this weekend already.&lt;br /&gt;Kurt and I are going to the MOA, gonna meet someone to chit chat, and then who knows!! Yay is all I can say! I think we might stay in a hotel, and go find some little quiet place to hang out. Just what I need. Hunter will be at her dads.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, some pictures for your viewing pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;Me and Biener before getting into the limo on our Wiscony jaunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEX0tEasI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NKkT-X1bW6c/s1600-h/Oct.08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438935077350082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEX0tEasI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NKkT-X1bW6c/s400/Oct.08+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!  This is Kurt and I.  Such a honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEYRDzZEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/g48m4nIGvkA/s1600-h/Oct.08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438942688896066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEYRDzZEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/g48m4nIGvkA/s400/Oct.08+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both a little silly, love to have fun, and laughing is a constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEYv4Xk0I/AAAAAAAAAbk/NdV5Mc2U2uA/s1600-h/Oct.08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438950962434882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEYv4Xk0I/AAAAAAAAAbk/NdV5Mc2U2uA/s400/Oct.08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work tonight.  Bummer.  Crappy day, sick of rain.  Need sun.  Yes?  Is it Feb. yet cuz I am really craving my fun in the sun summer vacation!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3925018546835100378?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3925018546835100378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3925018546835100378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3925018546835100378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3925018546835100378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-only-way-to-go-after-up-is-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOuEX0tEasI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NKkT-X1bW6c/s72-c/Oct.08+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5919285648635506656</id><published>2008-10-01T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:59:46.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wella wella wednesday</title><content type='html'>Worked until 2am this mornin and got up at the butt crack of dawn to bring g-ma to a doc appt.  Wow.  Tired.  Went to breakfast at Perkins.  &lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.  Ever since I have gotten a dvr, I am so concious of how much t.v. Hunter and I are watching.  So, my new thing is. . . . .all t.v. off for 2 to 3 hours a day.  I turn on the tunes and H and I do whatever.  Clean house, have a dance party, shake maracas, read books, play with toys, dishes, computer, color whatever.  Oh and lots of singing!!&lt;br /&gt;Kris and I are talking abt. having a Pleasure Party!  Yay! I think a couples one at that!  Who's up??  A night of no kids, lots of friends and some coctails!!!  Maybe an evening on the town afterwards!  Yeah baby!  Just something to keep in mind everybody!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, for all those inquiring minds. . . Hunter is finally finally finally getting some hair!  Must be a combo of growing faster and NOT being in the sun at the pool every week so it is getting darker.  Love it.  She wants a pony sooo bad.  Pretty soon baby!&lt;br /&gt;On a whole nother note.  Rumor (from my supervisors) at work is that within the next 4 months or so, we might be having another rebid on our hours at work.  Starting with the most senority, working down.  I have finally gotten used to my hours, and for the most part are loving them.  Love working 10 hr days and having 3 off every week.  But if the option comes up again to go back to working day shift (8am to 6pm) instead of my hours (2pm to 12am) what to do?  Most likely I would still have to work weekends either way.  Whatever.  Not gonna worry abt. it until it comes up.  Would you believe that even though I have worked there for over 10 yrs. that I still come up towards the bottom end of the totem pole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5919285648635506656?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5919285648635506656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5919285648635506656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5919285648635506656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5919285648635506656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/10/wella-wella-wednesday.html' title='wella wella wednesday'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2712459722492888896</id><published>2008-09-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:18:34.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling at T.I.</title><content type='html'>Last night Kurt, Hunter and I went bowling at the new bowling alley in the casino.  It was fun!  Nice new shoes.  Nice clean place, no smoking.  We had a blast!  Hunters first time ever going and lets just say she rocked!!  I helped her out, and in the second game just bowled for her the last half.  She kicked both of our butts!!!  You go girl.  I brought my camera, but dang it, the battery was at home in the charger.  Next time.  Kurt is sooooo good with her.  I love it!  And she really likes him too. I am still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;His nutt job ex is still not leaving him a lone though.  It bugs me, and obviously him.  She will not quit texting him.  Over and over and over.  All day, all night.  He asked her to please stop and she said she will never stop.  WTF? &lt;br /&gt;Anyone know how to block a number on your cell phone?  I have heard it can be done, but don't know if you have to contact your cell company or if you can do it through your phone. Somethings gotta give.  She obviously wants attention, and will probably noe quit any time soon.  Whack job.  I don't even know what else to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2712459722492888896?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2712459722492888896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2712459722492888896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2712459722492888896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2712459722492888896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/bowling-at-ti.html' title='Bowling at T.I.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3277660985582827610</id><published>2008-09-29T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:04:51.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo update of our lives as of late</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Jess and Kris and I get together once a week with our girls for supper.  Just enough time to catch up on each others lives, let the girls play, oogle over Nora, and maybe watch a show together.  Ellie and Miss Hunter are way into princesses lately.  A cute pic of them in their "princess jammies"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFOVAkDVYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/0Gv3PIdCFX4/s1600-h/Sept.08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFOVAkDVYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/0Gv3PIdCFX4/s400/Sept.08+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251564763326141826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new little clan member we oogle so much!  What a doll you are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNkD0eA0I/AAAAAAAAAak/saTHYzQdRxo/s1600-h/Sept.08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563922386715458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNkD0eA0I/AAAAAAAAAak/saTHYzQdRxo/s400/Sept.08+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one been to Colvill Park lately??  They are building a MASSIVE play area for the kids.  It looks to be almost done, but no access yet.  How fun for all out little ones!  Remember when we were little and we got to play on a single slide, double teeter totter, set of swings, yada yada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNkQsuvUI/AAAAAAAAAas/dFvpcAkrh8A/s1600-h/Sept.08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563925843918146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNkQsuvUI/AAAAAAAAAas/dFvpcAkrh8A/s400/Sept.08+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out a couple weeks ago to practice darts.  The season is soon approaching!!  Yay!  Our drinks were adorned with little skirts.  We are total dorks, but that is okay, we had fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNks0DfJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dHc7u_EbkqM/s1600-h/Sept.08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563933390830738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNks0DfJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dHc7u_EbkqM/s400/Sept.08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ond day mom stopped by to say hi.  And when she was leaving.  Hunter and the care bear clan all had to wave goodbye. It was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDOACpZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/C4BKvVrqg0U/s1600-h/Sept.08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563358183925138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDOACpZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/C4BKvVrqg0U/s400/Sept.08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped over at Uncle Roos last week to see how the house is coming along.  I am proud of him.  This house is gonna be a great little pad for him.  Mom was cleaning the kitchen, and of course, Miss H joined in.  What a little cleaner.  I will remind her of these photos when she is 16 and not wanting to keep her room clean!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDNY1VvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xSO7i6GehZw/s1600-h/Sept.08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563358019475186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDNY1VvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xSO7i6GehZw/s400/Sept.08+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Halloween Miss H is gonna be a dragon!  Woa, a little boyish, but whatever.  The costume is warm and she seems to like it.  I will be working that night, but daddy will be taking her out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDU28yQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GHy2L-KzW20/s1600-h/Sept.08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563360024840450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDU28yQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GHy2L-KzW20/s400/Sept.08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and not least.  I took a couple long go go gadget arm shots today at the park.  I love you little girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDbZYEXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hzPZ9g9qtIM/s1600-h/Sept.08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563361779847538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDbZYEXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hzPZ9g9qtIM/s400/Sept.08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDv0oGWI/AAAAAAAAAac/BxFvjMtRODc/s1600-h/Sept.08+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251563367262853474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFNDv0oGWI/AAAAAAAAAac/BxFvjMtRODc/s400/Sept.08+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me to now.  Kurt and Hunter and I are gonna go check out the new bowling alley at the casino and throw a couple balls.  Come home, watch some t.v.  Hope that my phone doesn't ring and that nobody is roaming around my damn house outside!!!!!!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3277660985582827610?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3277660985582827610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3277660985582827610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3277660985582827610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3277660985582827610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/photo-update-of-our-lives-as-of-late.html' title='Photo update of our lives as of late'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SOFOVAkDVYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/0Gv3PIdCFX4/s72-c/Sept.08+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2953148938034448191</id><published>2008-09-28T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:59:35.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF????</title><content type='html'>I am in a very weird place right now.  Had yesterday off from work, went out with Kurt and had a flippin blast!!  Went out early, came home early.  Woke up VERY early! Looked outside at Kurts car, not really sure why, but thought that it might have a smashed windshield.  His car was parked at my house all night.  Walked outside to look at it.  Not smashed.  Someone dumped an ashtray on it.  And then Kurt came out, to look.  2 of his tires slashed.  I have never been a big fan of the work psycho, but HELLO!  His ex is a effin crazy lady who needs to leave us the F alone.  The cops were called.  A report was done.  No way to prove that it was her, but we know.  The cops went to look at her house in her vehicle to see if they could find the tool used.  My house was also getting prank phone calls earlier this week.  I just do not even know what to think.  She is 34 yrs. old and needs to grow up.  If this stuff keeps happening they are thinking abt. filing stalking charges and suggest to get a restraining order.  This shit is crazy.  I have never had to deal with anything like this.  WTF?  That is all I am thinking right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2953148938034448191?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2953148938034448191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2953148938034448191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2953148938034448191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2953148938034448191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/wtf.html' title='WTF????'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5123139769813671833</id><published>2008-09-23T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:19:09.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO</title><content type='html'>Okay so for some of you who know me, and some who don't.  The name of the guy I have been hanging out with is Kurt.  He was over and we were playing with Hunter.  I quickly got booted to the chair from the couch.  I must of CLEARLY not been as much fun!!!  But regaurdless, I was pleased that she is comfortable around him.  Before I got the big boot though.  We were drawing on her etcha sketch.  She said she had drawn a cheerio.  Kurt and I looked, and no shit, it looked like a little sperm.  Circle with a wiggly tail!!!  We were laughing so hard.  I should have taken a picture.  Maybe you just had to be there.  But it was flippin hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.  My t.v. has been shutting of randomly for the past 2 days, and I'm not sure what the problem is!!  Kinda weird.  Kinda freakin me out.  Movin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this email with a bunch of cute pics and then, this saying on the bottom!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS SHORT!  BREAK THE RULES!&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE QUICKLY!  KISS SLOWLY!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE TRULY, LAUGH UNCONTROLLABLY. .&lt;br /&gt;AND NEVER REGRET ANYTHING THAT MADE YOU SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is fast approaching.  I am a bit sad that I will be working and not able to take Hunter out this year.  My mom volunteered and she has a safe neighborhood.  So we will see what Trapper wants to do.  She is gonna be a dragon.  A bit on the boyish side if you will, but this costume is adorable!!!  We tried it on last night.  Too cute.  I, on the other hand, have that Sat. evening off and will be going out.  I just ordered an outfit yesterday online.  It is an indian princess/pocohontas deal.  Super cute, hopefully fits.  We will see!  But I am excited!  &lt;br /&gt;Okay, more later.  &lt;br /&gt;Think I'm in love. &lt;br /&gt;Is that crazy or what!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5123139769813671833?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5123139769813671833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5123139769813671833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5123139769813671833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5123139769813671833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/lmao.html' title='LMAO'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2854497063962032559</id><published>2008-09-22T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:53:35.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!!!!</title><content type='html'>So.  Yeah.  I had an awesome weekend!  Although I worked too.  Everyone at work keeps talking abt. this "glow" that is covering my face!  Just a giddy little school girl. I love it!  My house is a mess, clothes need to be washed.  Dishes need to be done.  I didn't do anything productive over the weekend.  But I am totally okay with that! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;I get to have 7 Sat. off in the next 2 1/2 months!  I am so pumped!  Maybe not that big of a deal to most of you.  But I have been working weekends for over 10 yrs. so this will be nice and I am gonna take full advantage of them for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2854497063962032559?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2854497063962032559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2854497063962032559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2854497063962032559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2854497063962032559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5375096451461275685</id><published>2008-09-17T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:23:08.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily's</title><content type='html'>I love Lily's.  I want Lily's.  I need Lily's.  I will get Lily's.  In abt. 5hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, its a great little coffee shop downtown!  With the best chicken ceaser wrap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5375096451461275685?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5375096451461275685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5375096451461275685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5375096451461275685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5375096451461275685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/lilys.html' title='Lily&apos;s'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-861081626651745774</id><published>2008-09-17T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:19:56.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmwaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>Call it love, or call it lust. . . I'm not sure at this moment.  But what I do know is, that my heart is smiling! :)  And I am literally grinning from ear to ear!  I was just talking to a co-worker last week abt. how my mission of looking for a mate has ended.  And I didn't mean that I would never date again!  Just that sometimes when you just quite "trying" so hard, whatever it is that you are looking for just may come and tap you on the shoulder!  And that is pretty much what has happened.  I won't go into too many details now, but just know that I am in a really good place!!  (Not that I wasn't before, because life with just Hunter and I would be wonderful, but this mammas got a lot more love to give!)  So, I will keep everyone posted as this venture begins.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I have known him for 15 yrs.  That is all you get for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-861081626651745774?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/861081626651745774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=861081626651745774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/861081626651745774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/861081626651745774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmmwaaaaa.html' title='Mmmwaaaaa!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1019940270873078690</id><published>2008-09-15T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:42:28.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of this, a bit of that</title><content type='html'>I got out Hunter's potty chair again, after a brief period of hibernation, and her CareBears are constantly going!!! So, yes she understands the whole concept, but I am not pushing the matter right now. I plan on trying whole heartedly sometime after Christmas. Trapper said she dropped a duece in her potty at his house last night! First time going ever. She has this thing with pull-ups. Likes the thought of them, loves to say the word and wants to wear them. So he said that she could if she went in the potty. Put the potty in her room, shut the door and let her do her business. Asked if she was going, and she replyed yes. She yelled when she was done. And that was that. She was rewarded with a treat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdEgOelI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KHgS-EUZXU4/s1600-h/sept+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255360172259922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdEgOelI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KHgS-EUZXU4/s400/sept+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. A couple weeks ago, we were shopping at Wal-mart. Saw a bunch of things in the 50% off isle. And found this great buy for only $35! I usually am not a thrift shopper in any way, so this made me proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdA_lgBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NsgT64Uhs24/s1600-h/sept+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255359230050322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdA_lgBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NsgT64Uhs24/s400/sept+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hunter in her Viking wear the day of the Viking/Packer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdc7Ld7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/D-WrFOznPGI/s1600-h/sept+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255366727759794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdc7Ld7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/D-WrFOznPGI/s400/sept+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is her mother the night of the Viking/Packer game.  With a couple people from work, not to mention. . . the day before the great hangover last week!  Hang over from Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdsvEKdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/C70IGA92Ang/s1600-h/sept+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255370971916754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdsvEKdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/C70IGA92Ang/s400/sept+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reagaurdless, I had a fun time.  Was home before midnight.  And from the stories that I heard this past week when I returned to work, I was definitely NOT alone in my "good" times!!!  Many of us were in the same boat the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn Vikings.  Had to lose again yesterday.  But. . . as we say. . .there is always next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1019940270873078690?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1019940270873078690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1019940270873078690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1019940270873078690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1019940270873078690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/bit-of-this-bit-of-that.html' title='A bit of this, a bit of that'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SM5xdEgOelI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KHgS-EUZXU4/s72-c/sept+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1098148368672014426</id><published>2008-09-10T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:24:21.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a bit more on the productive side.  Got the grocery shopping done and am finishing up on laundry.  I will get the house cleaning done by tomorrow when I go to work.  Started going through Hunters clothes.  Putting the out of season/too small ones into bins.  Some to keep, some for a garage sale, and some to donate.  She has a butt load of 3T's that I just dug out of the closet!!  She will be set for some time!&lt;br /&gt;On another note.  I am getting a dvr next week!  Not that I really need this thing.  But come on guys, Grey's is starting soon, and since I am working nights, I just CAN'T miss it!!  I also bought season 4 today that came out on dvd yesterday! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Hunter and the cat are currently sleeping.  Yes.  Me time. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, well it didn't all suck.  Hungover yes.  But on the other hand, Hunter and I hung out all day.  Didn't leave the house.  Just bummed, and played, watched movies, snacked, snuggled and laughed.  Lots of hugs and kisses.  Totally not productive, nothing got accomplished.  But. . thats okay!&lt;br /&gt;Going to Kris tonight, gonna hang with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many pics to post too, to help see what we have been up too, but oh yeah, camera got left at the bar Monday night.  Need to retrieve it from a friend later.  So, as soon as I get that.  I will post some pics!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor on Monday. . . because of this persistant cough and phlegm thing that has been going on since March.  Tested negative for asma.  Next step.  See a pulmonologist.  Appt. made for next month.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;WTF is wrong with me?  Totally hoping that it is nothing too serious.  Arggggg.&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1098148368672014426?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1098148368672014426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1098148368672014426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1098148368672014426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1098148368672014426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-bit-more-on-productive-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3397379009962877892</id><published>2008-09-09T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:28:15.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hungover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3397379009962877892?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3397379009962877892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3397379009962877892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3397379009962877892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3397379009962877892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/hungover.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6058676346185505135</id><published>2008-09-08T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:51:09.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Vikings!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, not too much time to post right now, but yes, I am still here!  Super excited abt. the game tonight!  Hunter had her first day of "school" today, and it went soo well.  I think I am gonna like this class.  The first half, the parents play with the kids, and the second half, the moms (or dads) go into another room to talk and what not!  How cool!&lt;br /&gt;Hunter is going to her dad's house tonight, which means, party time for me!  There is a butt load of people I work with going to the Bluffs over in Wisconie to watch the game on a huge projection screen !  Yeah.  Post more later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6058676346185505135?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6058676346185505135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6058676346185505135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6058676346185505135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6058676346185505135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-vikings.html' title='Go Vikings!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1407560543488782354</id><published>2008-09-03T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:41:51.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Pics are In!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wGISnZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZwWzSUc6PE0/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835650282593682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wGISnZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZwWzSUc6PE0/s400/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wTUpj3I/AAAAAAAAAY8/oCwmsmsryXE/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835653824089970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wTUpj3I/AAAAAAAAAY8/oCwmsmsryXE/s400/pic6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wgVBtRI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lAac9sfJ5bA/s1600-h/pic7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835657315333394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wgVBtRI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lAac9sfJ5bA/s400/pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HoT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69w2Ul9zI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3E2ZVx2FHCY/s1600-h/pic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835663219095346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69w2Ul9zI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3E2ZVx2FHCY/s400/pic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hOt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69xL6QPwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/s78ppLoIjxU/s1600-h/pic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835669014200066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69xL6QPwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/s78ppLoIjxU/s400/pic9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69bnsGHfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aKGLVAwNjm8/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835298513886706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69bnsGHfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aKGLVAwNjm8/s400/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69b5U9vUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ribUKsDkJp0/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835303248706882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69b5U9vUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ribUKsDkJp0/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cPTZ-zI/AAAAAAAAAYc/GOP3KG1rA0k/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835309147749170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cPTZ-zI/AAAAAAAAAYc/GOP3KG1rA0k/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cHR_P9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/GwM6ZUXt6GE/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835306994319314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cHR_P9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/GwM6ZUXt6GE/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cVbFICI/AAAAAAAAAYs/XFFCpv9OlOY/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835310790549538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69cVbFICI/AAAAAAAAAYs/XFFCpv9OlOY/s400/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I got to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1407560543488782354?