<?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-20910351</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:31:42.459-07:00</updated><category term='Yuck'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Potty Training'/><category term='news'/><category term='Snow Fun'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='infertility'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='catch up'/><category term='Silly Kids'/><category term='#2'/><category term='home'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Annoyed'/><category term='Bad Week'/><category term='Worries'/><category term='IF Clean-up'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Sleep Issues'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='Purchases'/><category term='Work'/><category term='stressed'/><category term='Milestones'/><category term='confused'/><category term='Special Moments'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='Sleepy'/><category term='friends'/><category term='School'/><category term='Girl'/><category term='encaustic'/><category term='creative things'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Moments of Clarity'/><category term='Remembering'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='grumpy'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='missy'/><category term='Thankful'/><category term='Blogversary'/><category term='ICLW'/><category term='House Stuff'/><category term='camping'/><category term='Scary Moments'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='PG #2'/><category term='Outing'/><category term='misc'/><category term='kiddo updates'/><category term='scrapbooking'/><category term='amazing moments'/><category term='Relief'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='PPD'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='awards'/><category term='catching up'/><category term='visitors'/><category term='daily updates'/><category term='Boys'/><category term='Stupidity'/><category term='Silly things Kids Say'/><category term='questions'/><category term='pre-school'/><category term='Product Opinion'/><category term='password'/><title type='text'>Soralis Story - Infertility, IVF, and Twins</title><subtitle type='html'>My story on years of Unexplained Infertility and finally the birth of our twins.  Then in 2006 our journey to expand our family began again, with sadness and success.  Now I am trying to figure out how to put 13 years of infertility behind me, or possibly convince my husband to try again with one of those frozen embryo's. (Fat chance)

It is truly amazing how much resolve us humans have to keep pushing through the difficult times.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>565</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4162434364027288080</id><published>2012-01-02T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:55:04.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved Here</title><content type='html'>OK so I am back and you can find me &lt;a href="http://mommawentcrazy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4162434364027288080?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4162434364027288080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4162434364027288080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4162434364027288080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4162434364027288080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2012/01/moved-here.html' title='Moved Here'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6282753888435897417</id><published>2010-09-08T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potty Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief'/><title type='text'>Well that was completely different....</title><content type='html'>I guess following your instincts can be a good thing.  The boys have been moved to a new school and I am beyond happy.  It was a bit of a busy day though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 at the school - stay with the boys for orientation (So sad hubby couldn't come.. couldn't get a babysitter in that short of notice and grandparents thought it was a good idea to leave the country 2 days before the kids started school... they have only know about it for 5ish years, anyway I digress!) &lt;br /&gt;10:30 done orientation (kids tired and hungry... add mom to the list.  Loving the Kindergarten teacher very professional and very skilled at her job... Jumping for JOY at this point wanting to hug teacher).  She even provided the snack for the kids on the first day and had a story to go with it.  Other parents friendly too... wow.  Felt like the right place the minute I walked in and met the admin staff and the Principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up paper work and headed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:45 (after child meltdown) back to school for appt with Teacher (staying after school to meet with boys).  Sat down with each child individually and went through a pre-assessment to see where they were at.  Had info for the parent to fill out.. questions about the kids so she can get to know them. So kind to the kids I was impressed!  Talked to the principal on the way out again very impressed!  (Watch as weight lifts off shoulders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today wasn't busy enough it also happened to be Meet the Teacher night (or meet the creature as my hubby says).  So back to the school at 7pm... The principal came up and said hello and took time to chat.  Then before the meeting started the Vice Principal came up and introduced himself and we had a conversation.  (I came home and said to my hubby... I have never seen a HOT Vice Principal before! LOL).  I did think it was nice of him to introduce himself and ask about my kiddos.  (Note to self if kids ever cause trouble meet with Vice Principal... at least he won't be hard to look at! HA HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I can sleep well tonight... well maybe tomorrow night... I still have to call and pull them out of the other school... and frankly they scare the crap out of me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Any thoughts on how I can explain to the teacher that the dirty old ho.okers that their father is keeping in the garage are actually trailer hitches.  (Well you hook a trailer up, so the kids decided the trailer hitch should be called a ho.oker... now we have been trying to get them to use the appropriate terminology but when adults laugh at them it's really hard to convince them otherwise... now remember they are in catholic school, I don't want to get kicked out next week)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and I am finally getting of my arce and trying to get stubborn girl potty trained (I thought it just happened with the third one).  Looks like I have another Ip.hone kid...  Is there an app for that?  Yes Yes there is!  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6282753888435897417?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6282753888435897417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6282753888435897417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6282753888435897417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6282753888435897417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-that-was-completely-different.html' title='Well that was completely different....'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7179090398641394445</id><published>2010-09-06T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>After much thought...</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I need to move the kids.  This is not acceptable behavior for a kindergarten teacher.  Attempting to PUSH terrified children is not going to help my kids learn and grow.  First thing tomorrow I am going to try to find them a new school... I am sad that I have to do this but I just don't think I can work with a teacher with the type of attitude that she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to find a good place for them first... then meet with the principal.  I have a bad past with our education system so I am really not looking forward to all this...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know what happens tomorrow after all the chaos... oh ya and in the middle of all this my 'part time job' has turned into total craziness.... I am also sicker than a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmpf, I thought I was just going to have to get used to my boys being away from me, I didn't think I would have to pull them out of their first school? Who hires these people anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7179090398641394445?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7179090398641394445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7179090398641394445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7179090398641394445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7179090398641394445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-much-thought.html' title='After much thought...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3640190658493164719</id><published>2010-09-03T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>So today was the first full day of Kindergarten... Help me out here ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I am new to this and most of my friends kids are way past kindergarten(K-G).  But is it not supposed to be a warm fuzzy place, at least the first effing day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;They told me to get the kids on the bus the first day.  Well that didn't go well.  Needless to say we are the last stop so I had to really move to get them to school.  Then we had to wait for all the busses to leave so we weren't there early to say the least.  There were other kids getting their shoes off still when we arrived so we weren't the last ones there either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... It does take me a bit longer to get everything organized with two kids (I think the teacher was irritated).   There was no one to even direct or greet the kids as they came in.  Or here is a thought tell them what they are supposed to do? (I guess they told them ONCE on Monday for orientation and their job is done??).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had to take their lunch, I have to send two snacks as well so I had them each in a ziplock bag, with the kids name on them.  (Insert irritated aid here)  Well frick I had no idea what to flipping well do  I thought it worked out fine, but the kids had trouble carrying them.  Here's the kicker after Boy #1 put down his lunch, I was getting ready to say goodbye.  He exclaims MOM I want to give you a hug and Kiss and starts running for me.  Teacher is pissed and grabs him.  So what I am not allowed to say goodbye to my child because it is disrupting your 'class'... hmm it was your stupid idea to put them on the bus and that is why I am not early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say if she didn't let go I would have gone over to him.  I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to Boy #2 as I scurried out (other parents still present by the way).  She said OK I guess you can give your Mom a hug (she has no NICE voice, just condescending).   So as I left I hear hear BARK (yup like a dog) to the kids "Now Colour Your PICTURES... and DO YOUR BEST JOB!"  It wasn't nice at all, like I said I don't think she has a nice voice. (Who hires these people to teach our kids anyway?)  I just about threw-up right there.  I thought where the frickin heck am I leaving my kids, at school, or detention camp?   (Well at orientation she did say she wants to evaluate the kids because there is funding available for Aids... hmmm sounds like she is fishing to get out of some work).   Now there is 21 kids in the class and I realize that each child can not have individual attention, but really, its a big school you would think they would want to at least help the kids get to their classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was everything in me not to scoop them up and get them the frig out of there, but what kind of example does that set?  I flipping well moved from our old city to get out of the crap school system they have there, guess what I may have moved to a worse area?  I didn't want the boys to know how upset I was so it took everything in me but I managed to make it out the door before the tears started flowing.   Yes I suppose I want the best for my kids but this seems a little odd for a K-G teacher? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well do you want to know what happened when we went to pick them up?  Well the school paper work said they get off at 3:15.  So we were at the school around 3pm.  The busses were all there.  Guess what I see the teacher taking the kids out to the bus (I guess she has to be in her car by 3:15?)  So we saw the boys but they didn't see us.  We stood on the other side of the busses where the couldn't see us.  I thought maybe they would get on the bus for the teacher since they looked fine when we saw them.  Well all of a sudden we hear them SCREAMING.  Well hubby was in front and he came around the bus to see the teacher PUSHING Boy#1, trying to get him on the bus.  Really now is that how you deal with a terrified child?  My husband said very loudly "Hey, what's going on here?"  I think the teacher knew he was pissed!  The bus driver even said something to the teacher apparently.  I didn't get there for that part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bus driver was trying to help us as it was a few minutes before the gr 1 through 12 kids got out.  Hubby walked on the bus with the boys just to get them used to it.  In the mean time K-G teacher looks at The Girl and says "You have another one?".  No we stole her from some other parents picking up their kids you idiot.  She also says "They were Screaming as soon as I mentioned bus in the class room".  Well WTF do you want me to do about it?  They are scared you stupid cow.  I tried to talk to you about it but you weren't listening!  She told me they are loud... no sh*t?  Then she said to me "I was surprised they made it through the day after the way they were in the hallway this morning".  Duh Chase was fine and you weren't in the hallway this morning.  She said "I thought I was going to have a day with them".  Well you didn't did you?  I don't think she likes kids that cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone recently experienced a first day of K-G are the kids supposed to do everything with no supervision the first morning?  I feel like my kids are at a disadvantage because they didn't go to day care?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do...  Boy#1 is saying he doesn't like the bus and why did the teacher try to push his brother onto the bus.... Hmm guess she had a go at both of them, we only saw one?  Boy#1 also told me a bigger boy was trying to mush him (push him) on the bridge at lunch.   Boy#2 held it all day and didn't go potty... that is just heading for a disaster with that teacher I am sure......  Do they really watch TV in K-G?  The boys got to today?  I am not sure what to think of all this I wish I had a K-G teacher to talk to?  Am I just an IF nut gone crazy???  Should I move them to another school.  I am beyond myself and this is just day one.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Sad Mom of Twins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3640190658493164719?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3640190658493164719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3640190658493164719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3640190658493164719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3640190658493164719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/09/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7642710097598558155</id><published>2010-08-29T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>It has been a while!</title><content type='html'>OK.. so I have been MIA for a bit.  But I always come back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few months have been nuts!  Birthdays, Inventory at work, Craziness at work, New duties at work, more birthdays, holidays, colds etc... well that brings me here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful holiday with our kids we all came home with a bad cold (excluding the hubby, lucky dog!)  I have contracted yet another nasty cold that has literally knocked me on my Butt again!  I am getting really frustrated with the nasty colds, but that is for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been thinking about... Well it's been a recollection kind of month.  My baby boys are starting school tomorrow.  Where the heck did the last 5 years go?  I have been dreading this day since I found out I was pregnant with them.  All of my friends think I am nuts, they wonder why I am not excited?  Well I feel like this is when I let them go, they aren't mine anymore.  They are being sent into the big bad world.  How do you keep them safe?  How do you start the process of letting them fly?  I guess I will find out tomorrow!  I am thankful that they are together however sending two off at once is just a little more than I am ready for.  I am so thankful that I still have my daughter at home.  I can't even begin to imagine what it is going to be like when they are all in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how things change so quickly when you have small children.  It's like you blink and bang they are ready for school.  I am afraid to blink again as they may be ready to move out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry that I haven't done my job to prepare them for Kindergarten... I worry that something is going to happen to them... I just worry.  Guess that's what being a Mom is all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow time just goes by so fast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7642710097598558155?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7642710097598558155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7642710097598558155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7642710097598558155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7642710097598558155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-has-been-while.html' title='It has been a while!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5551421279444088434</id><published>2010-06-21T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#392 - Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>My baby girl turned 3 today!  Can someone please tell me where the time went?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5551421279444088434?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5551421279444088434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5551421279444088434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5551421279444088434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5551421279444088434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/06/392-happy-birthday.html' title='#392 - Happy Birthday'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6996865753078618196</id><published>2010-06-10T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infertility sucks, but you already knew that!</title><content type='html'>It has been a sad week in our family.  Two family members passed away yesterday and we are waiting for a friend of the family to 'go' as well, she has been taken off life support today.  Here's the thing one of the people that passed away was my Great Uncle.  It was rather unexpected.  He had been married to his wife for around 60 years.  They always wanted a family but sadly were never able to have one.  They really didn't talk much about it just once my Aunt mentioned that she wished IVF was around when they were younger because they would have tried it.  As to their full story I don't know all the details, I just know that they really wanted a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my Aunt is alone.  No that she doesn't have other family but it's not the same.  She has said that she really doesn't want to continue without my Uncle.  The thing is after only 11 years of infertility I 'get it'.  They are a love story for all ages and I am so sad for her that her family has passed.  I just can't imagine being the one left behind.  There really are no words to console her, she lost her love, her family, suddenly and sadly.  She only wants to be with him and who can blame her.  One thing I have found is relationships are different with kids vs without kids.  I am so sad that they won't be at our kids birthdays anymore... they were 2 wonderful peas in a pod... an inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Uncle G... some day the love of your life will rest with you for eternity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6996865753078618196?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6996865753078618196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6996865753078618196' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6996865753078618196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6996865753078618196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/06/infertility-sucks-but-you-already-knew.html' title='Infertility sucks, but you already knew that!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6661236969289082211</id><published>2010-05-25T22:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encaustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Well today was a busy one... trying to clean-up some stuff in the basement.  I really wanted to get some other housecleaning done to but that didn't happen. I am still getting ready for our Garage sale this coming weekend.  Man do we have a lot of 'stuff' to get rid of.  Of course the 3 days it's supposed to rain this week are the 3 days we are having the garage sale.  I sure hope after all this work that someone shows up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some 'playing tonight'.  I just received my new &lt;a href="http://www.encaustic.ca/"&gt;encaustic&lt;/a&gt; iron and wax so I was busy for a while!  Don't get to excited it just using an iron to melt wax and make pictures!  Man is it fun and all my supplies fit in a little bucket, not taking up too much room!  Which is important when it comes to this craptastic house! :)(Yup still not liking my house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have some pics of what I did.. now I just have to remember how to get photos off my Iphone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well the kiddos were fairly good today.  Boy1 was in his typical 'lets get everyone' going mood. So he was driving me a little crazy.  After supper we dragged the little monkeys outside (well maybe they dragged us?). We had to mow our lovely crop of dandy lions.  I thought the little yellow pesky flowers were annoying when I lived in town... now I have a field of the freaking things!  Well the kids had fun getting some extra time outside today.  It was nice and sunny and no rain (it's waiting for our garage sale! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to sort out some files on my computer.  I think I need another external drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6661236969289082211?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6661236969289082211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6661236969289082211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6661236969289082211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6661236969289082211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-busy_25.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5275742397644130718</id><published>2010-05-25T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Well today was a busy one... trying to clean-up some stuff in the basement.  I really wanted to get some other housecleaning done to but that didn't happen. I am still getting ready for our Garage sale this coming weekend.  Man do we have a lot of 'stuff' to get rid of.  Of course the 3 days it's supposed to rain this week are the 3 days we are having the garage sale.  I sure hope after all this work that someone shows up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some 'playing tonight'.  I just received my new &lt;a href="http://www.encaustic.ca/"&gt;encaustic&lt;/a&gt; iron and wax so I was busy for a while!  Don't get to excited it just using an iron to melt wax and make pictures!  Man is it fun and all my supplies fit in a little bucket, not taking up too much room!  