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1407560543488782354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1407560543488782354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1407560543488782354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1407560543488782354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/tim-pics-are-in.html' title='Tim Pics are In!!!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SL69wGISnZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZwWzSUc6PE0/s72-c/pic5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2756370823208028630</id><published>2008-09-01T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:25:57.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>We woke up early this morning and went to Memorial Bluff to take a few pics over looking Red Wing. For my moms b-day (already over with so the gift will be late), a quilt is being made, with pictures of us kids over the years. More recent then early but nonetheless, I can't wait to see it! So hopefully one of these recent shots will make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds and Nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxOJiwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/a1CdJvYkIPs/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241149992209519938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxOJiwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/a1CdJvYkIPs/s400/Hunter+2nd+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter was being difficult, not really crabby, but just not willing to be photogenic either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNIojOcbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TyUez5N5WaE/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241148877071872434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNIojOcbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TyUez5N5WaE/s400/Hunter+2nd+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJGDvBiI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4L7s6hxHWrg/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241148884992853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJGDvBiI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4L7s6hxHWrg/s400/Hunter+2nd+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJQ8hdXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/N3K-AQd4Aas/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241148887915394418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJQ8hdXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/N3K-AQd4Aas/s400/Hunter+2nd+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJgawDbI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rnZDNpPlRxs/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241148892068711858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJgawDbI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rnZDNpPlRxs/s400/Hunter+2nd+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what made me think that we should be silly!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJ9BGq8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/DT3L5KGydU4/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241148899745770434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxNJ9BGq8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/DT3L5KGydU4/s400/Hunter+2nd+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds and Nate have now left to go back to Illinois.  It was great to have them both home for the weekend!!  Wish I didn't have to work so much!  Have a safe drive home guys!  We love you!  Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2756370823208028630?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2756370823208028630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2756370823208028630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2756370823208028630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2756370823208028630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxOJiwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/a1CdJvYkIPs/s72-c/Hunter+2nd+097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4799183995148694970</id><published>2008-09-01T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:09:54.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim is HOT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sat. night was the Tim McGraw concert!! Oh. My. God. I love him. Thats all I got to say. And those jeans. And that butt. I don't have pics right now. Actually I was a bit ticked. The people in the box office where I ordered tickets told me NO cameras. So I told everyone that I was with to leave them in the limo. When Tim came on stage, the flashes were everywhere!!!! I was like, what the *@#k! But no fear, a gal I work with was sitting in the first 10 rows and is going to e-mail her pictures!!!! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, we went to Bilz til 1am and then headed over to the Harbor. Not exactly my choice, but I didn't protest too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of our night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some of us in the limo going across the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIFO6qlI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TtH0ibeAr9Q/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241145569056565842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIFO6qlI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TtH0ibeAr9Q/s400/Hunter+2nd+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate, me and my cousin Stacy. She is preggers and didn't join us in the bar activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIMuEmpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/wwTIvipp-aU/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241145571066288786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIMuEmpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/wwTIvipp-aU/s400/Hunter+2nd+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know I am having a good time when I start throwing the peace sign around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIae-UMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/GjH95rVNRB4/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241145574761058498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIae-UMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/GjH95rVNRB4/s400/Hunter+2nd+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie, Linds and Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIlUkiKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Hw1-jbJmFmo/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241145577670215842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIlUkiKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Hw1-jbJmFmo/s400/Hunter+2nd+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fantabulous time we had!  So much fun, only a big bid headache the next day though that was not that much fun!!  And I had to go to work, which made me feel even worse.  Went to moms on Sunday for Lindseys birthday lunch, mom is a great cook!  Really just wanted to go to bed after a full tummy!  Hope everyone had a good weekend!  Looking forward to my days off to RELAX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4799183995148694970?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4799183995148694970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4799183995148694970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4799183995148694970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4799183995148694970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/tim-is-hot.html' title='Tim is HOT!!!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxKIFO6qlI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TtH0ibeAr9Q/s72-c/Hunter+2nd+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1222248626780092743</id><published>2008-09-01T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:53:13.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party!!!</title><content type='html'>Saturday was Hunter's birthday party! It was a success! A bit warmer than what I would have preferred, but I shouldn't complain, at least it wasn't raining, and all the kids got to play outside! The back deck was full, the food was good, and the time flew by! Thanks to everyone who could come and enjoy this special day with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The godparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGtQIN4tI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_1VOS_X1b2k/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141809589904082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGtQIN4tI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_1VOS_X1b2k/s400/Hunter+2nd+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGtr4nzII/AAAAAAAAAW0/L8JHEYDIN5c/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141817040686210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGtr4nzII/AAAAAAAAAW0/L8JHEYDIN5c/s400/Hunter+2nd+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake. Of course the theme was Strawberry Shortcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGA_XYrZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zQERQD27hVw/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141049175879058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGA_XYrZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zQERQD27hVw/s400/Hunter+2nd+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBNjGKiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XLDkgNqdl3s/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141052983093794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBNjGKiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XLDkgNqdl3s/s400/Hunter+2nd+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presents. She went through them so fast, and got lots of good stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBauMu5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/I3hIKupFpcI/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141056519322514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBauMu5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/I3hIKupFpcI/s400/Hunter+2nd+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBg8xbvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/es4ordiSGek/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141058191060722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBg8xbvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/es4ordiSGek/s400/Hunter+2nd+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepdad Tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBrxbK7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rpc-sVmXo5w/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241141061096254386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGBrxbK7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rpc-sVmXo5w/s400/Hunter+2nd+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to everyone who came!  Hunter was pooped by the end.  She took a excellent nap for 2 hrs. after we got home!!  I had a wine cooler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1222248626780092743?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1222248626780092743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1222248626780092743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1222248626780092743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1222248626780092743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxGtQIN4tI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_1VOS_X1b2k/s72-c/Hunter+2nd+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5244764820116177487</id><published>2008-09-01T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:38:13.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brothers' new house</title><content type='html'>Shawn bought a house, most definitely a "fixer upper" in July. The last month plus has been much needed time, painting, cleaning and replacing things. Linds brought home some paint and helped out all weekend. Wish I didn't have to work so I could have helped as well. A few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Hunter had to help out! This was her First painting experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCLnElPuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wjBDJFoFWHQ/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241136833586609890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCLnElPuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wjBDJFoFWHQ/s400/Hunter+2nd+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom. The faucet and whole tub/shower were already replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCL8TXSYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wTK5FNjO64A/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241136839285754242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCL8TXSYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wTK5FNjO64A/s400/Hunter+2nd+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bedroom. Wood floors will all be refinished within the next year or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMH93u0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Lo-UuTOx5to/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241136842416831298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMH93u0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Lo-UuTOx5to/s400/Hunter+2nd+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining room. The door going to the back deck will be replaced soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMGAIofI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5oqMHlf2m1Y/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241136841889456626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMGAIofI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5oqMHlf2m1Y/s400/Hunter+2nd+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMgvx5gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/C53LqcBeV-0/s1600-h/Hunter+2nd+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241136849068615170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCMgvx5gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/C53LqcBeV-0/s400/Hunter+2nd+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Shawn!  You are gonna love it when you finally get to move in!!  &lt;br /&gt;I am trying to get him to buy my living room furniture so I can get a new set!!!  We'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5244764820116177487?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5244764820116177487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5244764820116177487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5244764820116177487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5244764820116177487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-brothers-new-house.html' title='My brothers&apos; new house'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SLxCLnElPuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wjBDJFoFWHQ/s72-c/Hunter+2nd+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1172298908287852904</id><published>2008-08-27T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:17:09.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more eHarmony</title><content type='html'>Okay, Okay, so with all this time that I have thinking lately, here is the realization that I have come to.  I've signed up for the online thing (only for a month mind you), I don't think it is a bad thing, but it just seems to be a bit "out of my comfort zone".  Make sense?  And sure, people hook up and get married and all from this sort of thing, but yeah, not feeling it.  So, thats all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1172298908287852904?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1172298908287852904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1172298908287852904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1172298908287852904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1172298908287852904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-eharmony.html' title='No more eHarmony'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8417974818200931883</id><published>2008-08-27T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:11:30.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hunter!!</title><content type='html'>How can I possibly put into words how I feel abt. this amazing little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;You have changed my life, you have made ME a better person!&lt;br /&gt;You brighten up my days, and make my heart smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot picture my life without you, and the thought alone, scares me,&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed to have received you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;And I will do my best to learn and grow with you!&lt;br /&gt;To give you. . the best life I can.&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8417974818200931883?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8417974818200931883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8417974818200931883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8417974818200931883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8417974818200931883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-hunter.html' title='Happy Birthday Hunter!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4010162577962712834</id><published>2008-08-25T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:38:34.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Week Ahead. . .</title><content type='html'>Well, not much time to rest this week!  Today we chilled, ran some errands.  Tomorrow I need to get all the food for Hunter's birthday party this weekend!  Yay!  I can't believe that she will turn 2 on Wed.!!!!  Linds comes home on Wednesday, and I have to work that night until 10.  One of my cousins and her baby boy are going to be spending the night Wed.  Get together with the girls for supper Tuesday night.  Thurs. I will need to get some cooking done for this weekend, work Thurs. night.  Nate flys in Thurs. as well. Friday I will be getting up early to bring Hunter to daycare, then at 9am we have family pictures (Shawn, Linds and I).  It is going to be a Christmas present to our parents!  Hope they turn out good!  More cooking for the party, get my nails done, pick up the Strawberry Shortcake cake, go to work.  The party starts at 11am on Sat. at my dads so I need to pick up grandma Hayes and head out early to decorate and set up everything before hand.  The Tim McGraw concert is later Sat. night, and then we will be bar hopping afterwards.  Work on Sunday ahhh.  And hopefully sleep all day next Monday!  Or something!  Linds and Nate are going to be helping my brother paint all the rooms in his house during their stay here as well, so I am sure I will be over there in spare time as well!&lt;br /&gt;And I should really find some time to take the Jeep in to get a switch looked at.  The dial that runs the fan to turn the a.c. or heat up higher only works on full blast and the other lower settings don't do anything!  The same thing happened to my Cavalier, so maybe it is just me???  Whatever, I just hope it isn't too expensive!  More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4010162577962712834?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4010162577962712834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4010162577962712834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4010162577962712834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4010162577962712834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-week-ahead.html' title='A Busy Week Ahead. . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5069914299274012932</id><published>2008-08-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:20:47.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A post all over the place.</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you how much I love my porch these days??  Its just so dang cute.  The windows are up, nice breeze, cute new lights at night and comfy furniture!  I love fall, and plan on spending lots of time reading here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcBwIFLhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/D4-ab59LNOU/s1600-h/August+20th+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcBwIFLhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/D4-ab59LNOU/s400/August+20th+08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802389381819922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fat cat with an elmo blanket.  Damn cat.  Too cute, so snuggly and just won't quit pissing on my shit!  I am getting ticked.  Gonna try a couple more things and I will be sad to say good bye, but will do it if I have too.  Maybe I should have kept the other cat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcCRRRUdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Qiu-kGKQ_qY/s1600-h/August+20th+08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcCRRRUdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Qiu-kGKQ_qY/s400/August+20th+08+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802398278734290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More princess shoes!  Good thing they are big!  Her feet are growing like a weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcCekLpMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5xIJm78Yt6A/s1600-h/August+20th+08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcCekLpMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5xIJm78Yt6A/s400/August+20th+08+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802401847715010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Okay. . .so heres the date info.  I met Jeremy at Nybo's today around 3:30.  Totally looked not like his pic, but he warned me that he no longer could sport a goatee.  I was super nervous.  Ya know, first time doing this and all.  He won all three games:(  But I got over 100 every time and got quite a few strikes to keep him on his toes.  After bowling we went to Baypoint to sit by the river and talk.  It's weird, crazy, something, but he totally reminds me of me!  And my dad.  In many ways!  I had a good time, just don't know what to think of everything!  A bit overwhelming.  Perfect on paper.  He left it in my hands, if I want to see him again that he would like to as well.  I think I will call him again.  Hard to get to know someone in only 2 1/2 hr, huh?  Oh Teach, got his last name.  Its Marcks.  With or without the "c", can't remember.  He's told me some stories from the past, so if you know him, I can only imagine.  Let me know if you find anything out!  (I will keep in mind that people do change and grow up over the years)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5069914299274012932?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5069914299274012932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5069914299274012932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5069914299274012932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5069914299274012932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-all-over-place.html' title='A post all over the place.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzcBwIFLhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/D4-ab59LNOU/s72-c/August+20th+08+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6162486669254792388</id><published>2008-08-20T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:05:01.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If we all could be a princess.</title><content type='html'>I just LOVE it when Jess and Kris and I get together with the girls!!!  Hunter got these new "high heel" shoes the other day.  (I saw them and couldn't resist, it was something that I as a child ALWAYS loved and wanted!) So, yes, she now will become a shoe addict like me.  Big deal.  Ellie loves to come over and try on her shoes too!  Nora didn't get to partake in the shoe and dressup day yet, but she will soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we say dancer in high heels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZzmaqFDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1FkjEbLzI0w/s1600-h/August+20th+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZzmaqFDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1FkjEbLzI0w/s400/August+20th+08+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236799947233956914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what the "shhhhhing" thing was abt??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZz4OZysI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4QLf_HAi_uE/s1600-h/August+20th+08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZz4OZysI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4QLf_HAi_uE/s400/August+20th+08+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236799952014396098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZ0H5SSQI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tsl2z4GobUE/s1600-h/August+20th+08+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZ0H5SSQI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tsl2z4GobUE/s400/August+20th+08+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236799956220791042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZ0HE9xtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AZ8A2pFiG1k/s1600-h/August+20th+08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZ0HE9xtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AZ8A2pFiG1k/s400/August+20th+08+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236799956001343186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love them all!  I hope you 3 grow up to be as good of friends as your moms and I!  And we all plan to add to the bunch!  Someday.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Nora, no pics of you, only got you on video talking to us!  You are growing so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6162486669254792388?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6162486669254792388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6162486669254792388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6162486669254792388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6162486669254792388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-we-all-could-be-princess.html' title='If we all could be a princess.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKzZzmaqFDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1FkjEbLzI0w/s72-c/August+20th+08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8177726243472718199</id><published>2008-08-18T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:09:48.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday!!</title><content type='html'>So, yes, I didn't blog all weekend.  What does that tell ya?  Nothing exciting enough in my world to write abt.  I worked all weekend and Hunter went to grandmas.  She had a fabulous time.  Got the lawn mowed and went to a couple garage sales.  Oh, I did get this antique dresser for upstairs!  And last week Genee(Trappers mom) brought over a antique desk that used to be in her mother's house.&lt;br /&gt;I do have one other small bit of info.  A few weeks ago, a commercial came on for eharmony.  It mentioned that you could log in and see your matches for free.  So. . .after a bit of thinking. . . I did.  Downloaded a couple pics and answered a buttload of questions.  Within the next 4 or 5 days, I kept getting these emails saying that so and so from somewhere was requesting communication with me.  Everytime I would log in to check out the profile,, but damn it, they would show me any pictures!  So after a few more days, my curiousity got the best of me.  I am now a member of eharmony.  For only a month, if I can figure out how to cancel the automatic renewal!  But anywho, I have started to communicate with a few out there, closed some matches right away, closed some after I didn't like the answers to my questions, but all of which has led me to now.  I exchanged phone numbers with someone!!  We have only played phone tag so far, emailed some and answered a few questions.  This is the info I have so far.  His name is Jeremy, lives in Hudson, but originally from Pepin.  Age 32, doesn't have kids, but wants them! Works at Koch refinery. Thats a good job, my dad works there as well.  He's got a Harley!  Wuu whooo!! And he has been single for over 2 yrs.  Basically like me, I don't think Randy really counts huh?  So guys, that is what I got for now. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8177726243472718199?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8177726243472718199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8177726243472718199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8177726243472718199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8177726243472718199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6685751200047108268</id><published>2008-08-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:33:52.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't resist, another Hunter blurp</title><content type='html'>Earlier today Hunter was watching one of her Strawberry Shortcake movies, and music came on and they all started singing.  I was facing her and noticed that one of her feet started moving to the music.  It was cute.  She looked at her foot. . .looked at me. . . and said, "My foot is dancing!"  It was sooooooo cute, and everyday she makes my heart smile.  Tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to bed.  We picked up the toys, and she still protested tonight.  I have been sitting on the couch catching up on some blog reading, and swear I heard some footsteps in the other room.  She has been in there for 15 min. or so.  I waited a couple minute before opening the door to peek in.  That little turd, got off her bed, ran to the other side of the room to her table, and grabbed this pumpkin filled to the brim with toys, and brought it back into her bed.  Started playing.  What a little whippersnapper!!  She is now talking with Ariel, flounder, rabbit and Secret Bear.  I hope they tire each other out soon!!! TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6685751200047108268?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6685751200047108268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6685751200047108268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6685751200047108268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6685751200047108268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cant-resist-another-hunter-blurp.html' title='I can&apos;t resist, another Hunter blurp'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1737323101487013922</id><published>2008-08-12T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:18:56.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Mother, Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>Hunter was just playing with her Little People horse and carriage. . . looks up at me and asks: "Where did Ariel go?"&lt;br /&gt;I simply looked at her and said:  "She is in your arms honey!"&lt;br /&gt;And then I laughed,  she said she was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quick H story for ya:&lt;br /&gt;She was eating mac and cheese for lunch.  Had her cool Dora cup next to her and abt. 6 or 7 mac n cheeses next to the cup.  I asked her to please eat those.&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me and says: " Oh, you found those?!"  Like she was hiding them from me or something??  She seemed proud that I found them. Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever gone looking for your sunglasses only to notice eventually that they are on your head??&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have to write myself notes ALL the time to remember what I need to get done, who I need to call and what to get at the store.  &lt;br /&gt;I have been known once before to be looking for my car keys and they were in my hand the whole time.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and p.s.  I found this really great veggie dip at Wal-mart.  Great Value creamy dill.  Yumm Yumm.  Just thought I would share :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1737323101487013922?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1737323101487013922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1737323101487013922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1737323101487013922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1737323101487013922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='Like Mother, Like Daughter'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1678265306374187941</id><published>2008-08-11T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:00:21.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, another pool day.</title><content type='html'>It was a BEAUTIFUL day!!!  Good god I am not looking forward to winter any time soon that is FOR SURE!  We ran into many people today, even Ohprincess 1 and 2!  &lt;br /&gt;No nap today, the girl just had energy spewing from everywhere. But I put her down aqt 8:30, and am looking forward to an uneventful evening watching t.v.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1678265306374187941?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1678265306374187941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1678265306374187941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1678265306374187941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1678265306374187941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yes-another-pool-day.html' title='Oh yes, another pool day.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3568894546161060745</id><published>2008-08-11T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:56:58.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter's Friends</title><content type='html'>In the spring/early summer, Hunter and I went to the Build A Bear factory at the MOA. She made herself a new best friend, with 2 hearts!&lt;br /&gt;Meet Meow Meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBIjO0-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/W_9UhVgWqx4/s1600-h/august08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233441171712168930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBIjO0-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/W_9UhVgWqx4/s400/august08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month or so, Meow Meow quickly lost her appeal. We found an oldie but goodie, and for awhile, he kept her content.&lt;br /&gt;Meet George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBRopkWI/AAAAAAAAATY/8C6dB8mwYZw/s1600-h/august08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233441174150812002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBRopkWI/AAAAAAAAATY/8C6dB8mwYZw/s400/august08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, Hunter and I had a come-a-long. She came along with me to a couple garage sales. She usually is at daycare during this time, however they were on vacation this particular Friday. So, as we were looking around. She spotted it. A box full of long lost stuffed animals that the previous owners did NOT want anymore. So for 50cents, we welcomed a new addition to the household.&lt;br /&gt;Meet Secret Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBpGYnAI/AAAAAAAAATg/93YEkD57yIo/s1600-h/august08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233441180449545218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBpGYnAI/AAAAAAAAATg/93YEkD57yIo/s400/august08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she talks. This, we did not know at the time of purchase. But she has quickly became a pal of Hunters and the "old" animals have been piling up. Secret Bear gets put into "time outs" as well(this is hilarious) and is fed on an almost daily basis. She asks for hugs constantly. Gets lots of snuggle time at night. And was also left at the local dollar store last week. I had already driven a few blocks away, before realizing that I needed to turn around. She was lying on her side next to the stickers in the balloon section. But nonetheless, she was saved. A few days ago, I was pleased to see that George met Secret Bear for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrB-B08qI/AAAAAAAAATo/vbT8LFBsKHQ/s1600-h/august08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233441186067575458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrB-B08qI/AAAAAAAAATo/vbT8LFBsKHQ/s400/august08+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, Meow Meow even came out for a small visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3568894546161060745?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3568894546161060745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3568894546161060745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3568894546161060745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3568894546161060745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/hunters-friends.html' title='Hunter&apos;s Friends'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKDrBIjO0-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/W_9UhVgWqx4/s72-c/august08+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-7936671371926787346</id><published>2008-08-05T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:08:48.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colvill Park and Lily's</title><content type='html'>How many people does is take to put a baby in a carseat?? 4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVFLSArI/AAAAAAAAASw/y_9MhMB0nNw/s1600-h/August+08+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231234794566845106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVFLSArI/AAAAAAAAASw/y_9MhMB0nNw/s400/August+08+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, Kris and I took the girls to the park and had supper this evening. It was nice to all be together!! The food was great, the girls had fun playing and the weather was beautiful, not too humid with a nice breeze by the river! We tried getting some shot of the girls, their first pics all together! I just cap snapping and this one was my all time favorite!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVQnlqOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/St3WeBsoDhs/s1600-h/August+08+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231234797638363362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVQnlqOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/St3WeBsoDhs/s400/August+08+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back to my house for a quick haircut, and just enough time to watch a fat cat in a small box. That should be some Dr. Suess book huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVsvW2vI/AAAAAAAAATA/s5WUTnsG5oI/s1600-h/August+08+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231234805187140338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVsvW2vI/AAAAAAAAATA/s5WUTnsG5oI/s400/August+08+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls ended the evening with a bath. Bubbles and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVuqeI1I/AAAAAAAAATI/J_xJ4JpL9oo/s1600-h/August+08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231234805703517010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVuqeI1I/AAAAAAAAATI/J_xJ4JpL9oo/s400/August+08+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tom. as well. We are headed to the Goodhue County Fair later in the day! It was fun last year, and I'm sure Hunter will enjoy it a lot more this year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-7936671371926787346?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/7936671371926787346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=7936671371926787346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7936671371926787346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7936671371926787346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/colvill-park-and-lilys.html' title='Colvill Park and Lily&apos;s'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkUVFLSArI/AAAAAAAAASw/y_9MhMB0nNw/s72-c/August+08+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1286797812697956029</id><published>2008-08-05T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:57:56.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is how I roll . . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkSW1t_KuI/AAAAAAAAASo/rMqmBGcv6Fs/s1600-h/August+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkSW1t_KuI/AAAAAAAAASo/rMqmBGcv6Fs/s400/August+08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231232625753926370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who haven't heard yet, Big daddy bought a limo quite some time ago.  He needs his toys, and he just loves being involved in this or that, whatever means "fun"!  So, this is how Kim and I were picked up on Sat. evening and brought down to River City Daze.  I danced a lot, lost my FAVORITE pair of sun glasses, drank too many beers and had a bad bad headache the next day.  But we had fun!&lt;br /&gt;I will have to add though, it isn't the same as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Alot better, when we were alot younger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1286797812697956029?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1286797812697956029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1286797812697956029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1286797812697956029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1286797812697956029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-this-is-how-i-roll.html' title='And this is how I roll . . . . . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJkSW1t_KuI/AAAAAAAAASo/rMqmBGcv6Fs/s72-c/August+08+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8965927978594900402</id><published>2008-08-04T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:23:05.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror</title><content type='html'>On Friday, I broke a mirror on my bathroom floor.  The second one in 6 months.  Do you really think that I am gonna have 7 yrs. of bad luck??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8965927978594900402?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8965927978594900402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8965927978594900402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8965927978594900402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8965927978594900402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/08/mirror-mirror.html' title='Mirror Mirror'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4058393364132881425</id><published>2008-07-31T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:29:00.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work today</title><content type='html'>So, yes, back to work today.  Bummer.  I am going in an hour early to get a tour of the new expansion, so that is kinda cool I guess.  We are gonna get to tour a presidential suite (rumor that it cost 3500$ per night!), the new bowling alley and the convention center, where I will get to see where my seats are for Tim McGraw and the end of next month!!!  Wuuu whooo!  This weekend should be fun, but oh oh oh does it sound like its gonna be a hot and humid one, gross.  I hate humidity!  So. . .not good for the hair!  The pool should be a nice cool down on sat. then!  We went to the pool this past monday as well.  Hunter got away from me for a couple minutes while I was talking to some friends.  I swear she had been playing in the water next to me just a minute earlier.  My friend Maggie spotted her with some people I knew not to far away.&lt;br /&gt;I walked, okay, jogged maybe up to her and ya wanna know what this little lady, not even 2, said??&lt;br /&gt;"I run away mom, I funny!"&lt;br /&gt;"I funny!"&lt;br /&gt;"I run away, ha ha ha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, you are SO NOT FUNNY little girl!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My heart was pounding, and thank god we saw her not too long after she was gone. &lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I have a feeling she is gonna give me a run, for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hunter dear, I love you so.  Please please please, don't scare me like that again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4058393364132881425?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4058393364132881425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4058393364132881425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4058393364132881425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4058393364132881425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-work-today.html' title='Back to work today'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-7657134794100331438</id><published>2008-07-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:50.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I have decided this week, to NOT give into this shopping urge that has me almost bursting at the seems! I will stay at home today and be more productive. The list has been started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clean and vacuum Jeep&lt;br /&gt;-clean entire house&lt;br /&gt;-wash all bedding&lt;br /&gt;-sand and stain frames&lt;br /&gt;-organize Hunters toys&lt;br /&gt;-make a Target run&lt;br /&gt;-develop pics at Walmart&lt;br /&gt;-dishes and laundry&lt;br /&gt;-mow lawn&lt;br /&gt;-walk to farmers market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should take up a full day huh? I still am waiting for the rest of my money from the ins. company after completing my roof, and still owe my roofer $, so until that gets done for sure and maybe a bit paid off on my credit card, and then I will give into the urge. I am thinking Sept. Lots of cute fall clothes should be out by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and bro and I are getting quilt made for mom for her b-day (although it will be late). It will have pics of us kids on it over the years, and a few of Hunter as well. So, last sat. I went to dads house to look through his pics from 2002 til now that he keeps on his computer. And these are some of what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at my grandparents wedding anniversary party (I think). Funny how we were joking abt. my top being a maternity top and that 5 months later I was pregnant with Hunter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdhqrqXyI/AAAAAAAAASA/90a6TPBHtZo/s1600-h/07-29_Paul_%26_Lavonne_020%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852369095810850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdhqrqXyI/AAAAAAAAASA/90a6TPBHtZo/s400/07-29_Paul_%26_Lavonne_020%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was shortly after Trap and I broke up the first time when I found out he was pursuing someone else! Great huh? Don't ask me why I remember that, maybe cuz Linds drove down from Winona just to hang out and keep me company since I was feeling shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdjQ6iPjI/AAAAAAAAASI/z138e5g7V7s/s1600-h/9-16_001%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852396538609202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdjQ6iPjI/AAAAAAAAASI/z138e5g7V7s/s400/9-16_001%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawiian family reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdkZtkWoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/M3fs-HvAV7U/s1600-h/DSC01292%5B1%5D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852416080009858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdkZtkWoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/M3fs-HvAV7U/s400/DSC01292%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was at a wedding reception, and I was working but it was also my brothers b-day and my mom was feeling no pain, if you know what I mean. And thats pretty rare for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdleG6xpI/AAAAAAAAASY/ohkY4Yy6p1o/s1600-h/DSC02125%5B1%5D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852434439947922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdleG6xpI/AAAAAAAAASY/ohkY4Yy6p1o/s400/DSC02125%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shooting darts at Andy's.  If you look closely, I have a black eye!  Was at a T.I. x-mas party, running in high heels outside, a bit over served, and fell, smack on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdmgH4rSI/AAAAAAAAASg/R4NKlsM1OO4/s1600-h/tanya_054%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852452160744738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdmgH4rSI/AAAAAAAAASg/R4NKlsM1OO4/s400/tanya_054%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 2005, we went bar hoppin over in Wisc. the night before we left on out family cruise!  So much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJiW-t4I/AAAAAAAAARY/6y6l_R_Vt2s/s1600-h/3-11_002%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851954544719746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJiW-t4I/AAAAAAAAARY/6y6l_R_Vt2s/s400/3-11_002%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my cousins coming home party from Iraq (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJmhjyBI/AAAAAAAAARg/r6VONr4WTpk/s1600-h/10-9-04_009%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851955662833682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJmhjyBI/AAAAAAAAARg/r6VONr4WTpk/s400/10-9-04_009%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunters baptism, the godparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJ9NbwoI/AAAAAAAAARo/AX8bDs41bd4/s1600-h/DSC00380%5B1%5D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851961752437378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdJ9NbwoI/AAAAAAAAARo/AX8bDs41bd4/s400/DSC00380%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdKDbh1YI/AAAAAAAAARw/Rr4Ej8sgvCc/s1600-h/DSC00457%5B1%5D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851963422168450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdKDbh1YI/AAAAAAAAARw/Rr4Ej8sgvCc/s400/DSC00457%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was just some random night out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdKJEFarI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XFLxvYCeYYM/s1600-h/DSC01050_edited-1%5B1%5D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851964934449842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdKJEFarI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XFLxvYCeYYM/s400/DSC01050_edited-1%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool so see all the pics over the years, and I believe that I might have inherited my fathers camera stuck to the side of his hip gene.  But thats okay.  &lt;br /&gt;More later, lots to do today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-7657134794100331438?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/7657134794100331438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=7657134794100331438' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7657134794100331438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7657134794100331438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SJCdhqrqXyI/AAAAAAAAASA/90a6TPBHtZo/s72-c/07-29_Paul_%26_Lavonne_020%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4438538154657693199</id><published>2008-07-28T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:08:55.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought that I had this brilliant plan.  We were at the pool earlier, Hunter didn't get her nap.  So instead of coming home and taking a nap, we went shopping and was thinking that she would just go to bed sooner, like 7ish.   Well, I put in a movie and finished the dishes etc.  She must have fell asleep abt. 5:30.  And I don't want to wake her up, I don't think, so maybe this whole thing backfired on me and I will have a toddler up and adam abt. 4 or so this morning?!?!  I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;It still amazes me that so far, I repeat so far when she wakes before me, she just sits in her bed, talking and playing with her stuffed animals until I get up.  Is that crazy?  I told her more than once that she can come and wake me up, but she hasn't so far.  Maybe I should just enjoy this phase and be thankful that I am not waking up to crayon colored wall and milk or juice spilled all over the kitchen floor!  Ya!?&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.  I have caught the shopping bug, oh yeah, for a couple weeks now!  I need to shake this thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4438538154657693199?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4438538154657693199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4438538154657693199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4438538154657693199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4438538154657693199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5547814938158128605</id><published>2008-07-28T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:42:49.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring weekend.</title><content type='html'>So, yeah, I worked all weekend.  T.I. had their drawing and gave away 3 Corvettes.  I didn't do anything worth blogging abt.  That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Alas, today is Monday, and nearly done.  But we went to the pool and ran into and old friend and her kids, and parents of guy I graduated with, with their grandchildren.  So, I got some sun, and it was a beautiful day!  All summer long I have been going to the pool mostly on Tues.  Wrong.  Bad idea.  Not good.  Tuesdays are 2 for 1 and every child daycare and kids program get the buses out and come down to Colvill.  It gets so busy with kids everywhere and I think Hunter feels a bit overwhelmed around soooo many people!  So, today, as in Monday, was great!  I'm going to file that away. &lt;br /&gt;A couple times a year, Betty Crocker crawls up inside me from where I have no idea, but today I have already made, dads sloppy joes, cuc and chix and bacon pizza thingy, ham and pinneapple salad, and Judy's chix salad to put in croissants.  Now you probably won't catch me cooking for months. j/k.  But seriously, thats  al ot for only me and wee one!  Yah??&lt;br /&gt;River City daze this weekend and that means I have sat. night OFF!! Wuuu whooo!!!  Puts the kids to bed and grab me a coctail!  Not that this weekend means as much as it used to when we were younger, but I just really, really enjoy listening to live bands!  Mostly if they are good!  And you usually won't see me drinking beer, but exceptions are made down at the beer tent.  So, we'll see,  it should be a good time. &lt;br /&gt;Kinda depressing to think that summer is over, half way over.  Although I do love love love fall, it so reminds me of when Hunter was born and I was on maternity leave.&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I heard that the cute EMT at work is married with like 8 kids.  Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5547814938158128605?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5547814938158128605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5547814938158128605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5547814938158128605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5547814938158128605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/boring-weekend.html' title='Boring weekend.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5036969409724530892</id><published>2008-07-24T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:07:31.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When all is said and done. . . .</title><content type='html'>Hunter:  Mom, I'm all done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  All done what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter:  All done cryin'&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;Me:  Okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter:  Mom, I'm sorry, I still love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I still love you too baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after a huge tantrum when you might have truly thought that someone was RIPPING her toenails off. One. by. One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day in the life of Hunter Gene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5036969409724530892?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5036969409724530892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5036969409724530892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5036969409724530892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5036969409724530892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-all-is-said-and-done.html' title='When all is said and done. . . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2990436469479471461</id><published>2008-07-24T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:47:29.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter isn't an angel after all.</title><content type='html'>So, I just came home from Tar.get and running some errands.  I am SO not happy with little Miss Hunter right now.  And this is probably my fault.  As of late, I have been letting H ride in the back of the cart when we go shopping.  As long as she sits down.  I find myself telling her multiple times throughout our shopping to sit down.  Once before, and now today, after many threats of "if you do not sit down, you are moving to the front and going to be buckled in", I followed through.  She got moved to the front, and she most surely excercized her vocal cords throughout the store.  Yes, I was a bit embarrased, but I did what I did mostly definitely for her safetly which she clearly cannot recognize at the fine age of "almost" 2.  I would have loved to just walked away from her until she settled down.  Not quite appropriate to do while shopping however!  Ya?  So, she must  have pooped herself out cuz on the ride home she maybe said 5 words.  Arghhhhhhh!  Grumble, grumble.&lt;br /&gt;And I would do it all over again if I had to. &lt;br /&gt;So, I think from now on to avoid this whole shibang, she will no longer be sitting in the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2990436469479471461?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2990436469479471461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2990436469479471461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2990436469479471461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2990436469479471461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-daughter-isnt-angel-after-all.html' title='My daughter isn&apos;t an angel after all.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1537302017139513100</id><published>2008-07-21T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:51.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funday Monday!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am watching Miss E today. Hunter has been thrilled with someone to pal around with today! They are currently napping! Yay! Quiet time. Kris just brought me over some books to read so I am gonna pick one out and get started! The house is a mess, but that can wait til later, oh and maybe we will jump in the pool after naptime!! Here are a couple pics from the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfxvVbydI/AAAAAAAAAQw/92q986g5cd4/s1600-h/July+08+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225547513269570002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfxvVbydI/AAAAAAAAAQw/92q986g5cd4/s400/July+08+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfx4FAO6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_pxMZE7FFCI/s1600-h/July+08+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225547515616574370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfx4FAO6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_pxMZE7FFCI/s400/July+08+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfyMiSebI/AAAAAAAAARA/D_XnEdvjIHM/s1600-h/July+08+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225547521108113842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfyMiSebI/AAAAAAAAARA/D_XnEdvjIHM/s400/July+08+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics of the 2 outfits I got for Hunter's 2yr. old pictures. Sorry one is not the right way up. Who'd a thunk that 2 outfits could cost over $120! I know, its nuts. But considering that 98% of Hunters wardrobe is garage sale seconds, I was justifying the buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfysufLgI/AAAAAAAAARI/4nEsYqjrQ-o/s1600-h/July+08+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225547529749212674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfysufLgI/AAAAAAAAARI/4nEsYqjrQ-o/s400/July+08+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfzLVFrPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fFUjbNQgFjU/s1600-h/July+08+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225547537964182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfzLVFrPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fFUjbNQgFjU/s400/July+08+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1537302017139513100?