Which is important when it comes to this craptastic house! :)(Yup still not liking my house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have some pics of what I did.. now I just have to remember how to get photos off my Iphone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi1TnfbPqyg/S_zB3U3opfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZudyDu6Ic-Q/s1600/IMG_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi1TnfbPqyg/S_zB3U3opfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZudyDu6Ic-Q/s320/IMG_0482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475464403214706162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the bottom right was my first attempt.  The the one on the top right was my second... I not liking the way this one turned out... I do love my bamboo though!  I am hoping with some practice I can make some cool cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well the kiddos were fairly good today.  Boy1 was in his typical 'lets get everyone' going mood. So he was driving me a little crazy.  After supper we dragged the little monkeys outside (well maybe they dragged us?). We had to mow our lovely crop of dandy lions.  I thought the little yellow pesky flowers were annoying when I lived in town... now I have a field of the freaking things!  Well the kids had fun getting some extra time outside today.  It was nice and sunny and no rain (it's waiting for our garage sale! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to sort out some files on my computer.  I think I need another external drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5275742397644130718?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5275742397644130718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5275742397644130718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5275742397644130718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5275742397644130718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi1TnfbPqyg/S_zB3U3opfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZudyDu6Ic-Q/s72-c/IMG_0482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2905022566892471189</id><published>2010-05-24T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>OK - Back at it again!</title><content type='html'>So I have been away from my blog (Sadly) for a little while, again.  My work life has taken over all my 'free' time of late and it is finally slowing down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many issues after a system install for a system that has been around for 10 years (hmmm don't you think they would have worked some of the bugs out by now?)  Oh well at least they fix them and we move forward! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than work I have been busy getting ready for a Garage Sale (WTF was I thinking?  Ohh but my Mother said she would come and help out.. with her stuff only of course and when it's convenient for her)  Being retired and all she has a pretty un-flexible schedule *insert as much sarcasm as you can handle here*   She is back to driving me ape-sh*t crazy.  After 2 or 3 months off of the usual annoyances I am not really surprised that she is back to her usual 'wonderful' self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days with everything going on I am really stressed out and it's Panic Attack city for me. I am hating it and hope I can get back to my usual nutty self.  This weekend is our garage sale, next weekend I teach and then we are supposed to leave for a week of holidays in the mountains.  I am looking somewhat forward to getting away and somewhat not forward to going away.  I have a lot of work to get the trailer ready... and 19ft of trailer and 5 people (even though 3 are short!) just doesn't sound like a lot of fun to me.  I suppose it beats the crap out of a tent!  (It's going to be fun, it's going to be fun... I keep telling myself that anyway!).  Then it's back to get ready for 2 birthday parties and by then the summer will be half over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose less work, more sleep and a cleaner house will make me feel much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy1 has been driving me crazy of late.  He is a real rascal right now, phone calls are a nightmare and he just likes to get the other two going.  He is our version of the information super highway as well.  At least I know what the other two are doing when I am not looking!  I just received the Bus pick-up information for Kindergarten next year.. *sniff* I can't believe my babies are going to school in the fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 is pretty much the peace keeper in the house.  He also loves to cry when his bro is in trouble *insert twin nightmare here! LOL*  He loves to cause trouble when he thinks no one is looking so this one keeps me on my toes.  He is my emotional one though and loves hugs (except at bed time-go figure).  Boy1 usually likes to boss him around, or at least try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby she is finally moving out of the NO stage... HURRAY!  She is the clone of #1.  Her and #1 play together a lot (which makes me sad for #2 at times).  I think Boy #1 really likes her as he can currently boss her around on a regular basis!  I am really enjoying her right now and I love our time together when the boys are at pre-school. (Probably because that's the only time she is quiet!).  She went shopping with me and everyone always comments on how cute she is... aww make a Mom blush!  (They are really probably wondering how such a worn down, over weight, baggy eyed, gray haired old woman got such a cute kid!  LOL!) She is back to being Mom's girl most of the time so I am taking advantage as I am sure it won't last long! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am tired and yes some days are beyond frustrating but I am soooo glad that we fought so hard for these little wonders.  IVF sucked, going through IVF sucked but for us the outcome was worth it.  This weekend is a reminder for me of my last failed cycle. I found out on the Friday of the May long weekend that I was not PG after using the remainder of the frosties from the same 'batch' as our boys.  It's bittersweet as if it had of worked we would not have had our dear daughter however it meant another fresh cycle that we had to go through.  It was also a reminder of our other failed cycles.  So this weekend is the weekend I choose to remember all those lost little ones that never came home to us.  I like to think of them as Angels that are watching over our children....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2905022566892471189?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2905022566892471189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2905022566892471189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2905022566892471189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2905022566892471189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/05/ok-back-at-it-again.html' title='OK - Back at it again!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3102571253830733259</id><published>2010-04-27T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>#389 - Sick Again</title><content type='html'>Oh great another cold... I am sick and tired of being sick and tired! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to prep for a make and take this weekend for National Scrapbook Day... not to mention a zillion other things!  I just want to go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;They are back in their preschool program... so guess what we are all sick again.  Boy1 is up coughing at night and he adds in his thumping and other noises just to make sure we wake up about every 20 minutes!  Ugggg... Baby finally stopped screaming due to her nose being plugged.  Oh when are we going to build up some resistance to this crap. Why do people send their snotty nosed coughing kids to preschool anyway?  Just so the rest of us can suffer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3102571253830733259?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3102571253830733259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3102571253830733259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3102571253830733259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3102571253830733259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/389-sick-again.html' title='#389 - Sick Again'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8932278462561086314</id><published>2010-04-19T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>#388 - Aww shucks</title><content type='html'>Soo freaking tired... have to teach wed/thurs this week!  Need to get some energy and put on my "I can do it panties" :)  Where did I leave those things anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Today was a preschool day.  The boys noticed that one of the teachers cars wasn't there this morning.  Well Boy1, who I might add has never had an accident, noticed that there was a new teacher today.  He peed a little in his underwear.  Poor kid was mortified.  I left Boy2 with Baby and headed to take him to the biffy.  Boy2 of course followed leaving the girl standing there alone.  One of the Teachers watched out for her for me (thank goodness! : ) ).  I was a little shocked as Boy1 hasn't had an accident since he started using the potty.  We figure it was stress due to the new teacher??   He seems no worse for wear, thank goodness..  Poor kid had to go commando when I ran home, good thing we are close, to get some new briefs for the poor fella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads me to my awww shucks moment.  When I went to pick up the kids at the end of the day I wanted to thank the gal who took care of the baby while I was trying to get the boys organized at the start of the day.  Well I love this woman to death, she is amazing with the kids! (She manages 15 better than I can manage 3 LOL).  She took me aside and said to me "You are doing amazing things with these kids, they are the most well behaved and kind kids I have worked with."  Then she said "You are obviously doing a great job parenting."   Now let me tell you that made my day!!!  (I am no super mom, not even close!  I am very happy that the kids are so well behaved and good when they are out though!  I have been so set on consistency from day 1 and I think that is the one thing that really pays off.  No means No and that's it around here.  My hubby (you know the one who was being an arce this weekend) also happens to be very kind (go figure?)  anyway that gene has definitely been passed on to the kids.  You can really only teach them so much and some of it is built in.  Let's just hope it gets them through those tough teen years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preschool teacher also said to me "I bet you aren't looking forward to kindergarden".  Ok so really now can she read my mind too? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her comments really struck a cord.  After all the years of pleading with the powers that be that I will try to be the best parent I can if only I can take home that baby one day......  I am just happy that so far so good!  We have a long way to go but at least we are starting on the right foot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that thought I am off to bed... here's to better days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8932278462561086314?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8932278462561086314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8932278462561086314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8932278462561086314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8932278462561086314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/388-aww-shucks.html' title='#388 - Aww shucks'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2448583080480941296</id><published>2010-04-18T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#387-Baaaaa</title><content type='html'>Well it just goes from annoying to more annoying!  What a Craptastic Weekend... Between hubby yelling at me because the house needs cleaning and that I work is calling too much.  (Duh I just installed a new system what the eff do you expect.  I did warn you didn't I!)   His latest is he throws things and yells at the kids if I am a) on the phone or b)on the computer.  NICE!  I am so stressed as I work when he is home and apparently he doesn't like that.  Yes I have been busy lately and yes it will slow down after I get some stuff finished.  I guess patience is not a virtue that he chooses!  Yes the house is in need of some TLC... but I guess he forgot that I was sick for the first six weeks of the year then 2 weeks off then sick for another 2 weeks!  WTF of course I am behind.  And NO I am not just working in the middle of the night!  Needless to say Friday night SUCKED... then I felt like crap all day at work on Saturday!  I hate it when weekends SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so attacked.  This is what I do.... I was so incredibly proud of my latest accomplishment and I haven't even been able to enjoy it.  No one that I know really understands what I accomplished either so I am pretty much alone in my joy, but the hubby managed to suck that out of me.  :( So to my bloggy friends.... I did a good job please enjoy with me as no one else is!!!  The sad thing is this is something I have always wanted to work on from when I got interested in computing.... and now it's just tears that I am left with.  It's amazing how the loved ones around you can just suck the joy out of a person... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that about wraps up my weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2448583080480941296?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2448583080480941296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2448583080480941296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2448583080480941296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2448583080480941296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/387-baaaaa.html' title='#387-Baaaaa'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7242376701582038895</id><published>2010-04-15T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#386-You know what they say about the one bad apple?</title><content type='html'>Well I finished another class.  I am beat and I am glad it is over!  There is just this one thing.... Every class you get student reviews and most of the time there are no comments and all the instructor related stuff is rated as great or 'really' great (I like those ones).  Well this time there was one comment and it's really sticking to my ribs.  It's silly as there really wasn't anything bad said about my teaching or what I do but this one really got to me?  I am paraphrasing here... "Instructor shares too much personal information I don't want to know her personal business".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am racking my brain to figure out what the heck that person was talking about?  Why?  Because A) I don't really have time to 'share'  B)  I pretty much keep my mouth shut about personal stuff.  I may try to interject the odd time with a little humor (cause it's got to get boring some times listening to me! :) ).  But my personal life it pretty much off limits.  I was entering some data in a table with Movie and TV characters and I made a snide remark that Tree House is on so much I think I am starting to get a crush on the Wiggles.  A bunch of people laughed so apparently someone thought it was funny! :)  I don't talk about my kids, unless someone comes up to me at a break and asks about them.  (My old infertility days kind of keeps that one off limits for me.  I know if I was still suffering I wouldn't want to go to a class and listen to someone talk about their twins!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I thought it may be about the fact that sometimes I will mention that I don't use some of the features I am reviewing and give them reasons why not and why.  I also talk about places where I may use some of the features in the real world but I don't share any details it's all very high level.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was very strange about my personal business... I do talk about my love of technology (but it is a technology related class?)  I suppose this one will bug me for a while as I don't really get what I did to set this person off?  I suppose that it's not a big deal since it was one comment and this person didn't dislike the class and marked off the Agree to the Treated the student with respect box.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so careful what I say because everything has to be so politically correct these days... sheesh at Christmas time I am even careful to NOT wish the class a Merry Christmas.  (I do tend to stick my foot in my mouth from time to time but I don't think I did today?)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you supposed to tell a little about yourself anyway so that the students get to know you a bit and feel comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why am I letting this one little teeny weeny comment bother me... time to move on... there will be more comments!  Why can't everyone just play nice.  Really how is that constructive if you really don't get what the issue was?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny a few years ago it became my personal mission to pass on positive feedback... now I see why I am doing a good thing!  I have written letters to companies to say nice things about people.  I have passed glowing comments on a job well done to folks bosses and I am really so glad I do that.  It seems that the nit picky people will complain just because and the happy people just go on their merry way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go out and say GOOD JOB to someone's boss next time you are thrilled with the service you receive!  It will make someones day a little brighter! :)  (I also believe that constructive feedback can be very helpful.  If it is relevant and not presented in a hurtful manner!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I think I am good now... off to bed I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;What the heck has happened to my hubby?  I got home from work and he was letting the kids play in my car?  Personally I am thinking that is not a great idea.  Door Open/Close can lead to fingers getting squished (I know that hurts, my Mother slammed the door on my Finger once.  Of course she didn't believe me so a) she wouldn't open the door and b) she made me go to school anyway.  I had to mange to get the door open myself and I got in trouble for that too...) Not to mention I wouldn't want them getting a hold of keys and 'playing' in the vehicle.  Mr. Strict and Anal about the Cars has lost his mind I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been so grumpy in the evenings lately all that fresh air is making them nice and tired!  I think the little one still needs a nap... but good luck with that one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7242376701582038895?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7242376701582038895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7242376701582038895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7242376701582038895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7242376701582038895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/386-you-know-what-they-say-about-one.html' title='#386-You know what they say about the one bad apple?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8551365405388737657</id><published>2010-04-13T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pre-school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#385-Toooo bussyyyy AGAIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes it's happening again... to much to do and not enough time to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to teach the next two days and I think I am getting a cold.  I will be so glad to have my 'other' job on the go so I can rest for a while.  I guess I will be working all weekend again... Then I have to teach again next week.  Then I have to get ready for a demo at National Scrapbook days... then... then...   Must rest... on that note I am going to bed early tonight, 5:30am comes WAY to early on Teaching days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;How do you make a two year old stop screaming because you won't give her a cookie?  (and no giving her a cookie isn't an option.. No means No, unfortunately! :) )  That kid has LUNGS and she is stubborn as a goat!  There goes another 20% of my hearing and I am sure the neighbours are talking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and do you know how to get two boys to let go of your legs when they have a death grip on them?  Two weeks off their preschool program and they freaked out again when it was time for me to leave.  The teacher came to 'help' me and they grabbed on to her and Boy#2 (Who wasn't crying until Boy#1 started) hugged her for all he was worth.  They had fun, but decided to be miserable all afternoon to make me 'pay' for dropping them off.  Little monkeys!  I bet school is going to be FUN in the fall!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8551365405388737657?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8551365405388737657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8551365405388737657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8551365405388737657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8551365405388737657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/385-toooo-bussyyyy-again.html' title='#385-Toooo bussyyyy AGAIN!!!!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7503430440906692620</id><published>2010-04-09T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#384 - Oh nooo!</title><content type='html'>Oh crap I think I feel another cold coming on... early to bed tonight hopefully will do the trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much sleep last night due to the nasty storm... the wind was howling and stuff was banging all over the place.  I sure hope the wind dies down soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day today... gotta love those!  Everyone was happy until supper (then the little one lost it!  But really all day is good for her so who can complain!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7503430440906692620?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7503430440906692620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7503430440906692620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7503430440906692620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7503430440906692620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/384-oh-nooo.html' title='#384 - Oh nooo!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2873667488934366531</id><published>2010-04-08T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>Really Now... must you?</title><content type='html'>Mother Nature is b*tchy tonight!  Nasty snow storm is a whirling around here!  Seriously we could use about a month of rain to catch up from the last 3 years of dry weather so I guess I will take it however I can get it!  The wind could get lost though!  It was an interesting drive home tonight, bad visibility but at least the roads weren't icy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a cleaning up kind of day:&lt;br /&gt;1) What is it with Men?  Either he shoves crap where it doesn't belong or just leaves in a pile somewhere and doesn't put it away.  Today I found out the Pile thing is somewhat better as the crap he stuffed caused me a whole lot more work.  I get so annoyed when stuff isn't kept organized... we are so crammed in this house there is NO room for organization.  He put a bunch of junk in my storage room that is for the garage sale and left the storage room crap out in the laundry room.  WTF is up with that?  Grrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;2) I cleaned out baby's closet awhile ago so I decided I should put some of the stuff into an upcoming garage sale.  Why is it that small bits of fabric that are sewn into clothing for small beings make me CRY!  Blasted infertility, blasted frozen embryo's, blasted old age.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I never finished what I was doing and went upstairs and fed the kids... at least I started anyway! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;How do you make a 4 year-old stop screaming?&lt;br /&gt;1) Threaten to take his lego away? NOPE gets louder&lt;br /&gt;2) Take his bike away?  Ooooo bad choice&lt;br /&gt;3) Plead with him to be quiet so that he doesn't wake his sister (aka The Beast.. not much of a morning kid)? Nahh doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;4) Yell at him to stop?  Oh crap isn't that what we  were trying to stop in the first place&lt;br /&gt;5) Look at him with a stern look?  As if!&lt;br /&gt;6) Give up and ignore him?  I guess he was 'done' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days if it wasn't for Treehouse I think I would go crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2873667488934366531?