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1537302017139513100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1537302017139513100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1537302017139513100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1537302017139513100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Funday Monday!!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SITfxvVbydI/AAAAAAAAAQw/92q986g5cd4/s72-c/July+08+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6530024650427919921</id><published>2008-07-20T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:34:52.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo much better today.</title><content type='html'>Wow.  What a difference.  I feel so much better today.  As far as the anxiety crap goes.  My nose is getting stuffy though.  Yesterday I decided to look at the box of Allegra and read the little paper insert inside, yeah, it contains pseudoephedrine.  That would be my problem.  Gonna have to find a different allergy med.&lt;br /&gt;Wento to Reggae Fest last night.  The band was over by the time I got there and sooo many people had been drinking since 1pm yesterday afternoon.  So, probably could of just gone home and went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;K- in answer to your question abt. anxiety.  I believe that having an anxiety disorder is not just abt. something that you are thinking but more abt. when you think things, how your body reacts at that time.  We all gave general "worries", but anxiety is more complicated so to say.  Believe me, you would know if you have ever had a panic attack.  Its so difficult to put into words, but it is a feeling that you will never forget, don't want to ever experience again, and is plain scary.&lt;br /&gt;Now, to totally change the subject.  After I had Hunter and things didn't work out with her dad, I had often made the comment to many people, on many different occasions that I would love to have a sperm donor, and who needs the man right?  I can do this whole child raising thing myself, and it would just be a whole lot easier.  Well  . . . . .I have been offered, so to say, some little spermies.  Pause. . . . . . . . wait. . . . . . . think. . . . . .I don't know!?  If I were to do this, would having another baby affect any future relationship?  Would going through invitro be worth it ($ wise) at age 30 when I could easily get pregnant the old fashioned way?  And a lot cheaper?  What connection would I have with the father, if any, and how involved or not would he want to be?  Yeah, no quick decisions on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6530024650427919921?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6530024650427919921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6530024650427919921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6530024650427919921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6530024650427919921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/sooo-much-better-today.html' title='Sooo much better today.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5829135112017035109</id><published>2008-07-19T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:08:49.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I am sorta feeling bad that in my previous post I didn't mention much abt. Hunter since the idea behind this blog is keep updated on mine AND her lives.  She is with Grandma Cindy this weekend.  They take her one weekend a month.  Gives Trapper and I a break.  Grandpa Hayes picked her up this morning to go to a b-day party for one of the other grand kids (Kim's).  And then back to Grandma C's.  Mom said after quiet time last night, Hunter talked for an hour straight.  Abt. this and abt. that.  It still amazes me that she is under the age of 2 and we can have whole conversations with her and have been doing so for a couple months now.  She repeats herself many times until she knows that you understand what she is saying.  I can get abt. 95% of what she says.  A few words, I have not a clue.  And she gets so frustrated with me!  She tries soooo hard to spit her words out right, and you can tell just by looking at her when she is thinking of the right words to say.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently eating Hager Heights.  Yum.  Chicken sandwhich.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I saw a cute new guy working at the island last night.  He is one of the EMT's.  Dark skin, dark features.  Looks abt. the right age . . . .I think we could make some cute babies!! Ha!  But yeah, anyway, I don't know his name or where he is from or really anything.  Yet.  He did come and talk to me last night for a minute just asking a question abt. the lights on the machines.  I totally should have put out my hand and introduced myself.  And checked out his ring finger!  Or just looked at his name badge anyway.  Maybe tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Reggae Fest is happening at the Harbor tonight.  Not a big fan of that bar anymore, I think over the years I have just spent too many nights dancing away til the wee hours of the morning.  Don't get me wrong, it can be a blast with the right people, when you haven't been there in awhile!  So we will see.  Hunter will be with grandma, and I know a bunch of people going, so I will pack a bag of clothes for after work, and who knows?!  Live bands. . . .uuuuuh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of live bands, anyone ever heard of Westside???  They are soooo good!  They play at the casino everyother weekend in the Parlay Lounge.  If you are looking for a good live band and need a night away, I would HIGHLY recommend coming to see them!!!  I hope that I am in a room tonight close by so I can listen.  The guests always spot me dancing and singing while I'm working!  Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5829135112017035109?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5829135112017035109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5829135112017035109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5829135112017035109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5829135112017035109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-am-sorta-feeling-bad-that-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-9093095352114550417</id><published>2008-07-19T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:36:45.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>Just to fill you in. . . back in 99/00 I was diagnosed after going to Mayo in Roch and a series of tests, (I seriously thought that I had a brain tumor and was going to die!) that I have Panic Disorder.  They put me on Paxil.  I took it for 2 weeks and decided that I didn't want to live on medication for the rest of my life.  Told myself that this was all in my head.  I went to a therapist a couple times that gave me some technics on how to calm myself down in the middle of an attack, got out of a stressful relationship and things seemed to look up.  Since then, the attacks have been far and few between, we are talking a couple every 6 months or so.  No biggie. &lt;br /&gt;Until the past couple weeks. . .  they are back.  And I am "almost" ready to freak out.  I had them for 8 hrs. straight last night at work.  I really thought I was gonna lose it on the way home!  If you have no idea what these attacks are, it is really hard to explain. . . but you get super hot, start to hyperventilate, feel like the world is closing in on you, kinda like you can hear things and feel things but aren't in your own body.  As well as the brain is thinking abt a million things all at once and you just can't shut it off.  Sometimes if I feel a weird small pain somewhere in my body, it triggers an attack.  I totally think that there is something wrong with me and I am gonna die.  Which is totally worse now that I have Hunter because I fear very much abt. dying while she is little and not being able to see her grow up.  This seriously scares me.  And sometime these stupid bad thoughts go through my head abt. accidents that "could" happen and what I would do or how sad I would be.&lt;br /&gt;There are couple of reasons that I think might be bringing these attacks back into my life. #1:  I have had a cough for 5 months.  I have been to the doc. several times and we are trying to pinpoint the cause, they say the chest xray is clear.  This freaks me out.  I am too young to have a cough like this.  They say it could be linked to allergies.  So, For the past couple months I have been taking 12hr. Allegra once a day as I feel I needed.  The doc. wants me to take it twice a day for three weeks to see if the cough subsides.  Now, I have NO idea if allergy medication is linked to anxiety, but these attacks have become WAY worse since I have been taking them twice a day.  Now mind you, I really don't like taking drugs, and the thought of having to take meds everyday instead of on an as needed basis bothers me.  So WTF?  I have no idea.  I am not gonna take those pills today and just see if my night at work is better.&lt;br /&gt;I also think I need to see the doc. again and see what link if any there is to these meds.  Maybe too, there is an anxiety med. that you don't have to take everyday, only during an attack to chill me out that I could get??  Anybody know anything or do I really sound frickin loco??&lt;br /&gt;Outty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-9093095352114550417?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/9093095352114550417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=9093095352114550417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9093095352114550417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9093095352114550417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6128660406425329034</id><published>2008-07-14T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:32:57.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, by the way. . . I was chewing gum today, and I piece of my tooth (big one way in the back) came out.  Soo not cool.  Good thing my dentist appt. just happens to be tomorrow at noon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6128660406425329034?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6128660406425329034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6128660406425329034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6128660406425329034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6128660406425329034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-682424344511963245</id><published>2008-07-14T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:52.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day "after" She-Woman</title><content type='html'>We arrived home around 10ish or so, did a couple loads of laundry, and yes, oh yes, took shower! That felt so good! Nothing like taking a shower after camping for a couple night, with dirt and scum all over your body! It was like heaven. Linds, Hunter and I met Kris and Ellie at the pool around noon. Mom and dad and Katie showed up later as well. I got fried. I will survive. I so enjoyed just being able to sit there. Mom and Linds kept Hunter entertained for the most part. I usually bring Hunter by myself and chase her all around for the few hours we are there while she tries on many pairs of shoes and admires everyone elses towels. So, thank you for letting me just be. I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWbpDjsmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IcUaEFc4-z4/s1600-h/She-Woman+08+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074331975987810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWbpDjsmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IcUaEFc4-z4/s400/She-Woman+08+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWcI3n_HI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OCUrfrUF9oA/s1600-h/She-Woman+08+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074340515871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWcI3n_HI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OCUrfrUF9oA/s400/She-Woman+08+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the pool around 3, Hunter napped. My brother brought a house on Friday, so we went to check that out before heading to the local bbq for Kris' b-day. Shawns house need A LOT of work, but I am confident that it will get done and he made a good investment. As always, watching the girls play is soo cute. And of course what would a b-day party be without the cake. Ellie and Hunter enjoyed theirs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWcu9HcTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/rjBT18E0Jkk/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074350739452210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWcu9HcTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/rjBT18E0Jkk/s400/She+Woman+08+144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWc_EOGjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Sod8t_Lu9fE/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074355064216114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWc_EOGjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Sod8t_Lu9fE/s400/She+Woman+08+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWdJ_NK_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/yEJMR5FkSBo/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074357995973618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWdJ_NK_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/yEJMR5FkSBo/s400/She+Woman+08+156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONe more year, and baby Nora will be joining these two wild cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwYjiZ1MJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s6OaTZ56KJQ/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223076666652569746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwYjiZ1MJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s6OaTZ56KJQ/s400/She+Woman+08+147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-682424344511963245?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/682424344511963245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=682424344511963245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/682424344511963245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/682424344511963245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-after-she-woman.html' title='The day &quot;after&quot; She-Woman'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwWbpDjsmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IcUaEFc4-z4/s72-c/She-Woman+08+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3420190048987610419</id><published>2008-07-14T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:53.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She-Woman 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, the weekend has come and gone. We look forward to it every year, put lots of time into planning and setting up, and all you do is blink . . .and its over. The weekend started out Friday, meeting at Mr. Bilz bar at 11am. I believe we stayed til 2pm ish and headed out to 240th Street to start setting up camp. It was hot, and humid. After setting up 3 tents, and sweating profusly, we had to take a dip in the pool. Lots of munching, listening to music, playing euchre, some wierd nail and hammer game in a log (I just video taped this one) and then a bit later. . . after more people slowly started arriving at the farm, the winds picked up. It was raining and we ended up in the cellar of the house for a wee bit. Get a bunch of gals liquored up, and we aren't too scared. Two of Kims brother in laws stayed in the house the entire weekend farming and staying out of our way. But it was nice to have them around in case something would have happened. After finally getting the zipper to my tent open (I had issues with this ALL weekend!), we crashed. We awoke early Sat. morning. I really can't remember what time it was, but I knew I felt like shit. Drank a lot of fluids and ate some breakfast. The euchre tourney started around 11:30 am. I had to have a coctail. . . hoping that it would make me feel better. After an hour or two, it did. Abt. 1:30ish, we all started getting ready for the hayride. It left around 2:30 and we headed to Goodhue to visit Dar's bar for some singing and line dancing! This is the 14th year this She-Woman thing has been going on, and since the 10th year, we have had shirts made. I don't have a close up of the design on it, but will do so at a later time. A local bar pal originally drew this design for us, and we have a friend that runs a t-shirt, sweatshirt shop. Anywho, back to the story. . . the hayride was a success!! As always! We gathered a few more people along the way, and lost a couple as well! We did visit the tavern in good ole Bellchester too! Greg and Kris, I wish we would have driven by (maybe next year!) We usually return to camp around dusk, eat some food, sit by the campfire, and most of all. . . passing out is what is pretty normal after the hayride. We do it, and we do it well. I was in bed around 10ish, and I believe it was 11:30 when the last person hit the hay! The next morning, we started getting up around 6am! That is so early for me, but I just couldn't sleep anymore! Oh, I forgot to mention, that the last few people up Sat. night snuck into tents and campers trying to put tatoos on the faces of the people already passed out! Gwen (the person whos house we were camping at) had one smack dab on her forehead! Kim tried getting me, but I woke up swinging. I do NOT remember this, but my only guess would be that since becoming a mother, I never sleep well and wake many times during the night. The tatoos did look cool though! So, yes, Sunday morning has arrived. Realized that we forgot to grill the burgers and brats after we returned from the hayride, so that was breakfast. Not to bad, everyone looking and feeling like shit. The tents were disassembled, garbage was picked up and the cars loaded. Awards were given out for various things done over the weekend, the newcomers recieved their certificates for becoming She-Women. I was in a 4 way tie for 2nd place in Euchre and tied for most loaners as well. Oh, got the Cinderella award too, and my lost shoe was returned. The voting took place for next years theme.&lt;br /&gt;80's won. Some of the other choices were disco, spring break, and prehistoric, along with some others that I just can't remember right now. So, yep, that abt. sums it up. Here are some pictures in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the house porch watching the storm Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKcqM6JsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ahfXSGmjdQ/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223061155323979458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKcqM6JsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ahfXSGmjdQ/s400/She+Woman+08+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay, Amber and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKdzy8EbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eL7KD9T9TGg/s1600-h/She-Woman+08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223061175079276978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKdzy8EbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eL7KD9T9TGg/s400/She-Woman+08+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this years newcomers lined up at Dar's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKeu9j3SI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dS2eJTsYMSg/s1600-h/She-Woman+08+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223061190961519906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKeu9j3SI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dS2eJTsYMSg/s400/She-Woman+08+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bar in Bellchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKfDWLvaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3hH13PWSSq8/s1600-h/She-Woman+08+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223061196433505698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKfDWLvaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3hH13PWSSq8/s400/She-Woman+08+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party in Kims camper after the storms, Gwen in pink fu-fu hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKfT7-uhI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7JTwJ7t5aW0/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223061200887003666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKfT7-uhI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7JTwJ7t5aW0/s400/She+Woman+08+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right as we pulled into Goodhue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHSMhUYiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Dp_eLXO8_sU/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223057677022945826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHSMhUYiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Dp_eLXO8_sU/s400/She+Woman+08+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHSnJ1UDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4iGbImqNrUU/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223057684172197938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHSnJ1UDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4iGbImqNrUU/s400/She+Woman+08+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and Gwen during the euchre tourney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTPQ4bVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/6zKycKytww8/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223057694939180370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTPQ4bVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/6zKycKytww8/s400/She+Woman+08+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brave souls that met at Mr. Bilz early Friday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTWOqEEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8Mh0HLy3x40/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223057696808898626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTWOqEEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8Mh0HLy3x40/s400/She+Woman+08+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool time after setting up tents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTzhVvtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/No4Z8NnVJC8/s1600-h/She+Woman+08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223057704671887058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwHTzhVvtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/No4Z8NnVJC8/s400/She+Woman+08+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been attending now for these various themes: Hawaiian, Survivor, Murder Mystery, 50's, cartoon characters, Fear Factor, Vegas, and now Ho-down!!!  At the Survivor event (I think) we were all given lamenated necklaces that said this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to take time for myself,&lt;br /&gt;To allow myself to find&lt;br /&gt;The person I was before becoming a&lt;br /&gt;Wife and a Mother&lt;br /&gt;Or learn about the woman I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to look after &lt;br /&gt;All Women in need of finding themselves&lt;br /&gt;As well as having respect&lt;br /&gt;For other She Women looking for Peace within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Woman&lt;br /&gt;Hear me Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;All in all we had a fabulous weekend.  The oldest gal attending was 69!  Linds arrived in town Thurs. night, and I can't believe that she is gone already.  Hunter and I brought her back up to the airport this morning.  Time flies.  But she will be back in abt. 6 weeks with Nate to visit.  I know Hunter enjoyed seeing her aunt NeNe again!  When I woke her up from her nap today, she asked me "Where did aunt NeNe go?"  It was cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until next year. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3420190048987610419?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3420190048987610419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3420190048987610419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3420190048987610419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3420190048987610419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-woman-2008.html' title='She-Woman 2008'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SHwKcqM6JsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ahfXSGmjdQ/s72-c/She+Woman+08+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3311500572712003091</id><published>2008-07-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:53:43.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One cat gone.</title><content type='html'>So, yes, my darling Cheetah is gone.  I love her coloring and she was such a snuggler, of course only when in the mood.  Cleaned the litter box, and left for work with only one cat in the house.  He hasn't gone in it all day!  WTF?  Maybe it is him with the issues??  I cleaned some more spots on the carpet remnant downstairs, and talked to Trapper.  He is gonna take that out of the house for me.  Just a feeling that with it in the house, there will still be the smell.  And in a couple more days, I should know who it is for sure.  Wish me luck that I kept the right cat!  This whole thing really does make me sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3311500572712003091?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3311500572712003091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3311500572712003091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3311500572712003091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3311500572712003091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-cat-gone.html' title='One cat gone.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5588453600683085746</id><published>2008-07-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:54.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tippy Toes</title><content type='html'>This is how my baby walks, almost all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGuejnjc3GI/AAAAAAAAANk/xIALRDQL5Z4/s1600-h/June+30th+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGuejnjc3GI/AAAAAAAAANk/xIALRDQL5Z4/s400/June+30th+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438927989136482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, maybe 3 or so, I would stand in one spot and twirl around and around.  Til the smucked my head on the corner of the old big t.v that was on the ground, went to the hospital, got stitches.  The only time in my life that I had ever had stitches until Hunter was born.  Now I watch my baby "twirl" all the time.  And I get sooooo nervous every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGuejx88YoI/AAAAAAAAANs/A0c3WZQEUZ8/s1600-h/June+30th+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGuejx88YoI/AAAAAAAAANs/A0c3WZQEUZ8/s400/June+30th+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438930780414594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5588453600683085746?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5588453600683085746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5588453600683085746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5588453600683085746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5588453600683085746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/07/tippy-toes.html' title='Tippy Toes'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGuejnjc3GI/AAAAAAAAANk/xIALRDQL5Z4/s72-c/June+30th+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5895414999357512334</id><published>2008-06-30T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:54.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nora Joann Hanson</title><content type='html'>So yes the day has arrived!  Little Nora joined the world today at 1:08 am, weighing in at 6lb 10 oz.  Here are a few pics.  I am so happy for you guys!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky2Cw2liI/AAAAAAAAANM/3CWsJV35FXM/s1600-h/Nora+Joann+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757547321529890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky2Cw2liI/AAAAAAAAANM/3CWsJV35FXM/s400/Nora+Joann+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky2ri8s0I/AAAAAAAAANU/3Rsxv88VDqs/s1600-h/Nora+Joann+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757558269064002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky2ri8s0I/AAAAAAAAANU/3Rsxv88VDqs/s400/Nora+Joann+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky37G54xI/AAAAAAAAANc/UG93075Qt1Q/s1600-h/Nora+Joann+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757579626275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky37G54xI/AAAAAAAAANc/UG93075Qt1Q/s400/Nora+Joann+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter and I gave a "gift" of binkies to little Nora.  She is currently supposed to be napping, and she it not.  I am suspecting that it has to do with the absense of "the binkie".  We might have a couple tough days, but she will get through this.  She is almost 2 and way too old to be walking around with a plug in her mouth!  So, another congrats to the happy family, and if you guys need anything, please don't hesitate to ask!!  &lt;br /&gt;I think Hunter was a little jealous of the hair, Miss Nora will probably be sporting a pony months before we get too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5895414999357512334?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5895414999357512334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5895414999357512334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5895414999357512334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5895414999357512334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/nora-joann-hanson.html' title='Nora Joann Hanson'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGky2Cw2liI/AAAAAAAAANM/3CWsJV35FXM/s72-c/Nora+Joann+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1328802001504491222</id><published>2008-06-29T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T08:40:17.