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2873667488934366531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2873667488934366531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2873667488934366531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2873667488934366531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/really-now-must-you.html' title='Really Now... must you?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-597374163459275730</id><published>2010-04-07T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>OMG I am getting Geeky!</title><content type='html'>So today I loaded Ubuntu onto one of my computers... it's official I am getting Geeky!  I am soo sad, but kind of happy as it made a really slow computer useful again!  Oh what I wouldn't do to say goodbye to win.dows forever! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed (lets hope I don't have a geeky dream too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;My Baby Girl rode the boys trike for the first time today.  Oh I shed a tear at how fast she is growing up....  My sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy1 was busy riding his new bike around the yard, speaking of growing up to fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 was driving his Gator around and still we have to remind him to look where he is going, at least some things don't change.  I am thinking that he should never drive a car though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-597374163459275730?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/597374163459275730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=597374163459275730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/597374163459275730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/597374163459275730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-i-am-getting-geeky.html' title='OMG I am getting Geeky!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5903977838150486936</id><published>2010-04-06T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly things Kids Say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Well let me tell you it has been super crazy in my life these days! :)  I am sure most can relate! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished installing a Point of Sale system for a client and training all the users.  After some data load issues late on the 31st I managed to get them all fixed up in time to go 'live' on the 1st of April (Ha ha April 1st, what a day to start a new system!)  It went very well though and I am just finishing up some clean-up tasks!  I am looking forward to a few days to hang with the family instead of working.  It seems like that has been what I have been doing from dusk to dawn and back again the last few weeks!  Now I have to get ready to teach again next week!  No rest for the Wicked!  (I must be some wicked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I did have a lot of fun... the 1 or 2 am mornings really sucked but other than that it was all good.  No one really understands what I accomplished in such a short time as they aren't 'computer folk'  so I just had to give myself a pat on the back!  (Either that or I just call myself as I have a new ring tone on my Cell Phone... it goes something like this... Can you hear me ringing?  I am your cell phone and I love you!  HA HA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter was a little laid back around here and I enjoyed the quiet!  Hope everyone had a good Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful this Easter as my cousin is home safe and sound, 15 weeks pregnant, after a ruptured appendix.  Her baby is doing great and she is out of the woods for the time being.  Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;This was the conversation today.&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Baby you have a booger in your nose&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Nooo I don't&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Noo&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Yes it's up in there&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Ohhh?&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: You need to get it out&lt;br /&gt;Baby: (with Kleenex, tries to blow it out)&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: NO NO you need to dig it out!&lt;br /&gt;Baby: It's Gone&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: NO it's not it's up there, you dig it out&lt;br /&gt;Baby: No it's not&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Yes DIG way up there (mom grossed out by now)&lt;br /&gt;Baby: No it's not&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Do you want my help (mom really grossed out now)&lt;br /&gt;Baby: No baby do it!&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Oh... it is gone&lt;br /&gt;Baby: I knoooow!&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Let me check again?&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Nooo&lt;br /&gt;Boy1: Oh wait, yes it's gone&lt;br /&gt;Baby: I KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;and back to their regularly scheduled programming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back... my next job is to catch up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5903977838150486936?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5903977838150486936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5903977838150486936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5903977838150486936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5903977838150486936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7304071515496939727</id><published>2010-03-08T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#381 - One down...</title><content type='html'>Well I actually got one of our tax returns filed today... 1 down 1 to go!  If you live in Canada you have to check out www.ufile.ca.  I used Quickbooks for years (until they changed their pricing structure... ptzzzz!  I now like ufile better though easier to follow!  Anyway I am just glad that I just have one more to send in.  It's pretty much done just waiting to see if I get any more paper work that I have forgotten about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey I think my latest round of the cold is gone... stats so far since Jan 1st&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks healthy&lt;br /&gt;the rest sick!  (and it's freaking March already! ugg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you were thinking of nominating me for Mother of the year (*snicker*) I have a good reason not too!  I forgot *gasp* to send my kids to preschool with their Show &amp; Tell item.  This was their day!  Lucky we live really close to the building that it is in.  So back into the truck with littlest kiddo to run home and get toys for the boys.  Then back to preschool to drop them off (I guess I win a few brownie points for doing something anyway!)  I knew it was in March I just didn't know which day.  Next time that kind of info goes directly into the Calendar so I don't miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya as I was getting home, the 2nd time, the furnace guy arrived.  We got a new furnace back in November.  It has been spewing cold air into the basement making it uninhabitable since we got it put in.  Typical me, didn't call until last Friday.  Well there wasn't anything they could do about it,  well for 'nothing' anyway.  $600 later they added an electronic *shudder* damper that opens only when the furnace is on.  Sheesh.  Well I did notice an improvement right away so I guess it was worth it.  Now I have to go find me some more contract work to pay for it *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girly sleeps in so I usually feed her breakfast after we drop the boys off at preschool.  She sat at the table until it was almost time to go pick them up.  She was busy playing with her fishy (her spoon) and it's blanket (paper napkin).  She talked to that fishy for over an hour.  Then she told me to be quiet when Fishy was sleeping.  Well at least she has a good imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend the evening building a lego house for my daughter too.  She wanted a new one so I was building (or trying to build) while she was playing.  It had to have a 2nd story like her brothers houses.  I must say I outdid myself this time.  It is a very pretty house.  I do think we need more pink lego though! :)  She loves the little lego people (well after she takes their hair off?).  She plays with them for hours.  It was cute after I was done Boy2 came to visit Baby's new house! :)  Then he invited her over to his house!  Boy1 was to busy to visit as he was adding an addition onto the garage of his house!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lego blocks, the kids never seem to get bored of them.  When one thing is no fun anymore they just change it into another!  (I was going to take Boy1 one of his lego car creations for show &amp; tell today.  Of course he had disassembled them this morning so I was out of luck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway with that I am off to bed.... trying to get more sleep to fend off the preschool germs that I am sure the kids brought home today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7304071515496939727?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7304071515496939727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7304071515496939727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7304071515496939727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7304071515496939727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/03/381-one-down.html' title='#381 - One down...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3468196920875960992</id><published>2010-03-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#380 - Never a dull moment</title><content type='html'>Last evening at work was very interesting.  We had a shoplifter in the store.  The worst part was my co-worker saw her put something in her bag just after she arrived and she stayed for over an hour after that.  I didn't think she was ever going to leave and we just wanted to get it over with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that I haven't worked in retail most of my life the thought of confronting her scared the crap out of me.  (That and you never know with people these days).  Anyway my coworker was totally cool with confronting her.  I said I have your back, since the thief was twice her size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady even bought stuff before she left the store.  She was trying to confuse us by changing stuff in and out of her order, but both of us were there so I worked on getting it rung in and my coworker dealt with her.  I was freaked about how she was going to pay I was so glad it wasn't a credit card!  I am surprised everyone didn't hear my sigh of relief after!  :)  (One of my other co-workers laughed when I asked her if that was everything... then after she said no... I said Are you sure?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know already you have to wait to confront a shoplifter until after they leave the store. So we waited and waited and waited.... you get the picture!  Minutes seem like hours in that situation, never mind HOURS!!!  Well my coworker dragged her back in after she confronted her out of the store and hollered at me to call the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided that I am not doing that again.  I didn't have the correct street name and they kept saying Ma'am what street are you on... I wanted to tell the operator to freaking google it.   It's hard to concentrate on a phone call when you are trying to make sure your co-worker is OK.  Not to mention that the lady was getting agitated and I was starting to worry.  I finally handed the phone off to another co-worker and said can you tell them where the heck we are.  I needed to go help my friend anyway as the lady wanted to leave the store.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the door locked and my teeny tiny friend was standing in front of the door in kind of the corner.  So I stood in front of her.  The lady tried to push behind me to unlock the door.   I gently pushed her arm down beside her side and told her that she had to wait for the Police.  She said she was going to charge me with assault.  I said go ahead!  She really wanted out of there (hmmm I wonder why... she had dumped one bag and said 'ooo I forgot about it, here is all your stuff back'  then it was 'I'll pay for it'.  We won't mention that she still had another larger bag full of stuff in her other hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her next project was to try to intimidate me!  I was just standing staring at her with a nasty look.  I wasn't going to engage her in any conversation as it was pointless anyway so I just stared... She decided that she was going to try to stare me down.  HA HA HA HA... I have twins and 2 year old I have PRACTICE lady! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I think it ended up freaking her out that I was coming off as being so confident (if she only knew... I had spent the last hour determining that I outweighed her and I should be able to tackle her if I had too!  LOL Oh ya and that I am SO non-confrontational and a wimp to boot!)  It's amazing what a good nasty stare can do?  Anyway I think she realized that she wasn't getting by me and she started to calm down and go on with the pleading...  I told her to save it for the Police I wasn't interested.   She then started to pick up the stuff she dumped on the floor.  I told her not to touch it, she said I need to clean it up.  I said step away from the merchandise NOW... in a nasty form of my Mommy stern voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was very happy to see the police and they took her off to the car so we didn't have to listen to her any more.  They eventually came in with the other bag of stuff... she nabbed close to $500 in product.  She was even taking rolls of ribbon from beside the front counter where at least one of us was standing the entire time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did feel bad for her as she obviously has a big issue.  I am sure hoping that she gets the help she desperately needs.  It truly is amazing what people will say/do to get out of trouble when they are caught red handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I don't ever have to go through that again.... but ya never know I suppose, at least I know what to do the next time if I ever have to confront someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ill after that I was up most of the night last night feeling kind of sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my funny thing I realized today.  I have always been a fan on Angelina Jolie movies.  You know the ones where the HOT chick kicks some a**!  I thought it would be so cool to be tough and hot at the same time!  It was my Angie moment last night (no physical violence, but whatever).  I got to scare someone into realizing that they shouldn't cross me and I was really HOT (It was HOT in the store the temp was set to high! LOL). Oh yes and I was fighting crime too! :) So I can cross something of my bucket list now!!!  LOL  (Oh ya I have a new nickname at the store "the muscle", I wonder if I get paid more for that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of boring in comparison... working on my taxes... YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend the afternoon making lego houses for the kids!  They all complain I am too slow.  Baby was right in there trying to 'help'.  I couldn't see what I was doing as she was between my legs right in front of me.  It was a good day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3468196920875960992?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3468196920875960992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3468196920875960992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3468196920875960992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3468196920875960992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/03/380-never-dull-moment.html' title='#380 - Never a dull moment'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1773670361942869795</id><published>2010-02-28T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#379 - Hanging in there...</title><content type='html'>Well the cold is back full force in this house... I am very irritated.  Hopefully the vitamins and what not else will help!  I think I have been healthy 2 weeks of this year so far.  Lets hope that trend doesn't continue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even have enough energy to do much scrapbooking this week.  :(  How sad is that.  We won't even talk about the neglected house cleaning.  YUCK this place is in need of a good clean and sanitize apparently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the next two weekends off work so hopefully that will help.  I tried to dump my shift on Saturday and that never happened.  Well at least I managed to get rid of half of it (no comment).  I was also a little miffed that one of our other staff called in on Friday and they managed to cover her shifts??   (And she doesn't have anyone that wakes her up 100 times a night!  Ugg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about those Olympics?  I am so proud of our Canadian athletes what a great show.  Sorry US friends Yey hockey team!  I am not sure about parts of the closing ceremony though?  Kind of weird.  I guess someone thought some of it was funny!  I liked Captain Kirk but the Comedian that followed was Baaaaad!  Seriously though who doesn't love a blow up beaver???  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo Notes&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1 = sick and grumpy&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2 = sick (not grumpy... yet)&lt;br /&gt;Baby = sick and grumpy (hmm not sure that she is any grumpier than usual?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2 was quite the peace maker today.  He doesn't want anyone to be mad at anyone in the house.  He will give whoever is bad his toys to try to get them to behave.  Then he tells Mom that it's OK everyone is good!  :) Bless is little heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well our stinking fridge died... what a PITA!  We were going to put it in our kitchen.  Well it was in our Kitchen for a while.  We measured the Height and Width, but didn't figure that the depth would have changed.  Well it was 4 inches deeper than the one we had in the kitchen.  Well it was a nice though.  So hubby now had to move it down to the basement, where the one that died was.  It was about a 4 hour job.  NASTY.  So the part I was getting to...&lt;br /&gt;New Fridge = $ we don't have&lt;br /&gt;New Box and a bucket of crayons for the kids = priceless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1773670361942869795?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1773670361942869795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1773670361942869795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1773670361942869795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1773670361942869795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/379-hanging-in-there.html' title='#379 - Hanging in there...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2341986429068817175</id><published>2010-02-23T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Sick again... nuff said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2341986429068817175?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2341986429068817175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2341986429068817175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2341986429068817175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2341986429068817175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3872722542845925587</id><published>2010-02-12T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#378 - Where did this week go?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wonder what the heck happened to all the time?  I have no idea where the last couple of weeks went?  Poof and they are GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I am getting another cold or if I am just loosing my voice after talking so much during my last class??  I have started coughing at night so that kind of sucks.  I just don't want another cold, it seems like there is a nasty one going around that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess today was the start of the Winter (/summer weather) Olympics.  I am looking forward to watching some of the events.  It's sad to hear that one of the luge athletes was killed during a practice run.  How awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did miss the opening ceremonies since I was at work.  I am a little miffed that a hockey player that hasn't lived in Canada for YEARS and YEARS and YEARS lit the flame.  Yes we was an awesome Hockey Player, but his kids weren't even born in this country, he doesn't live here.  Oh well at least his family still lives in Canada.  I just think they should have chosen someone who at least spends most of the time in the country??? But that's just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should be off to bed.  Hubby is off to cut more firewood and I still feel kind of crappy so I better get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;We finally figured out what the issue is with Baby.  Today she said she needed something for her "Space Ship".  Hmmm maybe if she returns to her "home planet" they will give her some de-grumping pills? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids did fairly well considering I dumped myself on the couch today and laid down for most of the day.  I was feeling so crappy.  I am hoping tomorrow is a better day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are coming over to see the kids tomorrow.  They want to give them their valentine gifts. (The crazy mother situation has actually been really good since my big time 'talk' with my Dad before Christmas.  I guess they know how I feel now and that I am not taking any sh*t.  For the first time since I was very young I feel as though a weight has been lifted.  I am very cautious though as I am HOPING things do not go back to the way they were before as that is typically what happens with her.  Oh well I plan on enjoying a half *ss relationship with my parents while it lasts.  I actually have a relationship with my father now, I have never had that before, it's kind of weird.  My mother has actually been showing up to look after the kids when I teach too, even when she had a cold one day???  Maybe she was hit by lightening??? Whatever as long as it lasts for a while!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go... good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3872722542845925587?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3872722542845925587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3872722542845925587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3872722542845925587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3872722542845925587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/378-where-did-this-week-go.html' title='#378 - Where did this week go?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3338187302807458112</id><published>2010-02-09T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I do is complain??</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ok it seems as though all I do these days is complain!  Well after five freaking weeks my cold finally seems to be gone,  but the exhaustion lingers!  So that is my complaint for today!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did work 4 days in a row.... Oooo!  I don't know how you full time moms manage!!!!  5 days would kil me and there would be absolutely no Me time at all,  I really don't think I could manage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the non-complaining side of things I have cleaned up a bunch of stuff in the basement and have moved back into my scrapbooking crazy times!  Lol. I actually managed to get 6 pages done in the last two days!  I probably should have gone to bed last night but I was on a roll!  I am so irritated with being stuck in 2008 that I am on a mission to get caught up!  I do have my 2009 Christmas pics done already though so I am getting there slowly!  I think when I am done 2008 I will be ever so happy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo Notes&lt;br /&gt;The boys did the Valentine thing at school yesterday and had a blast!  I heard about it today!  Guess it takes a day to sink in!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is really working those terrible twos!  I will be happy to move out of the NO phase!  The crab phase!  The irritate the crap outta my brothers phase!  Etc!  Who am I kidding she's a girl I think she was put on this earth to drive us around the rest of the bend!  But I doo love the little pain in my arce!  When she isn't crabbing she can be so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3338187302807458112?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3338187302807458112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3338187302807458112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3338187302807458112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3338187302807458112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-i-do-is-complain.html' title='All I do is complain??'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-380013849290939100</id><published>2010-02-03T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:23:14.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold go away!</title><content type='html'>Today was a teaching day!  Not so bad if I would have at least gotten an hour of sleep last night!  Man do we have sleep issues around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I only stuck my foot in my mouth once today.  Hope no one noticed!  Then it seemed evertime I did something I would break it or it wouldn't work the way I was expecting!  Here is to more sleep tonight and a better day tomorrow.  I starte coughing and have a sore throat again so I am hoping that I do not hit 5 weeks with this miserable thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 kept us up most of he night,  he is busy with the sleep talking/walking.  Almost every 20 minutes until 5 am he was going!  If he wasn't my husband was snoring,  he has a cold and normally doesn't snore but he was making up for it last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great I can hear boy2 going again already and I think the hubby is working on a Forrest of logs!  I think I must knock myself out tonight!  Where is that baseball bat anyway?  Jk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes Mom was here today.  She has actually been pretty good of late, scarry!  But it lead to a bitchy Baby this evening as she had everyone up early!  We still need to teach Grandma to use her inside voice.  She just refuses to get the kids to tone it down or herself for that matter!  Oh well at least she showed up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go,  right after I kick my hubby!  Oh it's going to be a looong night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-380013849290939100?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/380013849290939100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=380013849290939100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/380013849290939100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/380013849290939100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/cold-go-away.html' title='Cold go away!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7077159551062162968</id><published>2010-02-02T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:00.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since when does working 4 days in a row feel like a marathon?</title><content type='html'>So tell me why working four days in a row seems so exhausting? Must be old age or possibly the lack of sleep?  I am starting with 2 days of teaching, then Friday night then all day Saturday at my other job!  Then I get to do it all again next week if my course runs!  I am hoping it runs as we kind of need the money.  That and I am not scheduled any classes in March!  Hopefully I can pick up at least one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo notes&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day around here today!  Everyone was well behaved!  I managed to finish off a few scrapbook pages in the am and sort through a pile of photos I have kicking around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is still very cranky, I think that being 2 is making her happy to be cranky!  She answers any and every question with No so it's a little hard to figure out what she really wants!  She loves to scream loudly when she doesn't get what she wants, but still she refuses to let us in on what she really wants!  Typical woman I guess LOL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are happy that the boys are finally wiping their own butts!  Boy 1 inspects boy2's but to make sure he gets it all!  They are like little women,  they have to go to the bathroom together!  Oh brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby dropped off the paper work at the school yesterday the boys are offically registered in kindergarden in September.  I am very sad!  I am really going to miss them.  No one gets why I am not happy,  I guess with twins you are supposed to want to get them in to school or something?  I just want to enjoy them as much as I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I better get off to bed it's getting late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7077159551062162968?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7077159551062162968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7077159551062162968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7077159551062162968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7077159551062162968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/since-when-does-working-4-days-in-row.html' title='Since when does working 4 days in a row feel like a marathon?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-723538672273816459</id><published>2010-02-01T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly getting better</title><content type='html'>Well I made it to four weeks with thus rotten cold and now it FINALLY seems to be getting better!  I even managed to get some scrapping done today 6 pages!  So I was happy!  I really want to get caught up!  It's ok to be a few months behind but anymore than that is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo Notes&lt;br /&gt;My boys are finally admitting that they are enjoying their pre-school program.  I dropped them off today and away they went.  They were telling their teacher about their motorhome,  not sure if they told her it was Lego though?  They are pretty funny they have to figure out something to tell the teacher every week. We also found out Boy 2 can colour in the lines,  he sure won't do that at home!  I am finding it exhausting to get them to and from school every Monday.  I am thinking it's either the left overs from this cold or how OLD I am!  Bloody infetility has taken a lot out of me too I suppose!  I can't wait until there is only one in a car seat instead of 3!  I wish those darn boys would get heavier!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway off to bed I go!  Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-723538672273816459?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/723538672273816459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=723538672273816459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/723538672273816459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/723538672273816459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/02/slowly-getting-better.html' title='Slowly getting better'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1214065513989629903</id><published>2010-01-24T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>#373 - The good stuff &amp; the deep stuff!</title><content type='html'>What makes me happy?  Reading about another infertility blogger finally bringing home that much wanted baby.  I don't know any of these ladies personally but feel connected through the infertility battle.  I don't always get to comment however I keep watching and praying.  I am not great for words and I don't like to provide advice I just like to let folks know I am thinking of them.  I have only one thing to say... Hang in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never believed that things happened for a reason until my boys came home.  Then I knew why I had to go through everything I went through.  I just had to wait for the right time.  The right little bundles of joy were there I just had to wait until they were ready to come home with me.   I must admit that I would have appreciated not trying for 11 years, but would I be the parent I am today?  I think not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are still out there.. Hang in there.  I can't tell you what the outcome will be or if it will be what you hoped for but I just wish you peace and a happy ending of some kind.  I hope it all makes sense one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I still have this rotten cold... I am wishing it away right now... it was 3 weeks this past Friday since it started so I think it can go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1214065513989629903?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1214065513989629903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1214065513989629903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1214065513989629903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1214065513989629903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/373-good-stuff-deep-stuff.html' title='#373 - The good stuff &amp;amp; the deep stuff!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3794619397362332171</id><published>2010-01-19T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>#372 - Still Sick... still complaining! :)</title><content type='html'>I am sooo far behind that I think I may catch up with myself! :).  I just seem to be getting sicker.  I am hoping in the next few days this cold will start to go.  I am trying to prep for a class this weekend and I am not even half done.  I just don't have enough energy and I have been trying to sleep a bit during the day as I am not getting sleep at night, between the kids and myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are to tired to blog that is just plain annoying!  Hope to be back into the swing of things soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3794619397362332171?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3794619397362332171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3794619397362332171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3794619397362332171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3794619397362332171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/372-still-sick-still-complaining.html' title='#372 - Still Sick... still complaining! :)'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6035856731352296819</id><published>2010-01-13T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>#371 - Sad</title><content type='html'>I am so sad for all the people of Haiti, what a horrible tragedy.  I hope they get the help they need and the supplies they need very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are so quick to say nasty things about my American neighbours maybe they should take note that they stepped up as usual to provide support to people in need!  Here's to all those that are trying to help out from all over the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are with the family's that have lost loved ones...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6035856731352296819?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6035856731352296819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6035856731352296819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6035856731352296819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6035856731352296819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/371-sad.html' title='#371 - Sad'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6475828099211993919</id><published>2010-01-12T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#370 - Really?</title><content type='html'>Apparently it's my blogoversary today...  wow!  4 years and counting... guess I am here for the long haul now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still full of a stupid cold but I managed to get the following done today:&lt;br /&gt;1) clean out 2 - 2 drawer filing cabinets, 2 boxes of files and one file box of files.  Now everything in is in one Filing bucket!  YAY!  (But I have an entire box of shredding! - great! :))   The filing cabinets are going in the garage sale I am having this spring so that will make for a little more room in the house!&lt;br /&gt;2) took the Christmas Tree down (finally... hey I have been busy! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to stop procrastinating and get back to working on my contract work and I need to get ready for my next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can someone tell me why it costs $20 to ship two markers to Canada?  I wanted to get 2 copic markers from a site in the US but it costs more to ship them then to buy them... bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a busy blogversary day and I didn't even know it was a day to celebrate!  (Hmphf... and I have wine in the fridge!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well I survived another drop off at play school.  I had to leave with two boys attached to my legs (and when I say attached I mean ATTACHED).  One of the teachers called me to tell me they were fine before I even got 4 steps away from the door (She didn't want me to worry and she wanted me to have a nice morning... what a sweetie.  I think I am going to have to write the county a letter about what a great program this is when we are done)   I spent my morning with a sick girly, rocking in the chair.  (Now I know why people choose to have one child, it was bliss! :) )  The boys were happy to see me when I picked them up.  They had fun until we got home, then it was time to try to make Mom feel bad.  Little Monkeys!  Oh yes and Boy1 told Grandma that I LEFT them at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.  I interrupted Baby today.  I found her getting the potty ready to use, when I showed up and asked her if she wanted my help she decided she didn't want to go.  Miss Independent, makes me wonder if I had never walked by what would have happened?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6475828099211993919?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6475828099211993919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6475828099211993919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6475828099211993919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6475828099211993919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/370-really.html' title='#370 - Really?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4475659319192945134</id><published>2010-01-07T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>#369 - Sick already?</title><content type='html'>I have been keeping out of trouble these days.  I am all prepared for my next class that runs this weekend and I am busy working on the on-line site for the store that I work at.  Oh yes and I trying to get the basement back together after the furnace install and clean some stuff out while I am at it.  Since I didn't have enough projects on the go already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got a boxing day sale all setup yesterday.  I got a new printer for printing on 12*12 paper.  It was a really good price and they have been around for a while and have good reviews.  Next time I am going to check into the price of ink cartridges first of all.  I heard that it was going to be a little pricey but I almost died when I checked out the prices today!  Well I am going to keep count of my pages and see how it goes.  It's still cheaper than having them printed, thank goodness! :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is back to working 5 days a week again... YEY!  Going to looove that 20% pay increase, especially after Christmas! On a sad note a shop where he used to work decided to shut down and a bunch of his friends are going to be out of work at a bad time where there is no work.  I don't envy anyone who looses their jobs, especially in this crappy economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby just went back to work today (??? next time I am booking his vacation for him... why take all this time off in the winter when all you do is complain about having too much to do in the summer and no time off??? MEN! :) )  I am SSOSOOOOOO glad he is back at work, he is driving me nuts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the first day of their pre-school program.  There was 2 sick, snotty kids there... so all 3 of mine are now sick.  And so it starts!  :)  I hope they build up their little immune systems quickly!  Makes me very happy that I did get them the H1N1 vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I was crying after I left them at the place.  I didn't expect that, it's not even school.  I am SOOOO dreading that day!  I didn't think it would be so difficult to leave your kids with someone you don't know.  It was a horrible feeling.  I kind of snuck out on them too.  (They were not impressed.  The boys were not there regular self the rest of the day.  They also would not admit to having fun and they just had sad little faces all afternoon.  They were playing me, they knew I felt bad for just leaving.)  I hate not know what things they did or how they did.  Man it's tough to 'let go'.  They told me they are not going back and that was not fun.  Next Monday should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew a 4 year old could be such a turkey?  Boy2 was sad faced, complete with the lip sticking out all of the afternoon.  So he was playing quietly and got really sad again.  So I wanted to talk to him.  I asked him what was wrong.  He just looked at me with these puppy dog eyes and the saddest face you ever saw.  (Don't feel bad for him just yet).  So finally I got it out of him.  He said he was scared at school.  So I started telling him the usually mom stuff.  Then the little sh*t starts laughing and says Sorry Mom.  He was pulling my leg, playing me like a cheap violin.  Four years old and he already knows how to yank my chain.  I am so screwed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I hated that I couldn't be with them I also feel like it was very traumatic for them to be just 'dumped' off.  I did feel bad about that part and I think it was very hard for them.  Do they have to grow up so darn fast.  I am just not ready for this school thing.  Letting my sweet boys out into the real world just doesn't sound like a sane thing to do these days! :)  I keep trying to be positive that this is good for them and that I can spend some special time with my daughter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I am off to bed... good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy#2 said they have to go back to school because 'We live in a dictatorship and Mom's the boss!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4475659319192945134?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4475659319192945134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4475659319192945134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4475659319192945134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4475659319192945134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/369-sick-already.html' title='#369 - Sick already?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-774262792714305490</id><published>2010-01-01T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#368 - How Pathetic</title><content type='html'>Well I am hoping everyone had a marvelous New Year's celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working all day and I am still working at 12:30am (sad and pathetic I know). Hubby went to bed at 10:30pm. I really wanted to get this course finished LAST year, but I guess it's to late now!  I might as well put my sorry arce in bed now!  (At least approximately 92% of my course materials are ready now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a craptastic evening to go with my craptastic day.  Hubby had a shore shoulder today so he was in a foul mood all day.  Take some effing Tylenol and cheer up!  He was barking at the kids when I was trying to work so I was trying to keep the peace.  Then he felt a little better and he was in an even fouler mood as he didn't get anything done today.  Lets just make everyone miserable then dear.  On the bright side, it won't take much to make the start of the New Year a little better now will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-774262792714305490?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/774262792714305490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=774262792714305490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/774262792714305490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/774262792714305490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2010/01/368-how-pathetic.html' title='#368 - How Pathetic'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4205809131398728242</id><published>2009-12-30T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>#367 - Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Life has been crazy and work is getting nutzo!  I took a few days to relax so now it's back at it.  Like I say I must be really wicked since they say there is no rest for the wicked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO/CHRISTMAS NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is dedicated to HOPE... hope that things will change for those still suffering through infertility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years ago if anyone had of told me that we would have an amazing Christmas like we just had I would have probably wanted to slug and or mame that person.  I can't believe how much things have changed.  We went from feeling so sad at Christmas to truly enjoying it over the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was spent baking with the kids, talking to Elfie, our elf on the shelf and generally getting ready for the big guy in the red suit.  We even took a moment to walk around the yard with the kids and we delivered a Christmas Card and some home made Nuts 'N Bolts to our neighbour (they have been married for 25 years plus, no kids... hmmm I wonder?).  I even managed to get some family pics out in the snow at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Morning was that of a dream, you know the one you have before you have children... The one you dream of while torturing yourself going through infertility treatments, you know the one I mean if you have been unfortunate enough to have been there done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the kids wait in their room before they came out.  We had the cameras and video cameras ready to go!  They came out and walked right past their Santa Gifts.  Didn't even see them!  Too funny!  Then they quietly looked around and we had to 'clue' them in.  No hyper craziness (I enjoyed that part! :) )  They were so wide eyed, especially Baby she was in a daze.   The kids enjoyed their toys and opened one gift at a time.  It took most of the day and we had supper at home so their was no rush.  The kids were so good it was kind of scary! :)  The evening finished off with 2 four yr olds boxing on the Wii... it was quite a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4205809131398728242?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4205809131398728242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4205809131398728242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4205809131398728242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4205809131398728242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/367-busy-busy.html' title='#367 - Busy Busy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7632484461572747147</id><published>2009-12-22T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>Are you freaking serious!</title><content type='html'>So it just goes to show some people just don't get it... My kids Christmas gifts arrived from some relatives this weekend... well guess what they were in a bag from Thyme Maternity.  Excuse me while I throw up!  (My Aunt probably got something for my newly knocked up Cousin's daughter for Christmas and yippee I got the bag)  She had to quit school because she got PG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have just been kicked in the gut....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7632484461572747147?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7632484461572747147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7632484461572747147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7632484461572747147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7632484461572747147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-freaking-serious.html' title='Are you freaking serious!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1284279647233698482</id><published>2009-12-18T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#365 - Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>It was a busy day....  