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats, I am DONE!</title><content type='html'>So, I can't believe I am going to do this.  But I am fed up.  I can't stand all the hair on absolutely everything I own, the constant hair and food puke spots found on the carpet or floor in various places, and to top it all off, I am fed up with the pissing on my floor or furniture when one of them decides to be mad.  They BOTH know how to use the damn litter box, but when something happens that they don't like, one of them pisses on something of mine.  I don't know which one it is.  I have always thought it was Cheetah, but the other week I saw Elvis sniffing around one of the places in the basement.  So, who the hell knows.  As sad as it makes me, I am sick of them both.  Last night Hunter and I spent the night at my dads house.  Well there wasn't enough food in the dish for them.  So, I found a spot downstairs.  The other week I had to throw out a super cute frog chair of Hunters because of pee.  A year ago when I came home from She-Woman, (there are a couple dogs where we camp) I put the bag by the laundry that had blankets, sheets and pillows in it.  Came home from the pool later that Sunday find piss on the whole duffle bag!  So, yeah, if you want one of them, let me know.  I have asked Trapper, and will ask his mom and grandma as well.  I know Hunter loves them both and I would like to see them go to good homes.  They would probably enjoy being able to go outside, but I just live on such a busy road that is not possible here.  Ahhhhhhh, whatever.  I just don't even know what else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1328802001504491222?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1328802001504491222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1328802001504491222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1328802001504491222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1328802001504491222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/cats-i-am-done.html' title='Cats, I am DONE!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8998453089618419356</id><published>2008-06-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:47:21.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Date"</title><content type='html'>So, last night was the date.  He showed up!  I was giving him a 50/50 chance.  Brought 2 outfits to work, one if he showed and one if he didn't.  So, yeah, he was there, even early.  And come to fine out, he is from Hammond, WI not Hampton.  So he drove over an hour to come back!  I was impressed.  So, after I got off, we went to the bar called Sharks by the casino.  They had karaoke there.  We talked a lot, he sang (and is pretty good) I sang and we sang a duet together.  He brought up a conversation with an ex girlfriend who was younger than I and things didn't work for whatever reason, but got to the point of not wanting any more kids.  I told him I wanted 3.  I would be willing to compromise for the right person, but felt I had to be honest.  We laughed alot and for the most part had a really good time.  So, I invited him over to sleep in my spare bedroom instead of having to drive home after having a few drinks.  Well, this is where it gets good.  He was 2 cars behind me on the hill and on 61.  I swear I told him I had a Jeep and a car was between us, that turned off on 19.  He followed.  And we didn't exchange numbers.  He eventually figured out that he was not following me cuz the car was like loosing him.  So he turned around and got a hotel room.  Remembered my last name and looked in the phone book to see if I was listed.  Which I am.  So, he called.  How crazy.  But anyways, we said that we would probably hang out again sometime.  And I guess from there, I am not sure.  The kids thing is huge, and he is 10 yrs. older which I believe is why he feels that way.  But who knows.  He seems nice enough to hang out with, but maybe not invest awhole lot into bacause of the diff. outlooks on the future.  Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;So, on the Hunter note.  Poor girl.  Within the past week, her eyes have been getting "boogery" (is that a word?) Waking up in the mornings pretty much glued shut.  So, we made an appt.  Doctor Dan asked a series of questions, and we came to this.  She has had a runny nose for a few weeks and a slight cough as well over time, so she probably had a sinus infection that moved up into her eyes.  So, she is on antibiotics and some eyedrops.  So, we are hoping that this clears things up.&lt;br /&gt;So, that is it for now.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, still feel the need to remind you all of how much a moron Trapper is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8998453089618419356?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8998453089618419356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8998453089618419356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8998453089618419356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8998453089618419356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/date.html' title='The &quot;Date&quot;'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5631735393351237552</id><published>2008-06-24T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:58:20.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pool. . . again.</title><content type='html'>Yep, we went.  Again.  I love the summer sun, as if you couldn't already tell.  Just me Little H tody.  No pics.  It was PACKED today.  Crazy.  More people today than what there were on sat.  WOW.  Doesn't anyone work in this town??!! Ha!  Starting to wonder if I am too old for a two piece suit.  Saw a couple gals younger that me there today that were in one pieces.  And I am pretty sure that they are a couple sizes smaller.  So, is there ever really an age that we need to quit the whole 2-piece thing and get a swimsuit as in one??  No sunscreen for me today, what a difference not putting on just an spf15 does make.  Got pink.  Nothing fun this weekend. Besides the "sort of" date.  She-Woman is getting closer!  WOW, I can't wait!  Jess needs to have that baby by then!  Kris you want to join us this year??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5631735393351237552?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5631735393351237552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5631735393351237552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5631735393351237552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5631735393351237552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/pool-again.html' title='The pool. . . again.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4864204990308366713</id><published>2008-06-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:57.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time.</title><content type='html'>So yaaaay! The roof is complete! No more banging and crap floating all over my yard!! Unfortunatly I still have not had my satellite put back in place and have been without t.v. for 5 days now. Amazing how much quieter my house sounds sometimes without all the background noise. But we are managing just fine. I am getting lots of reading done during Hunters nap and at night. Which I'm sure is far better for the mind then some television. So, yeah, here I am. Sat. gets hooked up again Wed. morning. We had a fun filled weekend. Went to the pool with Ellie and Kris on Sat. Here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfpKQysAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9r7O045Yuac/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215273529229094914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfpKQysAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9r7O045Yuac/s400/Aarons+Wedding+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfpaCbwMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tyo0W4o8u1I/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215273533463838914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfpaCbwMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tyo0W4o8u1I/s400/Aarons+Wedding+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfp-_GBcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/pewTHXlSO8s/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215273543381943746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfp-_GBcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/pewTHXlSO8s/s400/Aarons+Wedding+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was cool. Hunter and I walked out of the pool at the same time and saw our footprints together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfqOhadZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UoIR9A9Yh2k/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215273547552421266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfqOhadZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UoIR9A9Yh2k/s400/Aarons+Wedding+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfqupdugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/oqV0K-hzzP4/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215273556176124418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfqupdugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/oqV0K-hzzP4/s400/Aarons+Wedding+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. evening I went to my cousin Aaron's wedding.  He got called back to Iraq for the 3rd time.  So, the wedding was put together within 5 weeks, for many diff. reasons.  He isn't scheduled to fly out until Dec. 8th, but Lacys sister (who is the Marines or Army) was home for a visit, and is also 6 months pg and wouldn't be able to fly later in the year, so the wedding was in process.  It was beautiful.  Out on 16, past Goodhue and Bellchester on the family farm that Lacy grew up on.  Not everyone could be invited since the tent was small, but there will be a bigger reception planned later.  Lacy was a beautiful bride, and they truly looked so in love.  I have never seen someone look so good while crying!  Shawn was in the wedding as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgoIq_49I/AAAAAAAAAMg/dqYJNWIT0Lg/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274611133899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgoIq_49I/AAAAAAAAAMg/dqYJNWIT0Lg/s400/Aarons+Wedding+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgoVILfaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/q6z414DgZ4I/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274614477520290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgoVILfaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/q6z414DgZ4I/s400/Aarons+Wedding+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgokcOVhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/J8LN5a9BsFM/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274618588124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgokcOVhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/J8LN5a9BsFM/s400/Aarons+Wedding+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgo6lGQ-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ozoh_q0d4Dg/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274624530924514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgo6lGQ-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ozoh_q0d4Dg/s400/Aarons+Wedding+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the groom at the end of the night!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgpWcZTDI/AAAAAAAAANA/rq23jaKXTHE/s1600-h/Aarons+Wedding+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274632010615858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBgpWcZTDI/AAAAAAAAANA/rq23jaKXTHE/s400/Aarons+Wedding+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics turned out dark, not sure why.  But oh well.  Dad drove the limo, so that was pretty cool!  Went to Applebees after the wedding for drinks and appetizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not very productive.  Tired.  Hunter is getting her second year molars in ans was a bear for the first half of the day.  Went to Jess and Petes to watch the Bachelorette!  Couldn't miss that!  Go Jason go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.  Went to work last night.  And now I sort of have a date on Friday night.  It all started by me shutting off a change light.  All night long, over and over.  He just kept turning it on so I would come over and we could talk.  Or he could flirt and whatnot.  So, we are gonne meet next friday night after I get off work at a bar down the street for a couple hrs.  That way, I know people I know will be there, and I don't have to commit to a whole evening should it be weird.  After all he was a guest in the casino, and I have never done this before.  So we will see.  This is what I know abt. him so far.  Name: Chris Age: 40 Divorced, was married for 12 yrs.  Has a daughter named Mia abt. 5ish or so.  Likes golf.  Lives in Hampton or Hammond (don't remember what he said).  Umm thats abt. that.  So stay tuned next week to see how it all turns out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4864204990308366713?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4864204990308366713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4864204990308366713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4864204990308366713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4864204990308366713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-time.html' title='Summer time.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SGBfpKQysAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9r7O045Yuac/s72-c/Aarons+Wedding+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6166893984787681456</id><published>2008-06-18T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:50:58.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you guess what these pictures mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtCd1m5GI/AAAAAAAAALg/5tYCsHRIsF8/s1600-h/June+18th+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtCd1m5GI/AAAAAAAAALg/5tYCsHRIsF8/s400/June+18th+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388301538878562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtDQafbsI/AAAAAAAAALo/g5w2j5R7BBM/s1600-h/June+18th+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtDQafbsI/AAAAAAAAALo/g5w2j5R7BBM/s400/June+18th+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388315115351746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtDn9jaVI/AAAAAAAAALw/C9e3ZmqCO7Y/s1600-h/June+18th+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtDn9jaVI/AAAAAAAAALw/C9e3ZmqCO7Y/s400/June+18th+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388321436428626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah baby!!! My roof is getting done!!  So, this would explain the 4 posts in a row.  My satellite dish won't be working for 2 days, so I am blogging.  I also have 2movies to watch and abt. 4 books to read. . . so I think we will be fine.  Maybe its a good thing that Miss Hunter went to bed early tonight, the roofers said they will be back at 6:30 in the morning!  I should try to get some sleep too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6166893984787681456?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6166893984787681456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6166893984787681456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6166893984787681456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6166893984787681456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-you-guess-what-these-pictures-mean.html' title='Can you guess what these pictures mean?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmtCd1m5GI/AAAAAAAAALg/5tYCsHRIsF8/s72-c/June+18th+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8945821427401301337</id><published>2008-06-18T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:00.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad and Kim's Garden</title><content type='html'>So, many years ago, when we were "younger", my dads house was a "hang out" for me and my friends. But it has been many years since some of you have seen what has become of the place. It is beautiful! As most of you know, I do not have much of a yard at my house. Hunter and I frequent many parks and both of my parents house during the spring, summer and fall. My dad and Kim made a huge flower garden a few years back and it continues to grow and look more beautiful every year! Here are some pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmogIsSfTI/AAAAAAAAALA/yvvLbG6AFOc/s1600-h/June+18th+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213383313700584754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmogIsSfTI/AAAAAAAAALA/yvvLbG6AFOc/s400/June+18th+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backyard is complete with a play area for the grandkids . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmogmLxz1I/AAAAAAAAALI/9rb1Cu51jpI/s1600-h/June+18th+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213383321617289042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmogmLxz1I/AAAAAAAAALI/9rb1Cu51jpI/s400/June+18th+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bridge by the pond. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmuWNVsEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WFJM61fXfVs/s1600-h/June+18th+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213381358823780418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmuWNVsEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WFJM61fXfVs/s400/June+18th+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 huge goldfish in this pond. When I had my family baby shower in June of 06, 2 of our friends brought Kim a couple very small goldfish for the pond. They have grown a lot in the past 2 years, brought in the house in the winter and fed by the grandchildren whenever they visit. They're names are Anna and Slog. The fish that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmu0nweVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IgMcpR1DiaM/s1600-h/June+18th+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213381366987651410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmu0nweVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IgMcpR1DiaM/s400/June+18th+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play area is wouldn't be complete without a tractor, however not a John Deere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmvY-FiiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tOjRjARv28Q/s1600-h/June+18th+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213381376744983074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmvY-FiiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tOjRjARv28Q/s400/June+18th+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A campfire site to make some s'mores on a chilly night. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmv82oJxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_QW3IQqlXq0/s1600-h/June+18th+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213381386377373458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmv82oJxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_QW3IQqlXq0/s400/June+18th+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pump to fill up if you're running low! Who wouldn't want to pay only $12 for a tank of gas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmwHMluDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/z2A3YSF3QnE/s1600-h/June+18th+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213381389153843250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmmwHMluDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/z2A3YSF3QnE/s400/June+18th+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmk-wTKAgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7nmEoYsfa0A/s1600-h/June+18th+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213379441682153986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmk-wTKAgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7nmEoYsfa0A/s400/June+18th+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmk_nF5z-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3GB3irrQwW0/s1600-h/June+18th+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213379456390516706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmk_nF5z-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3GB3irrQwW0/s400/June+18th+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlAG0IXuI/AAAAAAAAAKA/krU83guc4aQ/s1600-h/June+18th+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213379464905907938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlAG0IXuI/AAAAAAAAAKA/krU83guc4aQ/s400/June+18th+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlA3EEhVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pbLKdh3B6Ac/s1600-h/June+18th+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213379477857666386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlA3EEhVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pbLKdh3B6Ac/s400/June+18th+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlBJmFbRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ACuzT5reDnI/s1600-h/June+18th+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213379482832170258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmlBJmFbRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ACuzT5reDnI/s400/June+18th+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tavern that is open most of the year. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmohD-eleI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Usy9XAMJZkY/s1600-h/June+18th+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213383329614566882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmohD-eleI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Usy9XAMJZkY/s400/June+18th+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, it's beautiful back there.  We had Hunter's birthday party there last year, and I am thinking that we will do the same this year!  It was an eventful day, no nap because we were at the pool, and when I pulled into the driveway. . . this is what I saw!!!  Guess we will have to take a bath tommarrow!  Oh, by the way, it was only 6pm.  I think we better mark this one down!  She usually isn't in bed until 9-10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmohscK7ZI/AAAAAAAAALY/z4nmdH80Kao/s1600-h/June+18th+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213383340476525970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmohscK7ZI/AAAAAAAAALY/z4nmdH80Kao/s400/June+18th+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8945821427401301337?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8945821427401301337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8945821427401301337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8945821427401301337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8945821427401301337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/dad-and-kims-garden.html' title='Dad and Kim&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmogIsSfTI/AAAAAAAAALA/yvvLbG6AFOc/s72-c/June+18th+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6947402570040434117</id><published>2008-06-18T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:00.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool time</title><content type='html'>Okay, so yaay, we got to go the local pool (aquatic center) today!  Jess met us down there around noon.  It was gorgeous!  Not that too hot weather that makes you wonder what the heck you were thinking cuz you should have just stayed inside where its nice and cool, but the I have been waiting for summer to finally get here and it is practically perfect out. . . 80 and sunny!  Now bear with me as I post a pic that makes me look abt. 5 months prego or so.  I should have stood up straight and sucked in when I saw Jess with the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhqbV02oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EPjM9rWOmBs/s1600-h/June+18th+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213375793923938946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhqbV02oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EPjM9rWOmBs/s400/June+18th+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time we used arm floaties and she did well with them!  Cute new suit to boot!  I think this will take some time to get down, but I predict by the end of summer she will be going in the water further and splashing a lot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhqmRKAgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EZJkavX-cVU/s1600-h/June+18th+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213375796857143810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhqmRKAgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EZJkavX-cVU/s400/June+18th+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhrMda7OI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YfSw-6CaEkU/s1600-h/June+18th+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213375807109131490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhrMda7OI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YfSw-6CaEkU/s400/June+18th+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to going to the pool more often this summer!  And thanks Jess for coming with us!  Still waiting for that baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6947402570040434117?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6947402570040434117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6947402570040434117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6947402570040434117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6947402570040434117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/pool-time.html' title='Pool time'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmhqbV02oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EPjM9rWOmBs/s72-c/June+18th+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8175274135627657523</id><published>2008-06-18T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:01.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ with friends</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to Kris and Gregs for supper. I love going to bbqs in the summer, and we had planned on grilling at home anyways. So, what better than to do it with friends?! Miss Hunter and Miss Ellie had a blast as usual. Um. . . anyone up for getting wet in the pool?? They both got soaked, and Hunter was shivering by then end. I think we need to work on our getting others wet skills my little dear! Ellie was good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeZDSbrFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wlkazSXSc8w/s1600-h/June+18th+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213372196874595410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeZDSbrFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wlkazSXSc8w/s400/June+18th+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter had an appetite that night as well. Cleaned up her own plate, and then dipped right into Miss Ellies. . . until it was all but gone!! I believe she must be going through a growth spurt huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeZWTbq9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/YJKeVij2Di8/s1600-h/June+18th+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213372201979063250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeZWTbq9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/YJKeVij2Di8/s400/June+18th+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some dry clothes and an emptying of the pool, the girls still had a fun time jumping in the pool, jumping out of the pool and lying down in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeanYxVrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-LpMXahKVnU/s1600-h/June+18th+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213372223744726706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeanYxVrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-LpMXahKVnU/s400/June+18th+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, the pool must have lost its newness, and some exploration off the deck was at hand.  They ventured right over to the neighbors swingset for some action!  Lots of sliding and a big thank you to uncle Pete for pushing them in the swings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmebI90qdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uFh9vGnZK1s/s1600-h/June+18th+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213372232758503890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmebI90qdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uFh9vGnZK1s/s400/June+18th+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home around 9:30 or so, and I thought for sure this little lady would have been tired from the days action.  However, I was wrong.  I think we were up around midnight, she came to bed with me for an hour and stayed wide awake the whole time!!  WTF?  Eventually the sandman set in, and we both got some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8175274135627657523?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8175274135627657523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8175274135627657523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8175274135627657523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8175274135627657523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/bbq-with-friends.html' title='BBQ with friends'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFmeZDSbrFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wlkazSXSc8w/s72-c/June+18th+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8693600957678033762</id><published>2008-06-16T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:02.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our past week. . . summed up.</title><content type='html'>Last Monday was a beautiful day. Hunter and I went to three parks. I couldn't get enough of being outside, and I think Hunter enjoyed herself as well. Later in the evening, we broke out the bubbles! Lots of bubble were blown, and then half of the bottle got spilled. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8iVJdNDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/sbGpZId3pHM/s1600-h/June+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560916706309170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8iVJdNDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/sbGpZId3pHM/s400/June+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tues. was ANOTHER beautiful day. Putzed around the house in the morning, ran some errands and tried to get Miss Hunter down for a nap at a decent hour. After almost 2 hours of playing. . . she finally fell asleep. But then, I decided to wake her only an hour and a half so we could go for a walk. Through downtown R.W. and to the Levee Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8jXceorI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pKDURmDYdTU/s1600-h/June+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560934502834866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8jXceorI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pKDURmDYdTU/s400/June+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we bummed. Watched movies, and basically just hung out together. Here is a pic, of Hunter watching Snow White or one of her others in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8kKL5ReI/AAAAAAAAAII/uagNkqRbn1A/s1600-h/June+08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560948123485666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8kKL5ReI/AAAAAAAAAII/uagNkqRbn1A/s400/June+08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs. we cleaned house for the shower on Sat. Went to work. Friday I mowed lawn and got some last minute errands done. Went to work, got forced out at 8pm. What a treat that it finally happened on a weekend so I could go have some fun. Hunter was at grandmas for the night. It was Volksfest weekend in Goodhue and the "Dweebs" were playing! Yay! I hadn't heard them play in sooooo long, and I LOVE to go hear live bands play. What a fabulous time we had. I ran into so many people that I knew, and chatted and danced all night. Dad had the limo out so a few of us were taken home in style. Yeah baby. This is the only pic from my camera that night (better ones were taken on Bieners). I am not sure what we were doing, but it seems we wanted a good "butt" shot! Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8lgtcgoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wPExK0FKwLY/s1600-h/June+08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560971349656194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8lgtcgoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wPExK0FKwLY/s400/June+08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. was shower day! Kris arrived early and we started to get everything ready. Jess looked so good and I know we are all anxiously awaiting the arrival of Baby Hanson. The girls helped open gifts, the food was good and it was nice to get together. Another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8mZyR_oI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OLyDSjIrl2A/s1600-h/June+08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560986670759554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8mZyR_oI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OLyDSjIrl2A/s400/June+08+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9s9LoBQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-b-ppbTgmAQ/s1600-h/June+08+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212562198763144450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9s9LoBQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-b-ppbTgmAQ/s400/June+08+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work after the shower, and then after proceeded to attend my cousins bachelor/bachelorette party. I was tired, but it was nice to hang with the bro for awhile too. Sunday came and went. Had a good tip night at work and was excited for my weekend to begin since I had seen the forcast and was in for some sunny days ahead with no rain. So they say.&lt;br /&gt;So, now this brings me to today. Monday. Got up early and met my cousin Timmy and his 2 boys down at Baypoint park at 10am so the kids could play. A bit windy down by the river, but thats okay. After the park, did some shopping. Now is nap time and momma "catch up on things that have been not accomplished lately" time. In the mail today came the family photos that were taken at the end of May. They turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9tZVsrvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lP5-QFFrunE/s1600-h/June+08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212562206321585906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9tZVsrvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lP5-QFFrunE/s400/June+08+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9uZ3WqQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iykwVOCNABQ/s1600-h/June+08+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212562223642618114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa9uZ3WqQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iykwVOCNABQ/s400/June+08+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now here I am. I am hoping to make it to the pool within the next couple days! Hunter has a couple new suits and we are gonna try arm floaties this year! They really do grow so fast! And I know I have said that so many times, but it truly amazes me. My love for this little girl seems to grow more and more everday, as crazy as that may sound, it is true. Its almost scary to love so much, think I'm gonna burst?? Ta ta for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8693600957678033762?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8693600957678033762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8693600957678033762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8693600957678033762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8693600957678033762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-past-week-summed-up.html' title='Our past week. . . summed up.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SFa8iVJdNDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/sbGpZId3pHM/s72-c/June+08+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4090895108845407987</id><published>2008-06-13T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:41:35.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesirree, still here.  Still busy.  The sun is shinin', the babes is at daycare, and I need to mow lawn and run some last minute errands for the Jess' baby shower tom.  Yaaaaaayy, I am excited and can't wait to see this little girl!!  More later.  Sorry so short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4090895108845407987?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4090895108845407987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4090895108845407987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4090895108845407987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4090895108845407987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesirree-still-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2570741243734243043</id><published>2008-06-04T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:03.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>June??</title><content type='html'>Is it really June??  This is what my darling dear was wearing this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEdD-NN1PoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BrYk3_HdLS0/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEdD-NN1PoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BrYk3_HdLS0/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208206230055894658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this picture in my kitchen.  It'll cost you nothing to dream, and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEdD-dN1PpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JwNh1AXifqM/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEdD-dN1PpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JwNh1AXifqM/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208206234350861970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owned my house for abt. a year and a half before I found something that I wanted to put on this wall.  I saw this, and loved it.  I often find myself looking at it everyday, silently reading it, and wondering what it means to me.  I am not sure yet.  Is it true?  I suppose it could be.  The thought of actually dreaming may cost you nothing as far as money, but emotionally it could be a struggle.  Or if we actually attempt to make our dreams come true.  Or simply leave our lives in the hands of a power far greater than we could ever begin to know????  Something to think abt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2570741243734243043?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2570741243734243043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2570741243734243043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2570741243734243043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2570741243734243043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/june.html' title='June??'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEdD-NN1PoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BrYk3_HdLS0/s72-c/Hayes+Family+Reunion+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-7091005208690064121</id><published>2008-06-04T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:05.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayes Family Reunion Pics</title><content type='html'>The woman who started it all. . .my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcj9tN1PnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/sEW7g7EdtZ8/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208171037093871218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcj9tN1PnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/sEW7g7EdtZ8/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Colie and Stacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjnNN1PiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/e9GIdxdeVUE/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208170650546814498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjnNN1PiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/e9GIdxdeVUE/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley, Destiny and Payton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjntN1PjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cWvdqBhzSbk/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208170659136749106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjntN1PjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cWvdqBhzSbk/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjn9N1PkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yvhcUt4dhq8/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208170663431716418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjn9N1PkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yvhcUt4dhq8/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game of volleyball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjodN1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YdqAL9hiOB0/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208170672021651026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjodN1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YdqAL9hiOB0/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and Phil (Colies boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjotN1PmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5ksYx4m3KH4/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208170676316618338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcjotN1PmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5ksYx4m3KH4/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Uncle Wade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciCtN1PdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fOwrCLx829Q/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208168923969961426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciCtN1PdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fOwrCLx829Q/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDNN1PeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/wJFKHEVEumw/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208168932559896034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDNN1PeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/wJFKHEVEumw/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Wyatt and Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDdN1PfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-gmWZN2wIzo/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208168936854863346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDdN1PfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-gmWZN2wIzo/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game of euchre. . one of many that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDtN1PgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mKt4dBNexDA/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208168941149830658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciDtN1PgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mKt4dBNexDA/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colie and Phil playing the balloon game.  (My cousin Aaron and I won!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciD9N1PhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oKsg0yapgh4/s1600-h/Hayes+Family+Reunion+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208168945444797970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEciD9N1PhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oKsg0yapgh4/s400/Hayes+Family+Reunion+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-7091005208690064121?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/7091005208690064121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=7091005208690064121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7091005208690064121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7091005208690064121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/hayes-family-reunion-pics.html' title='Hayes Family Reunion Pics'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SEcj9tN1PnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/sEW7g7EdtZ8/s72-c/Hayes+Family+Reunion+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1289319001043684928</id><published>2008-06-04T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:17:14.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbo Jumbo</title><content type='html'>Is it bad when I actually have to make a list of the things I want to blog abt????  I think of things all day long, but when I finally get time to sit down, my mind sort of goes blank. . . . I have making lists constanly since my baby has been born, even a bit before that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I did get the tickets to Tim McGraw as I mentioned in the before post, however, it was a bit of a struggle.  My credit cards would not go through!  Piss me off!  I was frustrated and called them both.  My Visa said that they approved it, twice.  My Discover said they put a "hold" on my card a few days ago, and that I had to talk to the fraud dept.  Are you kidding me?  They asked me abt. a few charges that I tried to make, all in R.W., my hometown, that I LIVE in, so why would they put a "hold" on it for me?????  Whatever!  Thats all I have to say.  Problem solved. . .until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as the small tantrums before bedtime, my Miss Hunter has also been sweating profusely while she sleeps.  A total ring of wet on her pillow where her head was placed.  What is this??  I have checked, no fever, and it doesn't matter if she has blankets on or not.  I have never noticed this with her before.  Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else get bummed with the dreary and rainy days?  I NEED sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder for all you dads (and moms) please please please remember to put bug spray on your children!!!  It is the season.  I went to work on sunday, saw my baby before hand at my mothers and Trapper picked her up for the night.  Until I got off work that is.  When Hunter woke up in the morning, she had at least 5 mosquito bites on her head and at least 6 around the same spot on one leg.  Very reddish pink, and just looked itchy.  She was leaving them all alone, but still, a little common sense on her fathers part could have meant only one or two bites for her!!  And he wonders why I talk to him like a child sometimes!  Arghh, so please use the bug spray everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking update:  I did smoke a pack at the reunion over the weekend, but have not had ANY in the last 4 days.  I am considering NOT taking the Chantix anymore.  It really makes me feel like crap.  And if I can not smoke without it, then why torture myself??  I really enjoy smoking while I drink and may continue to do so for now.  I do believe that smoking occasionally is still BETTER than smoking everyday.  One step at a time.  But for now, until a decision is made for sure,  I will suffer and take Chantix until I believe that it is something I DO NOT NEED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1289319001043684928?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1289319001043684928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1289319001043684928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1289319001043684928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1289319001043684928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/mumbo-jumbo.html' title='Mumbo Jumbo'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3316249167718291369</id><published>2008-06-03T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:45:02.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors, Sex and Tim McGraw</title><content type='html'>First of all, where is the sunshine???  Seems like such a late summer so far.  Anywho, brought Hunter to the doctor yesterday.  Thinking she might have a UTI.  For the past week on and off she has been touching "down there" and saying owie.  Doctor Dan suggested cathing her to check her urine.  She screamed bloody murder for the first couple minutes.  Until it was in, then totally stopped crying.  I hate seeing her like that, but also know how a UTI feels and do not wish that upon anyone!  So, the test came back negative.  Whew. . . he thinks that since she has been constipated on and off as well over the past few weeks (with some very hard bm's) that she might me getting the pain confused.  We are trying a stool softener in her juice, and so far so good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple nights she has not been wanting to go to bed either.  Crying.  But then gets over it.  I give her my hugs and tell her that I love her and that it is time to go to bed.  Within 5 min. all is quiet.  I'm not sure what is going on with her.  She didn't see her dad much last week and all last weekend she was such a momma's girl.  Singing my name over and over and never wanting to leave my side.  I wonder if it is hard on her having 2 different houses to go back and forth from.  I honestly don't remember how I felt when I was that young.. But it was all I ever knew growing up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets went on sale, online today for Tim McGraw.  For those who don't know, he is going to be at the Casino for the grand opening of their new expansion.  I bought six. I haven't seen him in concert for many years.  He was actually part of the very first concert I EVER went to with Blackhawk and Little Texas!  The new convention center only has abt. 3000 seats I believe so the tickets are very expensive.  I imagine if we were as big as the Excel center we could get much cheaper ones.  But I think I was told that the farthest seat is 125ft from the stage.  Wuuuuu whooooo!  I am pumped, good times to be had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of good times.  Jess and I went to see Sex and the City today!  Oh my goodness, LOVED it!!!!  I would actually go and see it again and totally plan on purchasing it when it comes to dvd.  It totally rocked!  I did get teary in one spot, but I won't spoil it for anyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to Walmart today to get some groceries, and as we were turning up the road, Hunter said "doctors" and I said yup.  Right as we were passing the hospital.  She even got a little whiny when we didn't turn in.  At least her experience didn't make her not like them.  Doctor Dan is very nice, he was there when I delivered Hunter and was also my sisters doc as a child.  Oh, and he even went in "search" of a Strawberry Shortcake sticker for my little lady since she was requesting.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hayes family reunion was a success over the weekend.  I never counted but would say that at one point there must have been close to 40 people or maybe 50 total.  Lots of costumes, lots of liqour and beer.  Lots of euchre and singing and volleyball.  Oh, we were playing volleyball later sat. night.  Boys against girls.  My cousin Aaron and I went for the ball at the same time, and well, my whole "fake" nail fell off!  Um it hurt!  And Aaron has a scratch under his eye.  My nail fell into his mouth!  It was nuts, thank goodness we were a bit tipsy by then so it didn't hurt as much as it could have!  I haven't put the pics yet in my computer, but will post some after I do.  The family pictures that we had down at the Riverfront Center turned out good as well!!!  There were at least 30 of us in it, and only a couple missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing going on this weekend.  Probably going to visit grandma Hayes tommorrow.  Maybe get some cleaning done.  Just getting to the end of the movie Happy Feet.  It's soo cute.  Enough for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3316249167718291369?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3316249167718291369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3316249167718291369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3316249167718291369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3316249167718291369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/06/doctors-sex-and-tim-mcgraw.html' title='Doctors, Sex and Tim McGraw'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6172075857498037493</id><published>2008-05-30T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:43:36.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit</title><content type='html'>Say, I just read the paper and my mistake (couldn't see inside the van) but relating to the previous post a woman was in the van (not a man) involved in the accident yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6172075857498037493?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6172075857498037493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6172075857498037493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6172075857498037493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6172075857498037493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/edit.html' title='Edit'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4112683845947036102</id><published>2008-05-30T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:38:26.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first time. . . so far</title><content type='html'>Well, every Friday the babes goes to daycare, which she LOVES!  Always talking abt. Jenni (daycare lady) and all the other kids that she sees there.  But today, she woke up up saying that she wanted to stay with momma.   She even shed a few tears when we got there with the thought of me leaving. . until. . she got offered breakfast!! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this little lady can be persuaded to do just abt. anything for some food.  Scary if you think abt. it.  (I mean with strangers of course).  So, I went on my merry way and should I say *scored* at a couple garage sales today.  Hunter has enought clothes to last her for the next 2 yrs. plus!  Crazy, I know, but lets just hope that someday I will have another little girl to dress.  &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of babies.  I think I have the baby blues.  Not the kind you get after delivering a baby, but the I really want to have another baby, like right now.  If I was pregnant again, I would be totally content.  Ya know how I have been feeling nautious taking the Chantix?? People at work keep asking me if I am preggers when I mention that I am not feeling well.  And I say "I WISH!"  May sound a bit wild to some people considering that I am not married, not do I even have a prospect that I am dating, but that is just how I feel.  So, I will be patient, and continue to wait until the "right" person comes along.  For now.&lt;br /&gt;Today was also the first day I actually had to get off my chair and run to the toilet cuz I really thought I was gonna throw up after taking my pill.  But I didn't.  Wheew!  At a little and we are all up hill from here.  One and 1/2 smokes in 6 days.  That is where I am at right now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I almost forgot.  On my way to work yesterday around 3:30, I witnessed a horrible accident on hwy 61.  It was crazy and the kind of thing you only see in movies.  A semi and 2 trucks were involved.  3 men, and I hope they are all alright.  I saw 2 men get out of their trucks, but this van. . I saw it flip in the air at least twice while taking out a really tall light pole (I think).  It all really happened so fast, I was shaking and also glad to see that the lady in front of me was already on the phone taling to someone, and I can only believe that it was the police.  Wow, driving can be so dangerous.  And they say statistically that flying in an airplane is far safer!  I am scared to death of planes, but drive around with my daughter all the time!  Go figure.  Anyways, with a closing note, I hope and pray that everyone involved in yesterdays accident is doing well.  Please do the same.  It was really scary to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4112683845947036102?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4112683845947036102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4112683845947036102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4112683845947036102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4112683845947036102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time-so-far.html' title='The first time. . . so far'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5065427565431752367</id><published>2008-05-28T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:06.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My house . . . on a daily basis</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, this next pic is of how my living room has looked since yesterday. Poor green frog, face down is if totally dropped out of the blue for some very other important toy. Doll stroller in a dead stop WITHOUT a baby in it, so who knows where she got left in this house!! The lovely talking vacuum cleaner lying on his back, clearly not having had enough room around all these objects to do his job. The numerous Little People zoo animals out of their cages running rampid must have just pooped out and taken a nap in the middle of the floor. The kitty from Shrek calmly lying on his side. Shrek movie on the table. Oh, and lets not forget the Halloween pumpkin in the far back porch that has still not made its way to the basement closet for next season! Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2179N1PaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BXmNUxuJaw8/s1600-h/Zoo+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205516785959648674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2179N1PaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BXmNUxuJaw8/s400/Zoo+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished the zoo yesterday, we made a pit stop in Apple Valley to do a little shopping. Funny how my mom was the one who wanted to go and she didn't buy a SINGLE thing. I did though. I got this cute frame. I think I really enjoy what it says mostly. Pretty cool. Don't have a picture yet for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD218NN1PbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_dMJ-rAVCxg/s1600-h/Zoo+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205516790254615986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD218NN1PbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_dMJ-rAVCxg/s400/Zoo+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least. . . .here is my little munchkin eating some spaghetti!  And yes, we jumped in the tub right after!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD218tN1PcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HpB77qZAf0c/s1600-h/Zoo+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205516798844550594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD218tN1PcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HpB77qZAf0c/s400/Zoo+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just a quick note as well.  As far as the smoking thing is going.  &lt;br /&gt;Update:  I smoked over a pack Sat. night at my dads for the reunion.  But in the last 4 days have only had a half of a ciggarette.  &lt;br /&gt;There is something abt. coctails and ciggarettes that seem to go hand in hand.  I just enjoy smoking then.  What if I only smoked when I drank??  Does that still mean that I am a "smoker"?  Who knows, time will tell.  I am still on the Chantix, and still feel like crap when I take it, but will continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5065427565431752367?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5065427565431752367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5065427565431752367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5065427565431752367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5065427565431752367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-house-on-daily-basis.html' title='My house . . . on a daily basis'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2179N1PaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BXmNUxuJaw8/s72-c/Zoo+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3292214066163607133</id><published>2008-05-28T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:06.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to Como Zoo with my mom. Just a girls day. And it was abt. 53 degree and windy. Bummer. Jeans and sweatshirts covered our chilly bodies, but none the less, we got to see the animals. . . sleep. It much have been nap time for almost all of them. And to boot, Hunter was not in the picture taking mode. So only a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Hunter playing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zB9N1PWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-xO1nbN--Cs/s1600-h/Zoo+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205513590503980386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zB9N1PWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-xO1nbN--Cs/s400/Zoo+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zCdN1PXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-bZ0MmqA1HY/s1600-h/Zoo+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205513599093914994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zCdN1PXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-bZ0MmqA1HY/s400/Zoo+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter and I on the giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zDNN1PYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/--oigJWHmdA/s1600-h/Zoo+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205513611978816898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zDNN1PYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/--oigJWHmdA/s400/Zoo+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any of you remember this machine from when we were kids??  