Trying to get ready for the family coming on Sunday. (What was I thinking!)  Well at least my house will be clean and all the 'stuff' will be done before Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... &lt;br /&gt;Get up, have breakfast, get the other 2 kids up&lt;br /&gt;Make gingerbread houses (too much fun!  Even Baby &amp; Dad was right into it!)&lt;br /&gt;Clean up mess&lt;br /&gt;Clean 1 of 3 bathrooms (yuck)&lt;br /&gt;Do Laundry&lt;br /&gt;Have Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Put Laundry away&lt;br /&gt;Wrap presents&lt;br /&gt;Work on checkered flags on boys wall (almost done)&lt;br /&gt;Supper&lt;br /&gt;Bake Lemon Cheese Squares&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Clean up Toys (again! :) ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday there was more fun time with the kids... Colouring and making Christmas decorations.  So pretty much my house isn't spotless and I don't care as I got to enjoy some quality time with my kiddos!  It makes me happy that I have been able to work weird hours to stay home and have extra time with the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to new traditions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1284279647233698482?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1284279647233698482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1284279647233698482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1284279647233698482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1284279647233698482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/365-busy-busy.html' title='#365 - Busy Busy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-397496677576039909</id><published>2009-12-16T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>All sorts of stuff!!</title><content type='html'>December is one of those bittersweet/emotional/wonderful/sad months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It takes me back to my child hood and Christmas's back then.  My memories of grumpy parents where every gift was 'nice'... butttt.  Oh and the mounds and mounds of toys I received and didn't even want.&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of all the years there wasn't any gifts under the tree for that baby we so desperately wanted (94-04)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of our first visit to the IVF clinic which is/was 4 hours away (2003)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of the loss of my grandmother (Dec 12, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of the first time I heard the words 'Your Pregnant'  (Dec 12, 2004) To be exact it was "It looks like you are Pregnant" (I wondered what the frig that meant at the time. I actually asked the nurse what "LOOKS LIKE" meant.)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of my first Christmas with my boys (2005)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of my first Christmas with my daughter (2007)&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of moving to this crappy house (2007) and missing my old house and all the wonder decorations I had room for&lt;br /&gt;... it reminds me of the first steps my daughter took (Dec 12, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least it reminds me of how lucky I am to have this wonderful family and that my Children are all healthy and happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a Happy December and Hang in there if you are still in the trenches of infertility....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;We have been a we bit sleep deprived around here.  All three kids are sick.  They seem to have the timing down so at least one of them is up at all times the last 3 nights.  I am not sure how I am still functioning?  I have been busy, between extended hours at work, painting the boys mural, Christmas cards and getting ready for a houseful on Sunday.  I just hope I am not the next one to be sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a reprieve in the weather.  The highest we got to on Saturday was -30c (-22F) and Sunday morning it was -37c (-34.6F).  We also set a record one night on the weekend of -46c (-50.8F).  WOWSERS that's nasty... and no that is not regular temps for this part of the country!  Thank goodness for remote starters is all I am saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and Boy1 is learning to draw all sorts of cool things... He drew Bounce from Mrs. Spiders Sunny Patch.  Had the big smiley face.  The legs were coming out of the top instead of the bottom, but I thought it was pretty cool.  (Not as cool as his first potato head that he drew, as they were laughing so hard it was hilarious. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tomorrow more cleaning.. yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-397496677576039909?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/397496677576039909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=397496677576039909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/397496677576039909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/397496677576039909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-sorts-of-stuff.html' title='All sorts of stuff!!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3712891787992741907</id><published>2009-12-10T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>#362 - Yippe and a small tear!</title><content type='html'>Yippee!  I was so excited that the last time I went out shopping I finally was able to get a hold of the new Always Infinity 'napkins'.  I was lucky enough to be able to preview these and have been impatiently waiting for them to come to a store near me.  Finally!  Seriously who new feminine hygiene products would EVER make me happy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else have I been up to?  Still making Xmas gifts and I started painting the wall in my boys room and some unfinished walls in the basement.  Am I freaking crazy?  YES!  I have changed my mind in the boys room.  I am not doing just the checked black and white wall anymore.  Now it's a grey border with a big white rectangle in the middle.  The white rectangle is going to be stripped in the nascar logo colours and I am going to hand paint two waving checkered flags in the middle.  I am going to get the rest of the paint tomorrow (even though I can't afford it! Bad me)  I just want to get it all done!  I promise I will post a pic when I am done (that's if it looks good that is!)  Oh heck if it's crap I may even share as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear we have over a foot of snow on our lawn now!  WOW there is a tonne of that crap out there! :)  I do love it I must admit (good thing since I live in Winter Wonderland)  however I do not like to drive in if the roads are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;So if you are wondering about the tears... I finally got Baby's first hair cut today.  At 2 1/2 it's way past time!   I can't believe it's my last first hair cut!  It was a sad but good moment, she really needed a hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids did great as we were all Shaggy today.  5 hair cuts and 2 hours and they played really well for all that time.    Don't worry they were rotten when they got home... they had to make up for it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3712891787992741907?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3712891787992741907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3712891787992741907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3712891787992741907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3712891787992741907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/362-yippe-and-small-tear.html' title='#362 - Yippe and a small tear!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4368721442774711262</id><published>2009-12-06T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#361 - Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>Well it was a FROSTY one today -19 C.  I saw something I have never seen the in winter before, a Rainbow.  It was way to frosty for water so it must have been an Icy rainbow?  It was very cool! (We were in the car and Boy1 was talking  about a rainbow, we thought he was 'seeing' things, apparently we weren't! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to about a foot and a half of snow in 2 days and some frosty weather... maybe now it's time to get that outdoor skating rink started?  (I suppose that means I will have to buy some skates... I am sure that skating after all these years will be painful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4368721442774711262?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4368721442774711262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4368721442774711262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4368721442774711262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4368721442774711262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/361-have-you-ever.html' title='#361 - Have you ever?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8245815730831867683</id><published>2009-12-04T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#360 - Snow, string, and high pitched noise</title><content type='html'>Well today we woke up to snow, falling gently.  By the end of the day we are talking 8 to 12 inches and drifts of 3 or 4 feet with the nasty wind!   Now yes I live in Canada but this was a bad storm.  Usually we don't get this much snow all at once.  Well I was supposed to go to a meeting at the college that I teach at, so I called and let them know I was not coming in.    No way I was driving in the snow with all the idiots on the roads around here!  Winter comes EVERY year and still people have no idea how to slow down when the nasty roads hit.    I also think if you did not grow up and learn to drive in this part of the country that you should have to take a winter driving lesson/test.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to sneak out of my other job tonight so I had the whole day off!  Well then it lead me to some ADHD.  My plans had changed and I didn't know what to do with myself.  So what did I do, started a whole bunch of projects.  Did I finish any?  NO! :) So I started to 'dig' out my Christmas decorations (missing my old house again, had one cupboard just for xmas stuff and I didn't have to move a bunch of junk to get it out).  I got my hubby (he's back to 4 days a week again... ugg) to hang some shelfs on a wall downstairs (for pictures) and I put up some of our stuff that has been waiting since we moved in to go up on the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug out some Christmas gift stuff and thought about wrapping some (but that thought passed!)  Then it was on to putting some stuff on the walls, then to my scrapbook, then to stamping, then to my computer to print out some calendars I made, then back to do some assembly on my calendars... ADHD much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of calendars... I decided to make some nice calendars for the family.  You know the ones that fit in CD cases.  Well it seemed like a good idea at the time.  12 months times 6 calendars.  Then I had to pre-cut each of them, then cut them with my smaller trimmer so that's 12*6*4*4... 1152 cuts... plus a few extra for touch ups.  Then there was the CD cases I bought, they are missing the little clear piece on the bottom that holds the calendar in... so I am going to have to try and swap for some cases that I have stuff in.  Sheesh so much for my in-expensive quick gifts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I have to brave the roads and head into work.  At least it should be fairly quiet out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes the peace has ended and the screaming and fits have come back.  Ohhh I didn't not miss those at all.  Boy1 is embracing anger these days.  Anything doesn't go his way he Screams so loud it's deafening.   It is very hard to deal with as it really hits a nerve or 10!  I am trying to stay calm as getting mad just makes it worse.  But the little bugger has my stubbornness and will scream and scream and scream.  He has gone back to flailing around too (greattt!)   Tonight he screamed for 2 1/2 hours because he got cold water instead of room temperature water...    I think I will be counting to 10 a lot  (now if only I could get the other 2 to stop joining in with the screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Baby has joined in with the screaming now too... what's a parent to do?  I know buy ear plugs until they grow out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Boy2 and his moods... oh boy one never knows if he is going to be happy or pouting... it changes sometimes from second to second.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring back my peace!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh yes and then there is string... Baby's mitts are going to be attached to one another next time we go out!  So on Thursday I met hubby to do our shopping at the bit Walmart supercenter.  When we got to the car one of Baby's mitts was missing.   So hubby headed off with the kids and I went for a walk.  Did I mention that it was a supercenter?  Well I went and re-walked the entire store.  I mentioned that it was a supercenter right?  I retraced all our steps and I was moving.  I even asked in a few departments if anyone found a little mitt.   On my way out I stopped at customer service.  Nothing, nadda, zip!  No sign of the mitt (I got a lot of exercise though)   Well as I was heading back out to the car, hubby called to let me know that he had found the mitt under Boy1's butt in the car seat.   You are probably wondering why I was worried about one little mitt?  Well my MIL knitted it, it is a cute little white one with pink trim.  I just couldn't bear loosing one.  So next time they are getting attached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the supercenter wasn't a lot of fun (Except the money I spent!  We needed some stuff and it got expensive... well at least my xmas shopping is done).  When I met up with hubby the boys went off with him and the girl stayed with me.  She was half asleep and just adorable.  She was so good and we had so much fun shopping.   Yet another one of those special moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8245815730831867683?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8245815730831867683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8245815730831867683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8245815730831867683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8245815730831867683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/360-snow-string-and-high-pitched-noise.html' title='#360 - Snow, string, and high pitched noise'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5722155715643689743</id><published>2009-12-02T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#359 - Seriously?</title><content type='html'>Well I found out the 'rest' of the story this evening.  I went to a scrapbooking retreat a few weekends ago and the HAG from the store was bad mouthing me to the owner.  I think she was pissed off because I wasn't doing her job for her.  Talk to the hand chicky poo!  (oh ya and don't eff with me I am smarter than you and you won't win! Oh and did I mention I will eff with your mind if you keep the bs up! &lt;- evil me speaking! :) )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of confronting her but why bother.  She is going to blame me for whatever she wants anyway.  Oh well I might as well has some fun and mess with her head for a while! :)  LOL  I am sooo glad this is just a part time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I am off to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5722155715643689743?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5722155715643689743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5722155715643689743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5722155715643689743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5722155715643689743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/359-seriously.html' title='#359 - Seriously?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3615678215481563145</id><published>2009-12-01T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>#358 - Lost</title><content type='html'>Why is that when I am not running around with my hair on fire and having too much to do that I just feel lost?  It was kind of a lazy day today as I could not quite figure out what I wanted to work on.  I had some time with the kids which was wonderful and I had some time to do a little bit of something/anything.  So what did I do?  Nothing!  Well I guess I managed to get some laundry put away and a few things cleaned up in the 'computer cabinet from H E double hockey sticks  (H*ll in case you were wondering)'.  This evening I even managed to clean up some stuff in the kitchen and start working on the digital Calendars that I am making for Christmas.  Hmm I guess I did more than I thought?  I should have started dragging out my Xmas decorations or something though???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get lost when I am not way to busy... I wonder why that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFERTILITY...&lt;br /&gt;There must be something in the air?  Maybe it's because this used to be such a sensitive time of year for me?  I don't know?  I have recently realized something though.  I realized today that babies no longer bother me (YEY for healing); however pregnant women still get me in the gut so-to-speak.  So this year we are spending time at home so we can have some family time and so that I can avoid my cousins Pregnant daughter (and all the gushing that goes with that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose after 11 years of eating/sleeping/breathing/praying/begging/being angry with regards to infertility a few short years is not enough time to have let it all go and just be part of the past.  I suppose in someways it was such a part of our lives for so long that it has shaped me as I have grown, now I just have to move past the 'bad stuff'.  I suppose I don't ever want to forget what I went through though as it was a very important part of my life.  I want to use the strength and patience that I have gained from those days every day to deal with the things that are not so easy in life.  I want to remember what NOT to say to others and I want to be able to support anyone that needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE....&lt;br /&gt;I have hope...  almost every blogger that I have followed has achieved the dream of parenthood in one way or another.  Here is praying that our children never have to worry about infertility...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3615678215481563145?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3615678215481563145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3615678215481563145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3615678215481563145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3615678215481563145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/12/358-lost.html' title='#358 - Lost'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1434432618015770108</id><published>2009-11-30T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#357 - I can't even get disowned properly</title><content type='html'>Well apparently H*ell has frozen over (either that or my mother is FINALLY medicated!)  She has been nice twice.  That's more than in the last two years put together.   I thought they had enough of us?  The peace lasted one whole week, and now they are calling again.  She has actually been nice twice, but I am not holding my breath.  I am sure she will go back to being 'her' very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infertility SUCKS...&lt;br /&gt;One of my cousins kids just announced her new PG.  She is quitting school in December (she can't continue as she is doing some horse training thing.)  Her and her boyfriend are really happy (now that the shock has worn off).  Why do I care is what I would like to know, why does it still hurt to hear this stuff?  I was really enjoying the fact that no one was married or planning to have any kids any time soon.  Apparently the pangs of IF are still cropping up.... :(   Nobody in the family 'gets' why this kind of stuff still bothers me, they all think I am nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;They ALWAYS want Dad, when he is home, when he isn't home.  It's not just one or two it's all freaking three of them.  So that means I am a) the most un-fun mom EVER or b)I suck as a mom.  It makes me feel crappy that's for sure!  To top it off the hubby has got Baby saying she is 'Dad's Girl' and if I ask her if she is "mom's girl" she yells "NO, Dad's girl".  Meeeennn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy #1 is fascinated by scissors.  He likes to cut paper up (my new paper shredder! :)  )  Today he learned how to cut around a shape, he was VERY proud!  Baby is still mad I won't give her scissors!   Boy #2 likes to cut paper up too, but mostly when his brother does it then he has to! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1434432618015770108?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1434432618015770108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1434432618015770108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1434432618015770108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1434432618015770108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/357-i-can-even-get-disowned-properly.html' title='#357 - I can&amp;#39;t even get disowned properly'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3116652609602271422</id><published>2009-11-27T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#356 - Sleepy!</title><content type='html'>Yup I was up to late last night... rotten computer!  It is almost fixed... have a few glitchy things to resolve!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had troubles getting through my class this morning... I was a bit over tired from the computer thing last night.  Serves me right... so I got my act together and dug down to find some energy and give my all to the class.  I have no idea what the student comments were like this time as they have gone to an online form.  A summary of the feedback would be nice... but nothing.  It's a new system so I suppose there are some things to 'work out'.  I imagine it was developed in house so I am hoping some improvements will come very soon! :)    (I like feedback... mostly the good stuff! HA HA!  However the 'other' stuff helps me improve!  The good stuff just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy and probably makes me think that I am better than I am! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wait for an install to complete and I shall be off to bed soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hope you folks got out and had some fun shopping today!   Not my idea of fun, busy stores!  However the sales are a nice treat.  We have to wait for Boxing day (the day after Christmas for our sales I would much rather have the BIG one before Christmas to get some of those presents that people will be expecting))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3116652609602271422?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3116652609602271422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3116652609602271422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3116652609602271422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3116652609602271422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/356-sleepy.html' title='#356 - Sleepy!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7695872261309250235</id><published>2009-11-26T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#355 - That gives me an idea!</title><content type='html'>I think I should start celebrating American Thanksgiving too!  A reason to have more turkey sounds good to me besides I have a lot to be thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of a friend today who has a handicapped daughter who is very ill and is currently in the hospital...  I am so very lucky to have 3 healthy children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7695872261309250235?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7695872261309250235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7695872261309250235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7695872261309250235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7695872261309250235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/355-that-gives-me-idea.html' title='#355 - That gives me an idea!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8536754809189595565</id><published>2009-11-26T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#374-It is official I have lost my mind</title><content type='html'>So what is wrong with me people?  I guess I missed my old career so much that now I am writing programs just for fun?  What is that all about anyway, not like I am bored!!!   I have decided to write a POS (point of sale) system for the store that I work at.  I am going to make it customizable enough so that I can possibly market it though.  Hopefully I can make a few bucks from it!  Time will tell I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loosing my mind I am sure of it!  Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8536754809189595565?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8536754809189595565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8536754809189595565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8536754809189595565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8536754809189595565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/374-it-is-official-i-have-lost-my-mind.html' title='#374-It is official I have lost my mind'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2080032431253693565</id><published>2009-11-25T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#354 - Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well I wanted to wish all my American friends a Happy Thanksgiving!  (And have fun shopping on Friday) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about Thanksgiving because we are reaping the benefits of a bunch of sales at Michael's craft stores!  (Got a few new cricut cartridges today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Man I really should take the kids out more though... that has got to be some kind of weight loss plan?  In the car out of the car, and those rotten child seats, good thing they are safe or I would complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and last night was nightmare night... and tonight was sleep walking night... oh my so much for sleeping through the night again. Boy2 has been a busy little dude at night, lets hope it's a QUICK phase!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2080032431253693565?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2080032431253693565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2080032431253693565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2080032431253693565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2080032431253693565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/354-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='#354 - Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1433391294591748084</id><published>2009-11-25T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#353-computers=grumpy</title><content type='html'>Arrg,  my photo library and all my work is toast !  I sure hope I figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my course and handouts ready for thursday!  I really would have rather had a nap thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!  Time to go to sleep before I throw the computer out the patio door (2 expenses that I can not afford right now!  Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1433391294591748084?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1433391294591748084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1433391294591748084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1433391294591748084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1433391294591748084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/353-computersgrumpy.html' title='#353-computers=grumpy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5566631349601267249</id><published>2009-11-23T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#352-yikes!</title><content type='html'>I am am still a little tired from my weekend!  My son woke me up at 10:20 am saying "mom mom get up!  Baby is awake!". Poor boy1 was probably up around 8am, what a horrible mom I am!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am off to bed so my kids don't have to wake me up in the morning!  I think this is the first time ever that I have slept through their noises!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5566631349601267249?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5566631349601267249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5566631349601267249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5566631349601267249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5566631349601267249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/352-yikes.html' title='#352-yikes!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5788139426862424836</id><published>2009-11-22T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#351-56!!</title><content type='html'>Scrapbooking retreat was great!&lt;br /&gt;56 pages done!  Exhausted!  Up until 4am last night!  Missed the family but glad to be getting more done!  Next project, sleep then getting ready to teach Thursday and Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5788139426862424836?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5788139426862424836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5788139426862424836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5788139426862424836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5788139426862424836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/351-56.html' title='#351-56!!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6384442533494951243</id><published>2009-11-19T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:12.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#350 - Yey!</title><content type='html'>Well I think my computer is back to normal... maybe even better than it was before! :)  YEY!   I am way behind on my course though!  Oh well it will have to wait until Monday!  I am going Scrapbookin this weekend!  A retreat, no mother, no kids, and the food is prepared for you!  Woot Woot!  (Although I must admit I will miss the kiddos!)  I am going with friends, but I may take some headphones to listen to music... just call me anti-social.  Well I am there to WORK and get some albums caught up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my job for tomorrow is to finish packing (funny I have pretty much all the scrappy stuff done... now for my clothes, toothbrush etc! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head out tomorrow afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6384442533494951243?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6384442533494951243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6384442533494951243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6384442533494951243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6384442533494951243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/350-yey.html' title='#350 - Yey!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3603861631133744809</id><published>2009-11-18T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#349 - Arrrgg... computers</title><content type='html'>Well in trying to do something to fix something else I totally messed up my computer... I have spent most of the afternoon trying to fix it!  Arrrggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously cutting into my work time!  What a mess!  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frickin frackin computers!  I can seriously mash up anyone I touch!  There is no software safe from crashing HARD when I am around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a grumpy girl!  I think she likes being two.  She is going through the 'howling' stage.  You know when they just squawk for no reason, only she pretty much does it all day! :) Oh ya and her dad thinks it's funny that when we ask if she is Mom's girl she says "NO - Dad's girl!"  Rotten Child. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am impressed at the deductive reasoning that Boy1 has.  I am not sure if it is normal at this age, but it shocks me how he can put things together.  I had a stack of DVD's (that my computer won't read... arg!) sitting beside my computer.  My son says are these DVD's (We don't really watch or talk about DVD's around here so I am not really sure when he figured that one out).  Then he asked me if they were for my computer or the TV?  Seriously maybe we do have one smart one here! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh that Boy1... what is it with boys and 'adjusting' their man parts?  Drives me insane.  Well Boy1 was doing an adjustment today and I asked him if something was wrong.  Well I got an answer... he said "My willie is stuck to my leg".  I told him if he needed to adjust things that he should do it in the bathroom, no one wants to watch him adjust.  I wonder if there is any hope... I am thinking not, but a mom's gotta try right?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 is just my hanging around guy... he loves to be sitting beside me.  Unless of course Dad is home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to fight with my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# of days since Mom has spoken to me:  (I am just interested in how long this lasts!)&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3603861631133744809?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3603861631133744809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3603861631133744809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3603861631133744809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3603861631133744809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/349-arrrgg-computers.html' title='#349 - Arrrgg... computers'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6393622454420106656</id><published>2009-11-17T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#348 - Relief</title><content type='html'>I never thought that my parents not wanting anything to do with me (well that's my interpretation anyway) would make me feel such a sense of peace and relief.  Like I said I barely said anything to my Dad but I am just glad to be done with it for now.  I know they don't accept any responsibility in all this and I just don't care anymore.  I used to worry about this day all the time who knew it would be a sense of relief instead of more pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the cycle is going to stop with me.  But I am so worried about the future.  I don't know what it's like to be in a healthy family.  It is possible right?  It is possible to bring up well adjusted kids that possibly will not hate their parents right?  Can you tell I am terrified of what lies ahead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I am enjoying the peace I am quite sure my mother can't leave it this way so who knows what will happen next.  Well now she has something to tell everyone and harp on the whole Poor Me thing so I am sure she will be in her glory for the foreseeable future.  Me, I am going to enjoy life and my kids and not having to put up with her constant drama... maybe I can heal up some of the deep wounds too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's on to packing for my Scrapbooking Retreat this weekend.  I was thinking that I was going to feel sh*tty for a long time but the relief is such a welcome emotion.  Now I am somewhat sad but I know I couldn't fix anything anyway... so on to my retreat (Oh ya and some re-work on the next class I am teaching!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6393622454420106656?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6393622454420106656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6393622454420106656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6393622454420106656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6393622454420106656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/348-relief.html' title='#348 - Relief'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7773642429829552241</id><published>2009-11-16T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>#347 - Yet another lovely day around here...</title><content type='html'>Well I think my parents have disowned me... why because I spoke up for myself.  No more pushing me around and making me feel guilty for what they have done.  I guess they don't like that.  They think I tell everyone all sorts of 'bad' stuff about them and they 'hear' stuff all the time.  Hmmm I think I talk about my kids all the time because ya know what Mom you are NOT the center of my universe my family is.  Maybe if people from all over the place are tell you the same thing you should take a look at yourself??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my father that I am getting sick and tired of being blamed for what other people say.  He told me it was too personal that I must have told these supposed 'people' 'things'.  I of course have no freaking idea.  My mother tends to bend reality and I am not even privy to the details so I cannot stick up for myself anyway.  I said if I have said anything I am not apologizing for it because I was hurt.  (Apparently their actions are all perfect I guess.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that based on what he has said he has no idea who I am (and obviously given that he was never around he has no idea what that woman has put me through).  Not that they think they ever have done anything wrong.  It just me I am the bad one cause I have said 'stuff' to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm we never saw my dad's family because Mom had issues with his sister and his step mom (granted she was a little on the different side.)???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids deserve more, I deserve more and unless they can take responsibility for their own actions I am done with the crap.   If they choose to not be in our lives it is there loss, all I know is the first time in my life I feel free.  The thing is I didn't even say one eight of how I feel I only touched on a very few things.  Maybe now there can be some peace because life is pretty good until she is around or calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support... you gals are the best and that's why I keep on blogging!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- my kiddos.  &lt;br /&gt;- my hubby, he is there for me when the going gets rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME SAD&lt;br /&gt;- the fact that parents think it's ok to treat me the way they have and do&lt;br /&gt;- the only grandparents that can stand me are a 5,000 miles away.  &lt;br /&gt;- some day my kids are going to ask me why we don't go to grandma and grandpas anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7773642429829552241?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7773642429829552241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7773642429829552241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7773642429829552241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7773642429829552241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/347-yet-another-lovely-day-around-here.html' title='#347 - Yet another lovely day around here...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6302645726398819368</id><published>2009-11-15T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#346 -from bad to worse!</title><content type='html'>Well I thought I better call my mother today!  I guess I am truly a sucker for punnishment!  Well Dad answered as Mom was to upset.  So all of a sunddenit went from something  one of my friends said to things people have said aout them.  That apparently I must have said to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad told me that I was not to talk to anyone about our family issues.  (but it's ok for them to tell anyone that will listen that we went through IVF, among other things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and they are afraid to say anything because we may not let them see the kids.  Again probably one of moms rantings that I am getting blamed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just feeling empty inside, I am beyond hurt, and I know that nothing I say will do anything but make the situation worse.  Oh yes and I was reminded of everyting that they did for me growing up( I didn't know buying stuff classed one as a good parent). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always twist things around and make me feel like it's all my fault.  I was shaking inside most of the day.  I feel like the most horrible daughter ever.  I wish I was never born into that family because the pain just keeps getting worse.  I feel like a pics of me has been damaged beyond repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you walk away from your family? Enough is enough I can't take the fact that I get blamed for everything anymore.   They are like a cancer that is eating my insides,  I just don't know what to do.   I don't want to deal with the drama anymore. Why do I feel guilty about hating my parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so hurt and confused I just don't even want to deal with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6302645726398819368?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6302645726398819368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6302645726398819368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6302645726398819368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6302645726398819368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/346-from-bad-to-worse.html' title='#346 -from bad to worse!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7965754135612476085</id><published>2009-11-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#345 - :(</title><content type='html'>Well so much for my good day scrapbooking.  Crazy Lady (aka My mother) decided to come out (at the last minute as per usual) so I made a spot for her.    Well I guess she wasn't the center of attention so she had to do something about it.  After lunch we were all talking about stuff and I just casually mentioned about Christmas.  I said we are probably going to skip her sisters this year (due to feeling like we were invisible the last TWO family occasions).  I never said anything nasty.  Then a friend of mine said that I should do what I wanted.  Well Crazy Lady flipped out... she says "Well I guess we should just stay at home then".... hmm no one said anything about you woman.  She makes things up in her little brain all the time.  I said "no one said that".  Then there was nothing.  Then about 10 minutes later she starts crying, gets up and says " I am going home".  We were all kind of looking around like what the heck just happened there.  She says "I came here to enjoy myself, not get stressed".  WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That woman needs to get out of the house more, she is getting more messed up every time I see her.  I figure she is just jealous that I have friends.  That's been her M.O. my entire life.  Anytime I had a good friend she would do something to make me think that person was mean/didn't like her... etc.  But I am onto her sh*t now so I don't let it destroy my friendships.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick to f*cking death of her drama.  She seriously needs to be medicated or something?  The worst part is my Dad buys her pile of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling ill all afternoon because I know I am going to 'get it'.  I am sure she will be pissed I didn't call her tonight.  I just don't want to deal with her crap anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that frigging woman is SO bent on not upsetting the apple cart with her sister that I come Dead last after that entire family and their friends.   Some day she is going to regret all the bridges she has burned with her own immediate family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am just upset that she ruined the freaking day.  I was really enjoying my friends.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That woman has taken more from me than she has ever given and for that I will never forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got to rock my daughter before bed tonight.... I hope that I never do anything to make her feel like my mother makes me feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7965754135612476085?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7965754135612476085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7965754135612476085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7965754135612476085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7965754135612476085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/345.html' title='#345 - :('/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1492585209297533973</id><published>2009-11-13T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#345-I really should be in bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So what does a good blogger do when they have not posted yet today and they really should be in bed?  Why blog of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of people coming over to scrapbook tomorrow and I had to make a sample to show them how to make something.  So intead of going to bed afterwork what am I doing. Coming up with an idea of course!!!  Good thing I am feeling a little more energetic these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy1 is continuing to test my/the limits!  How far can I go before mom busts a vessel!  The worst part is the little bugger wakes me up about 5 times a night, and as of last night he talks in his sleep!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Boy2 wakes up everyday saying "Mom Boy1 woke me up again".  Poor kid!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I am not sure how I have any energy right now I am lucky if I get 3 or 4 hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my rocking in the chair tonight with Baby. :(. Sometimes working in the evening really stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is scrapbooking, sunday card making!  Do you think hubby will survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1492585209297533973?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1492585209297533973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1492585209297533973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1492585209297533973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1492585209297533973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/345-i-really-should-be-in-bed.html' title='#345-I really should be in bed!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5312493941656979910</id><published>2009-11-12T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>#344 - Making Progress</title><content type='html'>Well I am making some progress on my latest en-devour.  (I am also keeping out of trouble and not sleeping much too!  Ugg) On the bright side some of my energy has come back and I am feeling much better.  I knew I felt crappy but until I started to feel better I didn't realize how crappy I was actually feeling... H1N1 possibly or a weird cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am glad I have energy to clear the dishes after supper now... it was that bad!  I though I was just getting really lazy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy trying to plan the cards I want to make for Christmas.  I will be going over to a friends place on Sunday (after a day of scrapbooking here on Saturday).  Hubby will be impressed I am sure!  Especially since I go on a retreat the following weekend! I am sooo bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- Figuring out a new software package and the language that goes with it! :) Yey my brain still works!&lt;br /&gt;- Having a lot more energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well so far so good the kids have not caught whatever I had!  Thank Goodness.  They are pretty healthy eaters (most of the time) so I am sure that helps a bit?  (That and my tub of hand sanitizer that I was literally bathing in every day! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my extra work the last two days the kids have been a bit out of control.  Boy1 knows when to act up, when Mom is on the Phone or when Mom is busy.  Little monster is his nickname these days.  I am sure it's just another phase that we have to make it through! :)  Tomorrow I will taking the day off the computer stuff so I can spend extra time with them.  Hopefully the extra attention will help.  That and I have been cutting them off Treehouse (the kids station).  It has been bliss almost two days with out the freaking shows on my television.  Bliss I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my computer ever finishes what it's doing I will be off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5312493941656979910?