That made plastic gorillas???  My mom bought Hunter one, and she is scared of it.  As she was most of the animals behind the glass all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zDdN1PZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/51Lok8iX8GE/s1600-h/Zoo+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205513616273784210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zDdN1PZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/51Lok8iX8GE/s400/Zoo+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as we didn't seem to do all day. . . I was pooped out.  Fell asleep on the couch around 7 while Hunter picked out a movie.  Shrek.  She must have been feeling some vibes from little Miss Ellie.  So yes, we have watched Shrek a couple more times since as well.  As well as Lion King, Snow White and the Care Bears.  And we can't forget Miss Strawberry Shortcake.  I'm so sick of movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3292214066163607133?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3292214066163607133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3292214066163607133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3292214066163607133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3292214066163607133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SD2zB9N1PWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-xO1nbN--Cs/s72-c/Zoo+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5315590483570185707</id><published>2008-05-26T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:07.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>Today Hunter, Jess and I went to our friend Megans home in Blaine.  There was a baby shower for our friend Amy.  She doesn't live in MN and our times to see each other are far and between.  But it is always a pleasure to see each other when we can!  Hunter was the only child (born that is. . .2 more in bellies) so she was pretty much the sideshow entertainment for everyone.  Kids just say and do the darndest things!  She was very well behaved and didn't cause too much ruckus, so I was pleased with that.  She is now in bed and pooped out from the day.  Here are a couple pics from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDt0xtN1PUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8TM7Me7KuTs/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDt0xtN1PUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8TM7Me7KuTs/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204882191656762690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDt0yNN1PVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wppCUWwLdFQ/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDt0yNN1PVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wppCUWwLdFQ/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204882200246697298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Amy and Ben!  This new little one will be a whole new joy to your lives!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was starting my computer tonight, I heard a noise from the kitchen.  Miss Hunter was already in bed, and the cats were on the prowl.  I waited a few minutes before getting up to see what was goin on.  Walk into the kitchen. . . and what do I find. . . .but a fat cat(Elvis) eating gum.  What the??????  Cat. . . gum. . . cat. . . gum?????  Seriously.  This was not the first time I have found my Elvis "chewing" gum.  Weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, ready for tommarrow.  Como Zoo here we come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5315590483570185707?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5315590483570185707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5315590483570185707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5315590483570185707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5315590483570185707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-baby-shower.html' title='Memorial Day Baby Shower'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDt0xtN1PUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8TM7Me7KuTs/s72-c/Bilderback+Reunion+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1498496548391181297</id><published>2008-05-26T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy Mate</title><content type='html'>So another year, and another family reunion. We had a good turn out, and the weather held up for most of the weekend. Lots of food, ladder golf, bean bags, drinking, singing, dancing, guitar hero, some more drinking, volleyball, a treasure hunt, and of course you could "walk the plank" aka. . .dad had to rent a dunk tank. Here are some pics from the weekend! I hope you all had a good weekend as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwVtN1PRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y-kmEDJOtR0/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204877312573914386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwVtN1PRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y-kmEDJOtR0/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kellie (future step sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwV9N1PSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Tsnz0pf9rdo/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204877316868881698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwV9N1PSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Tsnz0pf9rdo/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't Hunter look cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwWNN1PTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XIOELNcXCKk/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204877321163849010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwWNN1PTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XIOELNcXCKk/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvS9N1PMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F8r7dVZHErU/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204876165817646274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvS9N1PMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F8r7dVZHErU/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvTdN1PNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Vefn3DMd27E/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204876174407580882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvTdN1PNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Vefn3DMd27E/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Bien and Miss Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvTtN1POI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ONS6SJrrcaQ/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204876178702548194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvTtN1POI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ONS6SJrrcaQ/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodi (future step brother) had to take a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvT9N1PPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DvxSnQGnYDs/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204876182997515506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvT9N1PPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DvxSnQGnYDs/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter found the treasure chest filled with jewels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvUdN1PQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wPDj6PDX0z4/s1600-h/Bilderback+Reunion+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204876191587450114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtvUdN1PQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wPDj6PDX0z4/s400/Bilderback+Reunion+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the dunk tank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played lots of euchre and watched a slide show of photos over the past 10plus years! My how the styles of hair and clothes have changed over the years! And the little ones have grown up! As often as we find ourselves wishing the work week by faster to get to the weekend, time really does go by so fast regaurdless.  In the third pic, you will notice a parrot.  This would be Kims bird that talks when movement goes by.  I had gone to bed on the pullout couch in the garage around midnight or so. . . and I believe around 4 in morn or so, I awoke to my feet killing me (I was still in full pirate attire, boots and all) and this bird talking "Hello"  "Watcha doin?" and much more.  It was pitch dark and noone was up anymore!!!!  I couldn't find the off button, so I put it in the house on the stove.  There were abt. 5-7 people in the living room sleeping that awoke to this bird talking to NO ONE!!!  Oops.  Over all, we had a blast.  Few went in the dunk tank cuz the water was so cold.  But needless to say, I think we had another great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1498496548391181297?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1498496548391181297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1498496548391181297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1498496548391181297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1498496548391181297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahoy-mate.html' title='Ahoy Mate'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SDtwVtN1PRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y-kmEDJOtR0/s72-c/Bilderback+Reunion+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1062001729587968694</id><published>2008-05-20T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:41:30.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this was my third day taking Chantix.  The first 2 days I felt weird, sort of mellow for abt. the first 8 hrs. or so.  Today was normal.  Tommarrow I start taking 2 pills a day.  I have not yet picked a "quit date" yet and am still smoking, however not a whole lot.  I don't know if I am still smoking cuz I want to or because of boredom.  I will figure it out.  Today, Hunter and I went to visit our friend Kelly who had her 3 baby a couple weeks ago.  I almost felt like I forgot to hold someone so tiny.  But he is adorable.  Hunter didn't seem to pleased at first but warmed up as time went on.  Watched "The Bachelorette" last night.  I LOVE that show!  This weekend is the annual "Bilderback" family reunion. (Kims side)  As I had mentioned before, the theme is Pirates.  So, Hunter and I have outfits picked out and it should be fun.  I will definetly post pics.  It is a 2 day event, but I will only be attending sat. and working on Sun.  Monday is Amys baby shower, and Tues. my mom and I are taking Hunter to the zoo.  Busy, busy, busy.&lt;br /&gt;A month or so, I was watching Oprah.  She had a show abt. people giving up technology for a week to see how their families fared without t.v., cellphones, computers, and video games.  And doing or spending anything  unecessary.  I have seriously considered trying this for a week!   Anyone else??  Remember what we used to do without all these "things"?????  Imagine how much more time you could spend with your children learning and playing by turnng of the tube and computer fcr a week??  Lots of playing outside, reading books, going to parks etc.  If I do this, I will post when I will start so should expect no entries for a week.  Anywho, just a thought. ta ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1062001729587968694?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1062001729587968694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1062001729587968694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1062001729587968694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1062001729587968694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-100140500806190822</id><published>2008-05-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:47:07.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day.</title><content type='html'>Yep that is right.  I just took my "Chantix" pill. (the quit smoking drug)  I decided yesterday, that today is the day.  I'm a bit nautious right now, but had some cereal and am hoping this passes.  I really don't even know if I am ready to do this.  But, I need to for myself and for Hunter.  I really do want to be around a lot longer for my baby.  I can smoke for the first week or so while taking this and it should start to taste bad, and really just not want to smoke.  So, please. . .wish me luck, keep your fingers crossed and pray for me.  I really hope I can do this.  The doc. asked me the other day, "How many years have you been smoking??"  Um. . . 13.  Holy crap!  It is time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-100140500806190822?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/100140500806190822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=100140500806190822' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/100140500806190822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/100140500806190822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6193202773509028787</id><published>2008-05-14T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:09.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellies birthday Party!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well as you can tell by these pics. The girls had fun. Balloons are always a hit, and I will remember that for my dear Hunters birthday in 3 1/2 months. Doesn't she look just so dang happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZPQsr3sI/AAAAAAAAADg/xR68nxJOddk/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418682188848834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZPQsr3sI/AAAAAAAAADg/xR68nxJOddk/s400/Ellies+b-day+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZPwsr3tI/AAAAAAAAADo/eUyq3N-kHq8/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418690778783442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZPwsr3tI/AAAAAAAAADo/eUyq3N-kHq8/s400/Ellies+b-day+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQAsr3uI/AAAAAAAAADw/WF9MWu6nuO0/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418695073750754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQAsr3uI/AAAAAAAAADw/WF9MWu6nuO0/s400/Ellies+b-day+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls look like they are on their way to Hollywood!  Ellie was so nice to share her visor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQQsr3vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fgdkiYDZ9Vc/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418699368718066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQQsr3vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fgdkiYDZ9Vc/s400/Ellies+b-day+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummmmmmm. . .DQ frozen birthday cake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQwsr3wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Si700dc07rw/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418707958652674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZQwsr3wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Si700dc07rw/s400/Ellies+b-day+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cooled off quickly tonight, and the day was gorgeous!!!  The food was good and so was the company.  I love watching these two little ladies play.  They are a hoot.  Jess and Pete's little girl will soon join in on all the fun!  Wuuuu Whooooo!  So, after a busy day, we are at home.  I made tuna salad.  Weird craving.  Haven't made it in at least 5 yrs. But, whatever, its in the fridge.  Back to work tommarrow. Bummer, why do our days off go by so quickly!  Okay, gonna get this little one to bed. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6193202773509028787?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6193202773509028787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6193202773509028787' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6193202773509028787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6193202773509028787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/ellies-birthday-party.html' title='Ellies birthday Party!!!!!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuZPQsr3sI/AAAAAAAAADg/xR68nxJOddk/s72-c/Ellies+b-day+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-7858569876202446722</id><published>2008-05-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:09.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers and Purses.</title><content type='html'>So, a green thumb I am not. But on a venture to Walmart today, we went into the greenhouse. I had bought these cute blue hanging pots at a local coffee shop in R.w.&lt;br /&gt;And of course I had to fill them. However, I have never had any luck keeping plants alive! My goodness, all the fake ones in my house look like crap because my cats just can't get enough!!!! So, here is a pic of the first day they were put in. I will update through out the summer as they either bloom or die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuWUAsr3qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00taol1vYtc/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200415465258344098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuWUAsr3qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00taol1vYtc/s400/Ellies+b-day+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a gal that I worked with stopped over to say hi, show me some pic. of her son, and also bring a Coach purse for me to look at that she bought quite some time ago and has NEVER used. Yes, I said real Coach. I think the other 3 I have are knock offs, well at least 2 of them are for sure. So, back to the good part. We were discussing purses at work the other day, and of course I heard the word "purse" and had to ask. She was trying to sell it at her beauty salon for 300. She paid 400. At work she said she would sell it to me for 200. But when she arrived at my house, she said I could have it for 100 bucks. Sold baby!!!!! Thats all I had to say, and I would have paid 200 for it. But what a deal. Best one of the week I'd say. Its black and white, abt. 90 percent of my closet is as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuWUgsr3rI/AAAAAAAAADY/UYCJGOY7olM/s1600-h/Ellies+b-day+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200415473848278706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuWUgsr3rI/AAAAAAAAADY/UYCJGOY7olM/s400/Ellies+b-day+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-7858569876202446722?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/7858569876202446722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=7858569876202446722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7858569876202446722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/7858569876202446722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/flowers-and-purses.html' title='Flowers and Purses.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCuWUAsr3qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/00taol1vYtc/s72-c/Ellies+b-day+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2421534127243918102</id><published>2008-05-13T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:25:34.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We had the talk. . . .</title><content type='html'>So, yes, Randy and I had the talk last night.  I explained things the best I could, trying not to be harsh and hurt his feelings.  He was upset, and left.  But called to finish the conversation a few minutes later.  So, now he knows, and I think I feel better.  Hopefully no more panic attacks this week.  Yes, I have panic disorder and was diagnosed yrs ago after my miscarriage.  Apparently it is hereditary and also brought on my stress.  My grandmother and my cousin have similiar issues.  Its has been so long since I have had an attack, that 3 in the last week seemed like too much.  So I am hoping with this "thing" off my chest, we can move on.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doc. today.  Had a chest x-ray.  Lungs are clear. Hmmmmmm.  He said it is probably just phlegm hanging around in my bronchial tubes and/or drainage from my nose.  Whatever.  So, he hooked my up with some Chantix.  Have you heard abt. this drug??  I have talked to many people at work who are or have taken it and most all have said good things.  Its a quit smoking drug for those who don't know.  I have not filled the prescription, but plan on it tom.  Just not sure when I want to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random question:  Does your mother say "Happy Mother's Day" to you??  &lt;br /&gt;Mine never has.  Not sure if this should bother me or not???  But, I think it kinda does. Otherwise I wouldn't been writing abt. it huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for Miss Ellies b-day party tommarrow!!!!!  Yeah, good food and good company and a 2 yr. little girl to celebrate.  I will take pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2421534127243918102?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2421534127243918102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2421534127243918102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2421534127243918102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2421534127243918102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-had-talk.html' title='We had the talk. . . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4993523297238387772</id><published>2008-05-12T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:04:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, Cough</title><content type='html'>I have had this lingering cough going on for abt. 2 months now.  SOOOOOOOOO sick of it.  Yes, I made a doc. appt.  Little miss Hunter is taking her nap and we will be taking off within the hour.  Now, I am a smoker, and no, I am not looking for sympathy.  That is my choice.  Although I do not smoke as much as the "average" smoker, and I am so NOT trying to justify this whole bad habit. But seriously, 2 months of coughing is getting to be a bit much.  The past few day my upper back started to bother me, and of course I am getting all paranoid thinking it is my lungs and that maybe I have pnemonia.  So, lets just get all this worrying out of the way and suckk it up and go to see the local doc.  Maybe its nothing.  But I would rather be safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Randon thought.  I was taking my shower today and noticed that I have A LOT of things in my shower.  Bottles, scrubs, etc.  19.  Yep, thats right 19 bottles of this and that.  For 2 people.  5 of those are for Hunter.  How many things do you have in your shower??  Think I'm going to quit adding new ones for awhile and use up what I got.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Phil is on now.  I love Dr. Phil.  His whole say it like it is, not feeling sorry for you, suck it up and deal philosophy.  He does give a lot of help to people as well.&lt;br /&gt;Question for you all.  I have noticed in some blogs that I read, you guys put periods in the center of names of places, or brand names, stores etc.  What is the point of this and am I SUPPOSED to be doing it?????????????? Walmart vs. Wal.mart for example???????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4993523297238387772?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4993523297238387772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4993523297238387772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4993523297238387772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4993523297238387772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/cough-cough.html' title='Cough, Cough'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6981468313311964070</id><published>2008-05-12T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:10.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Random Post.</title><content type='html'>These first couple pics are of Hunters "big girl" room! No more crib and changing table. The big leave behind the dresser will get hung on the wall and I have one more of those too. In the second photo, those 2 pink balls hanging from the ceiling. . . .I was walking by a flower shop in the Cayman Islands and thought they would be perfect. They are light pink with little flowers on them. Photo is to far away to see. The rug under the table and chair is new, and she has slept sooo tremendously well in her big twin bed. When she wakes in the morning, she still stays in there until I come to get her. Crazy that I don't wake up to a messy house in the mornin' with little pitter patters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHMQsr3lI/AAAAAAAAACo/EQIy0M31bDI/s1600-h/May+08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199554414509809234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHMQsr3lI/AAAAAAAAACo/EQIy0M31bDI/s400/May+08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHMwsr3mI/AAAAAAAAACw/TM2QIqyejkQ/s1600-h/May+08+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199554423099743842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHMwsr3mI/AAAAAAAAACw/TM2QIqyejkQ/s400/May+08+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big "R"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so a few of you know abt. the guy I was seeing earlier this year. We have been "off" for awhile now, but remained friends and still talking now and then. I recieved these flowers from him last wed.&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been struggling with this for some time now, and its starting to stress me out. So, I just need to come clean and tell him how I feel, or don't feel. . . He is a very nice man, attractive, would give me anything I want, says he loves me and wants to marry me. . . . . ummmmmm. . . . I'm flatttered. However, my feelings are not the same and I feel as though something is missing. A spark, a connection. That intoxicating "i can't live without you, stand to be away from you" feeling. So, he must have a inkling, and he knows I need to talk to him. Just haven't done it yet. But I will.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it has been soooooooooooooooooooo very long since I recieved flowers, and the gesture was very nice. They are beautiful and sitting next to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHNgsr3nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OugFD0R6RHg/s1600-h/May+08+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199554435984645746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHNgsr3nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OugFD0R6RHg/s400/May+08+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I mentioned before, my sis was home last week. She left early this morning. On saturday, we went to Walmart for The Humane Society adoptathon or something like that. Linds got a new baby kitten named Minnie. Not as in the mouse, but short for the MN Vikings. Her other cat is named Goldie, after the Gophers. So, as Hunter and I were playing dress up, notice the lovely flower hat and pink tutu!!!! She wanted to go upstairs and see the baby kitty. She seemed pretty gentle most of the time, however she just never pays attention to where she is walking. But the cat it still alive. Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHNwsr3oI/AAAAAAAAADA/jrI0SbQJvTQ/s1600-h/May+08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199554440279613058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHNwsr3oI/AAAAAAAAADA/jrI0SbQJvTQ/s400/May+08+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next pic is just one of Linds and I from last Tues. night. We went out for a few hours. It was pretty obvious that my drinking days have been much less these days, cuz this particular night. . .lets just say. . .I was a comical, dancing, flirting, wild woman. Nate (linds boyfriend) got a kick out of me and we hit it off well. Just remember, I'm here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHOAsr3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/ptgpk5DJBfc/s1600-h/May+08+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199554444574580370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHOAsr3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/ptgpk5DJBfc/s400/May+08+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6981468313311964070?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6981468313311964070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6981468313311964070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6981468313311964070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6981468313311964070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/totally-random-post.html' title='Totally Random Post.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SCiHMQsr3lI/AAAAAAAAACo/EQIy0M31bDI/s72-c/May+08+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3646114913107901054</id><published>2008-05-11T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:21:20.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>To all of us!!!!  Yeah.  Wish I didn't have to work and could enjoy the day with Hunter.  I hope you all enjoy yours!  Just an update.  Yes, I mowed the lawn.  Even a gal at work must have been driving by and saw me.  I told her that she witnessed history. Ha.  Anywho, it went okay.  Not perfect.  But I really didn't mind.  Now I thank those of you offering me to practice on your yards as well, however. . . .my "little" plot of land is perfect for me at this time!!!!  I think my next venture will be "weed wipping".  One thing at a time though!  More tommarrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3646114913107901054?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3646114913107901054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3646114913107901054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3646114913107901054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3646114913107901054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-4322430641225822831</id><published>2008-05-08T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:23:46.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have never mowed my own lawn.</title><content type='html'>Would you believe that!!!!!!!  In a couple weeks, it will have been 2 yrs. since I bought my house.  And I seriously have ever mowed my own lawn. . . . until tom. that is.  Or I am gonna attempt it.  My stepdad, Tim, has always taken care of my lawn for me.  It is a very small lawn, and when I first moved in, I was 7 months pregnant, and then last summer, Hunter was so little and could not be left unattended.  So, not that she can be left alone now, but usually on fridays, she goes to daycare. And that leaves me with some time.  So maybe Ishould start to do my own lawn huh???  Tim is gonna shit when he drives by and sees that it is already done!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, got forced out of work early tonight.  Not a big deal, it was slow.  Since Linds is in town, I went to the movies with her and Nate (her man).  We saw Made of Honor.  It was good.  Predictable, but good.  Nate is gonna help me start the mower, it has always been sittin in the garage, and I have only looked at it from a distance.  I'll be sure to let you know how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;Hunters great aunt passed away on Wed. (Trappers side).  So there will be another funeral to go to.  In Hunters short life, she has already lost 2 great grandfathers and 1grt. grandmother.  There were so many to pass before her time here as well that I wish she could have met.  Someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-4322430641225822831?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/4322430641225822831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=4322430641225822831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4322430641225822831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/4322430641225822831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-never-mowed-my-own-lawn.html' title='I have never mowed my own lawn.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-8654692256117250520</id><published>2008-05-07T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:22:45.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged. .</title><content type='html'>I don't have 6 people to tag back, however if you feel interested in doing this, please do.  List 6 quirky things abt. yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;1.  I have an obbsession with buying new bed sheets, a few times a year.  Even when all the others are perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a smoker, but you will NEVER see me sitting in the "smoking" breakroom at work.  I will always go outside, even on the coldest days in the winter.  If it is too cold, I will not smoke.&lt;br /&gt;3.  If I ever go to bed without washing my face, I must must must wash the pillowcase before going to bed again.  It just seems so dirty to me.  Sometimes I will flip it over, but will be washed soon.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I don't like cooking.  Poor Hunter.  Thank goodness my mother does. I will cook, obviously to survive, but I would rather just throw a sandwhich together.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am almost always on time.  I hate being late, or when others are late.  I am usually a bit early.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I used to hate going to garage sales with my mom when I was younger, and for many many years never went to any.  Until. . . I got pregnant.  Now I LOVE them, and look at the online paper every week to see if there are any good ones with little girl clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if those are what you would consider "quirky", but thats what you get.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there you go.  My house is a mess, Hunter will not fall asleep for her nap. Ahhhhh! Linds is home, she brought Nate with her.  He has the funniest laugh!  What a riot!  He cracks me up.  Very nice guy.  We had a good time last night.  Too much to drink, had a headache this mornin.  We are going to the cities to eat at Benehan.as tonight.  Not sure how you spell it.  Linds and Trav have been there before.  So we will see.  Apparently it is a Japanese Steakhouse, whatever that means.  They put on a show as they are cooking everything right in front of you.  Hunter will be going with her father and his family for his b-day supper tonight.  Happy Anniversary Kris and Greg!!!  Mothers Day is arriving soon.  Linds and I have gone in together for the past couple years and bought some hanging plants for mom.   And we will do the same this year.  Other than that, I will be working.  What are your plans for Mothers Day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-8654692256117250520?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/8654692256117250520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=8654692256117250520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8654692256117250520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/8654692256117250520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged. .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-1533605155166824435</id><published>2008-05-06T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:47:30.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best touch in the world. . .</title><content type='html'>So, Hunter and I went for a walk, yes it was actually hot and I was sweating!  A visit to my grandmothers we went.  She was so glad to see us.  Since my grandfather passed away, 7 yrs. ago, she looks forward to any visitors, expected or unexpected.  When H was smaller, she used to seem very uneasy when we went to visit, so I brought her there more.  We make regular vists every other week or so, and since H has become much more comfortable, recognizing her, giving hugs and kisses and smiles galore. That makes me so happy.  When we were sitting on the couch, H kept on coming up to me for no reason, and would touch my arm and give me a hug.  Until you have your own child, you could only imagine what this feels like.  Your own flesh and blood, showing you affection.  A small thanks, for just "being" mommy (or daddy).  I LOVE it.  She is so sweet and innocent, with sooooo much to learn still.  I am grateful for her in my life.  To have the honor and opportunity to raise her.  To have given life to her.  I think way to many people in this world take for granted the ability to get pregnant and have children.  It just kills me to see mothers with 4 or 5 kids, not really having wanted any of them, when there are so many people who have to go through a lot of money and time and doc. trips to make another life possible.  When I had my miscairrage 8 yrs. ago, it was very scary.  Not that I was ready, and I truly believe that everything happens for a reason.  However, the thought went through my mind for years. . . .will I ever be able to have children?  Some people grow up wondering if children are something that they even want to be a part of their lives someday, but I knew, this was going to be a part of my life.  Like I said.  I am so grateful to be blessed with Hunter.  And I can only hope that someday, there will be more little ones in my life.  I still have so much love to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 2 family reunions at the end of this month!!!! Wuuuu whoooo!  They are so much fun.  I love getting together with everyone.  And these reunions are not the traditional one.  We have themes, and a big camp out.  Lots of games, pinatas for the kids (oh, and the adults)!!!  This years theme for both familys(The Bilderback, and the Hayes) is Pirates.  I will be sure to post some pics of the good times we have!!!  TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-1533605155166824435?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/1533605155166824435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=1533605155166824435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1533605155166824435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/1533605155166824435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-touch-in-world.html' title='The best touch in the world. . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-9052534870198350120</id><published>2008-05-06T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:50:27.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so you all know, if you haven't done this already.  The previous post was started yesterday, but not finished until today.  So, it must post the date from the first day started, huh?  Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-9052534870198350120?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/9052534870198350120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=9052534870198350120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9052534870198350120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9052534870198350120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-so-you-all-know-if-you-havent-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-5054829679950989251</id><published>2008-05-05T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:48:28.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep. . . still here</title><content type='html'>So after 4 very busy days at work, and lack of sleep, I am still here. This new work schedule is working out well, just that I am so tired. Went to a few garage sales this past weekend. Went out with some friends on Fri. night cuz the bosses needed someone to work day shift. We had such a good time. Lots of dancing, laughing and talking. Today was another beautiful day. The sun was shining, and it was warm.&lt;br /&gt;My sis comes home today, yeah! Lots more fun to come!!! We were talking abt. getting some family pics taken (by a friend) up on Memorial, but as of a few weeks ago, they were closed. And I am not sure abt. right now. So, I think we will have to swing on over there to check it out. Hunter has 3 pairs of the "fake" crocs, I think they look so cute on little kids. I believe that we will be going for a nice long walk today and to the park!!!!!!!! Hope everyone can enjoy this nice weather as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-5054829679950989251?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/5054829679950989251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=5054829679950989251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5054829679950989251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/5054829679950989251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/05/yep-still-here.html' title='Yep. . . still here'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2151122722154275729</id><published>2008-04-30T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:51:33.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They grow up so fast.</title><content type='html'>In the past couple weeks, my baby's room has  been in the process of turning into a toddlers room.  The crib was gone last week, and today the changing table was brought out (still sitting in the living room on its way downstairs) and a dresser was brought in.  I still have a few different things to put on the walls, but I will post a pic. when I am done.  Its gonna be cute!!  She is growing and changing so much by the week.  I swear her vocabulary is definitely a lot farther than normal, I can actually have conversations with her.   What happened to my baby???  I would love to have another right now, lacking sperm donor: with good job, decent looking, nice teeth and the ability to love with a big heart.  How abt. we throw in honest and respectful too.  Miss, I love the photography you do, the pictures are great and seem to capture so many wonderful moments.  I am hoping that someday, you will be able to do my wedding!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I was getting a bowl of cereal not to long ago, and at the bottom of the box comes this package wrapped up.  High School Musi.cal locker poster! Oooh  Ahhh!  I threw it.  But do you remember when we were little and there was always toys in the cereal boxes??!!  My brother and I would DIG for them at my dads house!  I am thinking of getting rid of my entertainment center in the basement.  If anyone knows of someone who would like to buy it, let me know.  I will post a pic of that tom. if I remember.  Elvis (my cat) is snoozing next to me,  I wonder what its like to be a cat?  Do they really understand us?  What do they really do when we are NOT at home?&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tom. bummer.  Miss Ellie is coming for a few hours in the morn.  The girls should have fun, they always do.  Lets see, I'm sure we will read, color, pretent to cook, watch Strawberry, pull the cats tail, eat some snacks, make a mess, pull the other cats tail, go down the slide, maybe blow some bubbles, make a fort in the porch, laugh a lot, sit on the cats, and play catch.  Ummm. . .yep. Ta Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2151122722154275729?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2151122722154275729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2151122722154275729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2151122722154275729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2151122722154275729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/they-grow-up-so-fast.html' title='They grow up so fast.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2678007861333397845</id><published>2008-04-29T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:31:53.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am truly lucky. . .</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, my mother and I had a garage sale.  Wuuuu whooooo, I love this time of year, when everybody puts up their signs, and gets rid of their crap.  It took me abt. a month of going through my house, pricing and putting things in totes to bring it all over to moms.  I had over 9 totes of clothes, shoes and houseware stuff, plus big things that didn't fit in totes.  I vowed to not come home with anything but empty tubs.  So, for the first time ever, mission accomplished.  All of our left over clothes were donated to a childrens home in our town, and the rest of the things went to the salvation army.  I now find myself STILL overwhelmed and suffocated by all of the "things" in my house.  How much can one person need?  (and a little one of course) (and i say this after a post abt. shopping a few days ago)  But still, I have sooooo much.  I started to fill my first tub since the garage sale of more clothes to get rid of.  Can you believe that 3/4 of that tub  are clothes with the tags still on????  My spending habits have changed a bit over the last couple years now, its mostly abt. baby items and things for the house.  But I still love to shop.  I feel guilty sometimes for how much I really do have because there are so many people out there, with so little.  I truly am lucky to be able to live the life I do and provide for my daughter.  I am not trying to brag. . . . I just very much realize what I have, and that there is so much that I can live without.  Sometimes life seems to be, I don't know. . . . stuffy maybe is a good word to describe being surrounded so much.  I will continue to weed through the "things" that I have in my life through out the summer. . . meanwhile, its not so much abt. WHAT is in my life, but WHO. . . .and that is a lot of great people as well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got any suggestions for getting rid of diaper rash?  I have tried almost everything.  And for Hunter being 20 months, we have never had to deal with this longer than a day in the past.  This has been going on now for over 2 wks, it will not go away!  Arggggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2678007861333397845?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2678007861333397845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2678007861333397845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2678007861333397845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2678007861333397845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-truly-lucky.html' title='I am truly lucky. . .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-6653935412234560698</id><published>2008-04-29T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:11.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanya Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Last night I was laying in bed, and I heard this high pitched whine/scream. I waited a couple seconds to see if it would come again out of my daughters bedroom. . . and it sure did. So I got up, went in to see what could possibly be the matter (she had been sleeping for a couple hrs by now) and this simply amazing little girl looks up at me and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the binkie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was said in the most sweet, high pitched, no tear in her eye voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cracks me up! I walked back to bed laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pes.top bug guy just left my house. Insect control, if summer would ever arrive. The first year I bought my house, I had a terrible flying ant problem in my basement. So now I just do this bug thing every spring to help the problem. It has worked so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are meeting Jess for lunch at our favorite spot for lunch. Maybe swing by my grandmothers house so Hunter can visit, and I'm not sure if Hunter will be spending the evening with her father tonight. If she does, then I might be visiting the tavern tonight. Tuesdays are usually my night out. In the fall I play on a dart league, and in the spring, I am a sub for a beanbag league. She is currently playing with a very loud, play cell phone. While watching a Strawberry Short.cake movie. What a little multi-tasker I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the binkie situation. When Jess has this little baby of hers, I am hoping that Hunter will be willing to give the binkies to her as a present. I discussed this with Hunter this morning, and she said okay. But that was today. When the day comes I have a feeling that the arms will be flailing around just like they do when "the binkie" gets misplaced in the house. Either way, by the end of August (her 2nd b-day) that binkie is going buh bye. Or boo-bye, as Hunter would say. It will probably be a week of hell, but we will get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linds (my sis) will be coming home in a week! She is currently living in Montoon, IL. finishing up her nursing degree. I am looking forward to her return. I believe that her and her boyfriend are visiting for a week. Hunter calls her NeeNee, since she can't quite spit out Lindsey. It's cute. Linds was home as a surpise for my 30th b-day in March. It was a fabulous time, I was totally surprised, and the party was so much fun!!!! Here are some pics. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHQrtokCI/AAAAAAAAACA/Id5IhFYjNnQ/s1600-h/CIMG2717+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699047132762146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHQrtokCI/AAAAAAAAACA/Id5IhFYjNnQ/s400/CIMG2717+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHRLtokDI/AAAAAAAAACI/oS3RV1Wv-VU/s1600-h/CIMG2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699055722696754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHRLtokDI/AAAAAAAAACI/oS3RV1Wv-VU/s400/CIMG2734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my bother Shawn, and my sis Linds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHR7tokEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vpATuZl4pcY/s1600-h/IMG_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699068607598658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHR7tokEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vpATuZl4pcY/s400/IMG_1517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that I think I am a Karoake queen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHSLtokFI/AAAAAAAAACY/oBA9_6pgGgs/s1600-h/CIMG2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699072902565970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHSLtokFI/AAAAAAAAACY/oBA9_6pgGgs/s400/CIMG2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHVLtokGI/AAAAAAAAACg/9H0ljuE-0S4/s1600-h/CIMG2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699124442173538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHVLtokGI/AAAAAAAAACg/9H0ljuE-0S4/s400/CIMG2695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, look at the time. . . .gotta motor!  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-6653935412234560698?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/6653935412234560698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=6653935412234560698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6653935412234560698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/6653935412234560698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/tanya-tuesday.html' title='Tanya Tuesday'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBdHQrtokCI/AAAAAAAAACA/Id5IhFYjNnQ/s72-c/CIMG2717+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-3407069693076052058</id><published>2008-04-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:13.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>So, okay, I'm gettin the hang of this. And I can't sleep, so why not blog, right? Is that what we do? I went to nights a few weeks ago, so getting to bed these days any sooner than 1am. seems short of impossible. So, as you will see, I LOVE taking pics and will probably post many on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as these last few days have been rainy, gloomy, and dark. . . I am taken back to this past Feb. I went to the Cayman Islands with some family and friends. The weather was beautiful, the food and drink was good, and the company was great. I find myself wishing to be watching those sunsets again with a coctail in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac1btoj4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/t8imHypVNAw/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+18110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511662004604802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac1btoj4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/t8imHypVNAw/s400/Grand+Cayman+18110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a few of us dancing in the sunset. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac17toj5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/47MSO_b6XTc/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+18173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511670594539410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac17toj5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/47MSO_b6XTc/s400/Grand+Cayman+18173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the b-day party hats that Kim brought for Mitch's party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2btoj6I/AAAAAAAAABA/_mit1dhvVSo/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+19111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511679184474018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2btoj6I/AAAAAAAAABA/_mit1dhvVSo/s400/Grand+Cayman+19111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night at the bar. . .live bands. . dancing. . . drinkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2btoj7I/AAAAAAAAABI/ERPWCa0NgbM/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+21001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511679184474034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2btoj7I/AAAAAAAAABI/ERPWCa0NgbM/s400/Grand+Cayman+21001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the main crew at my dad's time share. My friend Mo, me, my dad and his fiance Kim, and my aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2rtoj8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/U1Q3XPBZl1o/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+22079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511683479441346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac2rtoj8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/U1Q3XPBZl1o/s400/Grand+Cayman+22079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 17 of us total that went at diff. times, a couple are missing from this picture, but needless to say, we all had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a good time. Anyone feel like dippin your toes in the sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Jess and Kris and Ellie came over for a bbq. We really need to do this more often and I'm hoping with summer on its way, that these get togethers will happen more often. Hunter and Ellie have a blast together, and its so enjoyable watching them play and laugh. I got some good pics of the two. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagl7toj9I/AAAAAAAAABY/ygI8O5_K_sE/s1600-h/April+08+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194515793763143634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagl7toj9I/AAAAAAAAABY/ygI8O5_K_sE/s400/April+08+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagmbtoj-I/AAAAAAAAABg/V-X7CZfSqXU/s1600-h/April+08+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194515802353078242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagmbtoj-I/AAAAAAAAABg/V-X7CZfSqXU/s400/April+08+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagmrtoj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Eop3GIUIuIQ/s1600-h/April+08+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194515806648045554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagmrtoj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Eop3GIUIuIQ/s400/April+08+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagm7tokAI/AAAAAAAAABw/vrKXg6EIwg4/s1600-h/April+08+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194515810943012866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagm7tokAI/AAAAAAAAABw/vrKXg6EIwg4/s400/April+08+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagnLtokBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AUoU4_Puyy4/s1600-h/April+08+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194515815237980178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBagnLtokBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AUoU4_Puyy4/s400/April+08+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They definitely resemble their mothers in looks and actions.  Too funny! For only being 3 1/2 months apart, I hope that they will be pal ling around together for a very long time.  And I know these two will be getting Jess' little lady in some trouble in the yrs. to come!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took out the crib a week ago, and the transfer to a twin bed has been fairly easy.  I did fear far worse, however, I think she likes it.  Only once after I jumped in the shower after she went down for a nap, did I hear pitter pattering out and abt. the living room floor.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, my eyes are really going computer buggy.  Later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-3407069693076052058?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/3407069693076052058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=3407069693076052058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3407069693076052058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/3407069693076052058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBac1btoj4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/t8imHypVNAw/s72-c/Grand+Cayman+18110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-9143893586162301643</id><published>2008-04-28T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:13.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBaLrrtoj3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/UcF9aOmToq0/s1600-h/dec.+07+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194492802803208050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBaLrrtoj3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/UcF9aOmToq0/s400/dec.+07+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-9143893586162301643?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/9143893586162301643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=9143893586162301643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9143893586162301643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/9143893586162301643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-practicing.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SBaLrrtoj3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/UcF9aOmToq0/s72-c/dec.+07+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2276432347920491601</id><published>2008-04-28T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:03:11.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The shopping bug. .</title><content type='html'>So, its still fricken cold, my baby has a diaper rash that won't go away, and we spent a good part of the day shopping.  I cought the shopping bug on Friday, so today was the first that I could really. . um. . indulge if you will.  I wanted to stop at Ike.a as well, however, driving home in rush hour isn't as tolerable as it once was, so we hit the road to beat it.  Hunter got some sandals and a super cute dress, and I, bought a couple pairs of shoes, three pairs of jeans, and a shirt.  Oh, we also went to Build a Be.ar, and Hunter made a orange cat.  We called her Meow Meow.  Time for Monday night t.v., dishes, laundry and a bit more cleaning.  How exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2276432347920491601?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2276432347920491601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2276432347920491601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2276432347920491601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2276432347920491601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/shopping-bug.html' title='The shopping bug. .'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000391173025090087.post-2880417737661763891</id><published>2008-04-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:58:12.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm. . first time</title><content type='html'>So . . . here we go.  Lets see if I can get on this blog roll along with so many others.  However, its late, and I'm tired, and I'm still pokin' around this thing trying to get pictures uploaded and whatnot, but its not working. Yet.  So, I will get the hang of this,  and it will get interesting.  Just be patient with me. . . TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000391173025090087-2880417737661763891?l=mnhunting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/feeds/2880417737661763891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1000391173025090087&amp;postID=2880417737661763891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2880417737661763891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000391173025090087/posts/default/2880417737661763891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnhunting.blogspot.com/2008/04/ummm-first-time.html' title='Ummm. . first time'/><author><name>Tanya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqx3d3vI2ZY/SKl9y44NrTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lGiKOIAMyLY/S220/Bilderback+Reunion+033+(3).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