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5312493941656979910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5312493941656979910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5312493941656979910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5312493941656979910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/344-making-progress.html' title='#344 - Making Progress'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7382307766334867750</id><published>2009-11-11T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#343 - Lest we forget</title><content type='html'>I will be thinking of all those past and present that have been set off to defend our country or way of life today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May war be something left for the history books one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7382307766334867750?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7382307766334867750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7382307766334867750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7382307766334867750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7382307766334867750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/343-lest-we-forget.html' title='#343 - Lest we forget'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3159673458554404966</id><published>2009-11-10T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#342 - That's enough of that for one day</title><content type='html'>8 hours of coping and pasting... I think I must go to bed now!  I may get all the info I need yet for the site I am building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had more fun than I did today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and a friend got the new remote start installed in the truck today!  Yipee!  Not bad for a late afternoon project!  (I do not like it when I have a car with no remote start!  Call me lazy call me a whip, but don't mess with my remote starter! LOL).  We had one in there for about 10 years and it finally gave up the ghost so it was time for a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3159673458554404966?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3159673458554404966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3159673458554404966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3159673458554404966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3159673458554404966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/342-that-enough-of-that-for-one-day.html' title='#342 - That&amp;#39;s enough of that for one day'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5082998129757662012</id><published>2009-11-09T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#341 - Energy...</title><content type='html'>I think I have a bit of energy today... lets hope it stays!  (I am going to need it as I have to get an ecommerce site setup within 2 weeks, for one of my contract jobs... aaaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well we got our new furnace and hot water tank today.  Now I shouldn't have to worry about freezing when it goes to 30 below this winter!  As we all know that is when the other furnace would have given up the ghost for good! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was working late today (OT yey).  The kids were looking for him before lunch and they were not happy that he wasn't home until after 4pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not sure where I got my energy today.. Boy1 was up at 11pm, 12:30am, 2am, 2:30am, 3:30am, 4:00 am, 5:00am and finally up for the day at 7am.  Not sick, just noisy!  Rotten turkey! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I go to load data....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5082998129757662012?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5082998129757662012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5082998129757662012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5082998129757662012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5082998129757662012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/341-energy.html' title='#341 - Energy...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7921368074551181178</id><published>2009-11-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#340 - Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have a day when you just feel like you have to accomplish something, anything?  I really am anxious to start working on my scrapbooks again... now I just need to find some time and or energy.  I was going to go crop some photos tonight after the kids went to bed but I have nothing left so I am going to bed early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a work day today so I suppose that didn't help my energy levels either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you find my energy, since I think it wandered off somewhere, please send it my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and sleep tight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7921368074551181178?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7921368074551181178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7921368074551181178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7921368074551181178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7921368074551181178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/340-accomplishments.html' title='#340 - Accomplishments'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6956926329613156141</id><published>2009-11-07T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#339 - Still Sick...</title><content type='html'>I am still feeling like crap.  I am not sure if it is left overs from my cold or if it has to do with the cold and time change.  I just hope I get some energy back soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran out to our local twins club garage sale.  I managed to pick up a few things... the kids were funny when I got home.  Baby had to try out her new shoes and vest... Boy1 got a new MEC vest that he just had to wear!  They were pretty excited.  I was excited that Dad had taken all the Halloween decorations down.  He didn't put it in the buckets that were there but at least it was all together.  So I managed to get it all cleaned up (finally) today.  Hubby even cleaned the front windows!  YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to get to cleaning some stuff up or getting started on the prep to paint the kids room... but just no energy :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose there is always next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6956926329613156141?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6956926329613156141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6956926329613156141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6956926329613156141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6956926329613156141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/339-still-sick.html' title='#339 - Still Sick...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-467152461058356476</id><published>2009-11-06T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#338 - H1N1</title><content type='html'>Well I decided to get the kids vaccinated today... It was a tough decision, but I decided any side effects would be better than the kids catching the flu and possibly getting very ill or dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the unexplained infertile in me is always concerned about putting 'stuff' into their little bodies....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-467152461058356476?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/467152461058356476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=467152461058356476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/467152461058356476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/467152461058356476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/338-h1n1.html' title='#338 - H1N1'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-866787462832011479</id><published>2009-11-05T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#337 - What another Public Service Announcement?</title><content type='html'>So I have another public service announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decided to nurse, when you are done PLEASE get rid of your nursing bra (here we go boobies again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was teaching... just after lunch I heard a 'click', then one of the 'ladies' was Loose!  Thank goodness I didn't have a light blouse on or I would have had to leave!  I had a heavier jacket on so there was no nipple showing.. thank goodness!  I am sure if anyone looked they would have noticed my lopsided-ness!  Needless to say she was on the loose until afternoon break.  2hours of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to chalk this one up to an almost embarrassing moment... thank god I wasn't wearing the shirt I was wearing yesterday or it would have been one - sided nipple city! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I really do need to go shopping I have not nursed for over a year and 1/2, I think is time for a new over the shoulder boulder holder! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;What is is with early mornings and children.  If I am A) sick or B) needing to get up early it always seems that all three kids decide it's a good night to wake up.  So last night Boy1 was up from 10:30-11pm, then Boy2 11pm-11:30pm... well we couldn't leave out baby now could we?  1:45am.... someone wanted to be rocked in her chair after a screaming fit.  Then hubby got home at 2:30 am and I was still awake!  So I did go to bed at 10pm to get some extra sleep... by 4am I was still awake... alarm rang at 5:30am.  Well at least I was asleep when it rang??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa my sweet kiddos!  I guess they just wanted to make sure they saw me before I went to work! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get an early night tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-866787462832011479?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/866787462832011479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=866787462832011479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/866787462832011479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/866787462832011479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/337-what-another-public-service.html' title='#337 - What another Public Service Announcement?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4872621452892675638</id><published>2009-11-04T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#336 - Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>So here is my PSA for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your bangs need trimming AND you do it outside (so as to keep the house clean-ish) DO NOT wait until it is DARK outside! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I'm an idiot&lt;br /&gt;b) I have crooked bangs now!&lt;br /&gt;c) ummm maybe I should leave my hair to the professionals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;OTHER STUFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out why I like teaching so much... I am actually the smartest person in the room for the subject area!  It's good to be the smartest one... FINALLY! :) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hubby headed off to work at 6pm, working all night then home for a couple hours of sleep, then take care of the kids for the day.  He is a machine! I am just worried that it is all going to catch up to him one day! Oh ya and Mr. Martha (stewart) also folded laundry and did dishes.  As if i would do all that with 3 hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Boy1 is obsessed with 'boobies'.  His, mine and anyone elses.  He was counting mine yesterday.  What a weird kid!  (I suppose I will get some interesting searches with 'boobies' in this post.  I sure hope he doesn't decide to count boobies in the grocery store one day, and I pray he doesn't notice some BIG ones and blurt it out.  Maybe I should keep him at home until he is through this phase! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 is my moody one these days.  So much so that sometimes he will not come to the supper table.  Oh well food is in the fridge if he wants it later it will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hair cuts, Baby has the worst hair.  So fine, some wave and NASTY messy most of the time.  I am sure she will not be too happy with a hair cut so I will just continue to do the pony tail thing when we go out in public.  I can imagine what people must think when they show up un-announced... look at that poor unkept child and some days... OMG they are still in their jammies... What a terrible mother!  (My response of course would be Bite Me! :)  It's GOOD to not care what people think and it only took me 30 + years and 3 kids to mellow out! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to do some other work that needs to get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4872621452892675638?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4872621452892675638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4872621452892675638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4872621452892675638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4872621452892675638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/336-public-service-announcement.html' title='#336 - Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8088430633019490936</id><published>2009-11-03T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#335 - bla bla bla</title><content type='html'>So this is my post about pretty much nothing... aren't you glad you stopped by to read it today? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ready for class tomorrow - check&lt;br /&gt;- babysitter isn't (grandma) coming so hubby is working the night shift - check&lt;br /&gt;- kids in bed - check&lt;br /&gt;- still sick - check (but getting better finally)&lt;br /&gt;- still not sure about the H1N1 vaccine - check&lt;br /&gt;- really behind due to being sick - check&lt;br /&gt;- house pest hasn't called again for money - check&lt;br /&gt;- slept half the day - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do now is cut my toe nails (really exciting life I lead) and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great day&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8088430633019490936?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8088430633019490936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8088430633019490936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8088430633019490936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8088430633019490936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/335-bla-bla-bla.html' title='#335 - bla bla bla'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5661400296411949356</id><published>2009-11-02T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#334 - Kind Words</title><content type='html'>Wow... I am quite amazed by the lovely words in the Shout Out from a&lt;a href="http://comicallyflawed.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect-moment-monday-virtual.html"&gt; Sense of Humor&lt;/a&gt; is Essential blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my regular readers (and the new ones I have met along the way!).   I started out infertility blogging and have transitioned to Mom blogging.  Most of the folks that I started cycling with way back have all crossed over to the other side too, this makes me happy to know that there are few less folks suffering out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am still suffering from my Cold and hope it goes away soon... the lack of energy sucks.  I did manage to get my hand outs ready for the class I am teaching on Wed/Thursday (nothing like being done on time! :) )  This is an extra class that I took on.  I must admit that I probably won't take on any more this year.  I think December off sounds nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have been so lazy lately I really haven't been getting much done.  I wanted to get started on the boys room but just haven't had the energy.  My MIL reminded me that I need to take care of myself first, I suppose she is right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was truck day... hubby had to take it in to get a cooling system flush.  It went well and nothing else broke, yey!  We even stopped at Costco on the way home and I managed to get out of there spending only $18.  Holy Crap I didn't think that was even  possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- anxiety attacks that are back again.  I realy wish they would go away&lt;br /&gt;- time change... I can't manage 1 freaking hour, must be old age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- an afternoon nap with Baby snuggled in beside me.  I love it when she falls asleep (finally).  She gets so still and I get to be so close.  Perfect Moments that I never want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;The kids were good today.  Well as good as three kids can get anyway.   They are quite the busy loud kids these days, loving ever minute of the craziness!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had to pick up the truck at supper time we decided to pick up some chinese for supper.  Baby ate three bowls of noodles, rice and veggies.  We usually have trouble getting her to eat supper.  I guess we know what she likes now, she ate 3 times what the boys did!  Sometimes that one scares me!  (Actually she scares me a lot! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5661400296411949356?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5661400296411949356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5661400296411949356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5661400296411949356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5661400296411949356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/334-kind-words.html' title='#334 - Kind Words'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5979046598539017533</id><published>2009-11-01T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#333 - Halloween and Other stuff</title><content type='html'>Well I am still fighting of this cold that I have.  I am mostly just tired now so I am hoping it passes very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked today, I found it rough due to the rotten time change!  This one never used to bother me but it sure did today.  It seemed like work was never going to end and the change to the eating schedule really messes me up.  I am one of those people that just can't manage 1 stinking hour of change.  I really wish they would just dump time change and stay with one time.  I suppose it's pathetic to be bothered by one hour but that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when I was out today the House Pest called to talk to hubby... asking to borrow money.  Ha ha ha ha!  As if dude!  Well maybe when pink monkeys with purple eyes fly out of my butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Halloween was fun this year!  The  kiddos were right into the trick or treating thing this year.  I met up with a friend of mine and we did her street with the kids.  The first couple of houses Boy1 would get something and then Boy2 would say "Oh I would like one of those too".  My friends daughter is in a wheel chair.  She is a little older than the boys.  Boy2 was telling people "there is another one down there".  He was quite concerned about my friends daughter, he wanted to make sure that she got some candy too!  He would get really mad if the person at the house didn't 'get what he was talking about' the first time he said it.  He would just keep repeating it until they understood.  I am just so happy that one of my kids was making sure that everyone was taken care of.  They say you have to teach children empathy... I think some are just born with it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again it was one of those moments that make you so happy that infertility didn't stop us from having children.  Life is good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5979046598539017533?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5979046598539017533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5979046598539017533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5979046598539017533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5979046598539017533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/11/333-halloween-and-other-stuff.html' title='#333 - Halloween and Other stuff'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4745341115925510489</id><published>2009-10-28T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#332 - Rest</title><content type='html'>Well I get to 'rest' for a couple of days.  Well at least rest from teaching.  One more course next week.  Then I am done for this term.  I wasn't scheduled any classes in December so I get that month 'off' so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to survive once again without our sh*tty babysitter.  Grandma would not come over because I had a cold.  She figured that she would catch H1N1 from me.  Did I mention I had a COLD not H1N1.  That woman has more excuses than a child who doesn't want to go to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make it through my two days of teaching even though I wasn't feeling very well.  I am blessed with a naturally loud voice (normally a curse but in this job it works out well!)  so I didn't have to put any extra effort into projecting my voice.  I don't think I would have survived if I needed to use any more effort.  It is hard work for me to talk all day, so anything extra would have put me over the 'edge'.  It wasn't one of my stellar classes and I need to do some work with my content however I had a lot of good comments.  I am happy with that given that I really want to change a few things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to rest a little now before my next class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- colds&lt;br /&gt;- making decisions about important things&lt;br /&gt;- my mother... see above! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- 2 day courses, get to meet new people, get to 'pass on some information', instant feedback so you can improve for the next one&lt;br /&gt;- hubby is back to working Fridays for at least a couple of weeks (unfortunately we aren't quite up to 40 hours yet due to him working a very short day to make up for our 'babysitter')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Kids were happy to stay with Dad the last couple of days... I will have to work extra hard for them to like me tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how much I like life with toddlers now that 2 of 3 are potty trained.  I complained so much about potty training I figured I should share my post training life!  It's good to have less diapers around here!  Better for the environment to I suppose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4745341115925510489?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4745341115925510489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4745341115925510489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4745341115925510489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4745341115925510489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/332-rest.html' title='#332 - Rest'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-3426175358443599640</id><published>2009-10-27T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#331 - Still hanging in there</title><content type='html'>Well it was a teaching day today.  Boy am I glad I have a naturally loud voice because it took all the energy I had to just talk.  I am sooooo glad I didn't have to 'project' as well!  I am on the down swing of this cold thing however I am still kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of how much I hate rush hour traffic everytime I teach.  At least this week is midterm week so it is a bit quieter than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the word of the day at our house is Booby.  Boy1 is obsessed with boobies right now... great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-3426175358443599640?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/3426175358443599640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=3426175358443599640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3426175358443599640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/3426175358443599640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/331-still-hanging-in-there.html' title='#331 - Still hanging in there'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6045331899978482590</id><published>2009-10-24T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#330-Seriously?</title><content type='html'>The former house pest called hubby today.  Apparently he was offered a job that isn't on a bus route, soo he wanted to "rent" one of our cars?  Yes this is the same dude that ruined the top of my grandmothers dresser! (not to mention living here for a month rent and food bill free!).   Seriuosly dude do ya think we would "rent" out one of our cars?   Can you imagine how that woul turn out?  ( funny the car was my grandmothers too... Old and ugly, yes, but clean and reliable too.  Can you imagine what it would look like if we ever got it back?  Not to mention it would be our insurance too..  Ha ha dude you are funny!  Oh and since I was at work today hubby had to go meet him with some of his crap that he has stored here.   Hubby=gruuuummmpy about that one!  Lucky me I had to come home from a crazy day at work to a miserable husband!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hubby even told house pest about the dresser.... I can't belive he had the balls to ask about the car!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with the people I know at least I always have something to blog about! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss the day when there isn't a little creature toddelinfg around here in some fuzzy footed pj's!  Baby was running around with her funny little run and I was watching and thinking it won't be long before she is all grown up!  I suppose she will always be the baby but I will miss the terrible twos one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More bad parenting tips!!  Well baby is a little chinsey with the kisses (unless you are a stuffed animal).  Well one night she bonked my nose and I said ouch.  Well around here we still kiss boo boos goodbye,  so Baby decided she should kiss my nose to make it feel better.  Now at night I have a boo boo on my cheek so I can sneek those adorable kisses!  If you just ask for a kiss you get her absolute favorite word NO,  so boo boo it is!  (I think she has caught on to us though but she humors us anyway with kisses). The little monster has changed the game now though.  We now get dad kiss mom,  mom kiss dad, dad kiss moms cheek.... Etc!  The she giggles wildly!   What a monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better be off to bed, still feeling sick... Rotten cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6045331899978482590?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6045331899978482590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6045331899978482590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6045331899978482590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6045331899978482590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/330-seriously.html' title='#330-Seriously?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7760075121457834454</id><published>2009-10-21T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>#329 - Sick</title><content type='html'>Ugg... stick a fork in me I am done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a rotten cold!  I haven't had a nasty one like this in years so I am just plain grumpy!  On a good note I found someone to cover my shift tomorrow night so I don't have to go into work!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to bed... lets hope the cough syrup does it's thing!  (What a whiner hey! :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7760075121457834454?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7760075121457834454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7760075121457834454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7760075121457834454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7760075121457834454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/329-sick.html' title='#329 - Sick'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1258395056297768311</id><published>2009-10-20T00:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#328 - Woohoo</title><content type='html'>House Pest IS GONE... and he is NOT EVER coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs to tidy up...  (Not a good way to start the day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spare room has my grandmothers old bedroom suite.  Nothing fancy but kept nice and very meaningful to me.  I kept it covered with doilies and stuff to keep it from getting damaged.  Well the jerk that was living here pushed my stuff to the side and totally ruined the top of the dresser.  He left water and pop cups on the dresser that were (spilled on the way to the basement and must have been damp still) on the dresser.  There is water damage and pop damage to the top of the dresser and night stand.  I am so incredibly mad it sure as hell didn't look like that when you got there.  And it's not just a small cup mark... it was like he slammed them down and crap went all over and he just left it there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was pop 'circles' and water circles all over any piece of furniture in the bedroom.  He actually damaged the dresser and the night stand.  I am so incredibly hurt that he couldn't leave things as he found them... and to continue marking it up after the first time just pisses me off.  There was about 10 large marks on the dresser and tonnes on the night table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mess that was left was not very nice.  I am not even going to describe the bathroom.  Lets put it this way... hubby has to clean it as I am NOT going in there again until it is cleaned up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday when I was at work hubby was outside working with the kids.  He said every time he was in the house (which is frequently with kids that need warmer coats/potty breaks etc) the house guest was eating and eating and eating.  It's a good thing I was around the kitchen most of the time or I am sure he would have eaten everything else that was in the house.  Now I don't mind sharing but I think him just taking what he wanted whenever we weren't looking was a bit uncalled for.  It's not like we were starving him that's for sure.  Hubby figures he gained at least 10 lbs in the last 3 weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird how he used to come up at night.. then go down, then come up and so on.  I think he was just waiting for me to go to bed so that he could get into the cupboards.  (Good thing I outlasted him most nights)  One night he woke me up going through the pantry.  I seriously would NEVER do that at someones house!  (Personally after the 3 helpings of supper I thought it was a little over the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the thing that pissed me off the most is he would eat all but a little of the milk and cereal in the morning and some days I didn't have enough left for the kids.  He knew what they eat for breakfast so I thought that was incredibly inconsiderate.  He used to get up before me I guess so that he could take what was there before I had a chance to get the kids breakfast.  He was going through a loaf of bread every two days, a tub of butter a week, a jumbo bag of cheerios about every two days, a box of my cereal about every three days, we were having problems keeping enough milk in for the kids, he would go through a case of pop in 2 days (if we were lucky), he was taking big bags of chips out of the cupboard and we would never see them again, he ate most of the turkey hubby made for thanksgiving, on Sunday he ate almost a bag of buns, and he got into my case of popcorn.  He just helped himself one night.  Hubby said he heard him go downstairs the minute he got out of the shower one night and he could smell the popcorn.  You think he would have at least a)asked (we never once said no) or B) shared some with the hubby.  We figure we were spending an extra $100 a week on groceries while he was here, he even managed to eat most of our 'stock pile'.  He was even going through the extra stuff in the basement taking stuff out of there to eat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over a month here... probably about $600 in groceries.. and not once did he offer to get any groceries for himself or give us a cent.  I hope he enjoyed is 'vacation'.  Hmm I don't think I have ever taken a vacation where I didn't have to pay for food, laundry, and accommodations.  The scary thing is if it wasn't for Hubby he would still be here!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry that we had to put out money on groceries, power, etc for an ungrateful jerk who ruined my grandmothers dresser and made a mess of my new bathroom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to see my hubby's reaction to all of this.  He is some kind of angry (and not even because he has to clean the bathroom! :) ).   After all was said and done it was interesting to me that he started in about the fact that he had a child (with a trashy woman about 13 years ago I think).  Hubby says "why the h*ll can he and she have kids?  That poor child doesn't have a chance".  It is very true, the kid has 3 brothers/sisters, everyone has a different father.  The latest man of the house is not very nice to him by the sound of it.  Well it was interesting to me that hubby was disgusted by the fact that this guy pro-created.  He can't even take care of himself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it with the house Pest.  He has burned yet another bridge with us... sorry dude you are on your own from now on.  (Now if only we could get the 4 hockey bag size duffle bags out of our garage.  He dropped those off too... great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I must be off to bed it is very late...  I do feel like a weight has been lifted off now that House Pest is gone so I am hoping for a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and here's to another Pest free day tomorrow! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1258395056297768311?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1258395056297768311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1258395056297768311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1258395056297768311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1258395056297768311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/328-woohoo.html' title='#328 - Woohoo'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4544286414086166384</id><published>2009-10-18T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>#327 - One more sleep</title><content type='html'>One more sleep until the house guest leaves.  Hubby kicked him out... thank goodness!  (I didn't know he had the stones! Better him than me as I would not have been very nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beat... busy busy day at work today and I feel like I am coming down with something... I think I am going to bed with the kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4544286414086166384?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4544286414086166384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4544286414086166384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4544286414086166384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4544286414086166384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/327-one-more-sleep.html' title='#327 - One more sleep'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8305418517127142255</id><published>2009-10-15T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:21.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><title type='text'>#326 - Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day</title><content type='html'>On my Birthday three years ago My precious Baby girl and her twin were transferred in what was my last go at IVF.  Today I remember the loss of Baby's twin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the joy of seeing two heart beats and the day that there was only one.  I could still see Twin B, but there was no heart beat flickering on the screen.  Today no one in my family seems to remember that my youngest was actually a twin, it was if this other little person never existed, but this little person did, I saw the heart beat. It makes me sad to think that only my husband and I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world would be a better place if people would just have compassion for that which they do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is with anyone who has lost a child or pregnancy on this day.  I suffer in silence I hope you do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8305418517127142255?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8305418517127142255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8305418517127142255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8305418517127142255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8305418517127142255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/326-pregnancy-and-infant-loss-awareness.html' title='#326 - Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8599330537722632096</id><published>2009-10-14T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#325 - Wednesday Already?</title><content type='html'>I really don't know where time goes these days?  I sure wish I could slow it down a bit though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was off to the Dr. for a prescription refill.  So I decided to ask about the H1N1 flu shot.  She said I should definitely have my 4 year olds immunized.  There has been so many things out there about this flu shot that I am really not sure what to think.  So after talking to her (she is an expert right?) I figured that I should probably take the boys in for the shot.  Then tonight I was at the twins club meeting and one of the girls checked out the ingredients.... one was thought to cause MS in lab rats and another was linked to some other horrible thing that I can't remember.  So really how tested are these things?  I thought most drugs had to go through years of testing and trials.  I just don't know what to do?  My kids could die from H1N1 or they could get sick or who knows what down the road from the immunization?  I want to protect them from getting sick but I just don't know what is the best option.  It seems like there are so many differing opinions what does one believe?  I am terrified of making the wrong decision and I don't know how to make an informed decision anymore... who does one listen to?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Pest Update&lt;br /&gt;I was all excited I thought the house pest was going to the city today and leaving for a while (hopefully forever).  He was wondering when I was going into the city.  Well with the snow I wasn't going into the city. (I think there is 2 inches of the nasty white stuff on our drive way tonight... I want fall BACK!) Anyway back to the house pest, apparently he just wanted a ride to the bottle depot.  I am not sure where, but he collected a bag of bottles. (I don't know what he needs money for, not like he buys ANY of his own food).  So unhappily I report he is still here and we still don't know when he is leaving... if ever?  Here is the kicker.... today I was sitting with the kids and he arrives upstairs with his shower stuff.  He brings out a bottle of my Lavender body wash I had stored in the medicine cabinet in my bathroom downstairs (I have no room to store my extras anywhere else in this house).  He says I ran out can I borrow yours.  I was actually speechless (that doesn't happen very often, trust me!). I wanted to yell "Stay the Heck OUT OF MY STUFF".  Instead, I said, Oh that's my favorite.  He said OH, well I have some in my bag but it's in the garage (yes on top of taking over part of my basement he has 4 or 5 other duffel bags of his shit in our garage).  So I gave him the key to get his own out in the garage.  I think he is just a little to comfortable here?  NO BUDDY what's mine is not yours... sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he wakes me up before 7am rummaging through the kitchen for who knows what, since he ate with us this morning?  Then he GOES THROUGH MY STUFF.  Are you frigging kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband and I have resorted to texting each other to bitch!  So sad.  (I have a habit of saying the wrong things when someone can hear so I haven't really said much).  I didn't realize my hubby was as pissed off as he was.  He doesn't understand why he isn't looking EVERYWHERE for a job.  Not just through his union, which doesn't seem to be helping him out at all anyway.  Not to mention that he has to have a camp job as he has no where to live and he doesn't have any wheels so it has to be close to somewhere too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think by this point he would have the sense to get out of our house?  I guess we have to be crabbier or something.  Granted he wants to help out, but helping doesn't do anything for the food budget dude... go buy what you need, you don't have to share with us, at least feed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I thought he was going to be here for the weekend... that was over a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Man I love those little buggers!  Makes me glad I fought so hard and keep trying IVF until we got lucky! I had no idea that life could be this good.  It is so going to suck when they go to school I am going to miss their little smiling/grumping/whining/complaining/cute little faces!  They will be with their teacher more than me... how sad!  Seriously where did the time go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8599330537722632096?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8599330537722632096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8599330537722632096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8599330537722632096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8599330537722632096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/325-wednesday-already.html' title='#325 - Wednesday Already?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6299177148840704725</id><published>2009-10-13T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#324 - Arrggg...</title><content type='html'>OK I am trying to be the bigger person here and help out hubby's friend, but really I am ready for him to leave now.  I suppose I would be OK with him staying if at least he would buy some of his own food from time to time.  The first week he was here he didn't eat anything... let me tell you NOW he is eating us out of house and home.  I suppose the quitting smoking thing isn't helping (and man am I glad he isn't smoking right now or I would have gone batty by now. I just can't handle the smell of that stuff).  I think he has just made himself a little to at home now for my liking.  I feel like I am ranting like a spoiled child but really I am trying so hard to just smile and be nice... really my hubby is only working 4 days a week dude I really wasn't wanting to spend my little extra work money on filling your belly instead of putting it toward some things that desperately need to be done around here.  It's been just over a month now, no work, no input into his own food intake... he does try to help out all he can... So I pray he gets one of his camp jobs very soon so that he can leave for a while. (and to think I was missing his visits!  Be careful what you think of you never know what could happen) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately kicking him out just isn't an option for us, he has no where else to go.  So I really need to step up and just deal with it.  Maybe some Karma points will be in my favour some day?  Although I suppose grumping about it will reduce the value of the Karma points! :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I had the nerve to tell him to eat in the Kitchen NOT in the bedroom!  Our basement stairs are sticky from pop and schtuff that has been dripped on the floor... great more floor cleaning to do.  So help me out here... I need some of the strength of you blogger wonder gurls to help me get through this! :)  (Oh yes and wish the dude some luck to get a job!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- house guests that seem like they are never going to leave&lt;br /&gt;- winter weather in the fall&lt;br /&gt;- psoriasis out breaks YUCK&lt;br /&gt;- mornings (still you think I would be over this by now?) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- getting some stuff cleaned up around here&lt;br /&gt;- planning the paint I am going to purchase for the boys room tomorrow! I am going to start with one wall (the black and white checkered flag wall... then go from there.  I figured get the hardest one done first then the rest will go much easier! I can't wait to get started&lt;br /&gt;- getting organized to scrapbook on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well the kids weren't quite as crabby today after their late night Sunday night.  They are finally getting back to normal crabby instead of extra crabby! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working with the kids to put away a toy when they decided to move onto a new one. (When all three get going we are talking MAJOR CHAOS in the matter of minutes!)  It's finally working with Boy1, now I just have to get the other two to get on board.  Boy2 has been really bad a cleaning up in general lately so I imagine it will be a bit of a challenge to get him going on this one.  Baby just yells NO to everything and takes off! (She is a smart one that one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight before bed Hubby was laying on the floor while I read them a book.  Then Baby decided that she wanted a Horsey ride.  She was trying to get the hubbs to get up on his hands and knees so she could go for a ride.  Before we knew it both boys were on Dad... his poor back.  Then Baby decided mom could give her a ride.  She fell right off, and was laughing away.  Then somehow I ended up with Boy2 grabbing on to my shirt and digging his knuckles into my back (that wasn't the fun part! :) ) and Baby holding on to him.  She was holding on to him around his arms instead of under them, it looked so funny.  (We have mirrored closet doors in the kids rooms... Mirrored doors suck with small children in case you are wondering! :) )  When I was 'done' hubby had to come and rescue me from the kiddos on my back, the knuckle digging was not making the ride enjoyable.  Then I proceeded to lay down on the floor.  Baby decided she wanted me to sit up so she grabs my arm and starts pulling... Exclaiming "Mom HEAVY" (Thanks dear).  She then wanted to 'jump high'.  So I had to toss her up in the air and catch her.  I think I completed my work out tonight!  We were all laughing so hard it was a moment in time that I would like to freeze forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am back to sorting through photos... I need to print them so I can scrapbook this weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6299177148840704725?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6299177148840704725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6299177148840704725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6299177148840704725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6299177148840704725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/324-arrggg.html' title='#324 - Arrggg...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-2249397233971161783</id><published>2009-10-13T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#323 - Monday's Don't Suck Anymore</title><content type='html'>When I was working at my regular 5 day a week job Mondays used to suck.  Now I don't mind them so much.  (I never like getting up in the morning... heck I still don't).  I do like working at home at nights, I always knew I was a night person, so those 5:30am mornings were never a fun thing for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a holiday so the hubby was home for an extra long weekend.  The poor bugger has been trying for a month and a half to get the shed done so I kicked him out of the house when I got up this morning.  Because of my work schedule he hasn't had much time to get anything done as I usually dump him with the kiddos to get my stuff done.  So what do I do?  Kick him outside on a below freezing day to build doors for his shed.  Apparently he wasn't cold, so that made me feel better!  He was happy to actually get the doors done today too.  The kids really wanted to go outside with him and I knew that would slow his progress so I kept them in the house with me.  It was pretty chilly for them anyway... especially since I haven't pulled all their winter clothing out of storage just yet!  Toques and Mitts would be good!  I am still hoping for some nice fall weather here.  Fall is my favourite season and we seemed to have skipped right over it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The house pest even helped out the hubby so that was handy for my husband.  He tries to be very helpful, but the strain on our food budget is going to kill us with my husbands new 'reduced' work week...  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week was a productive one... i now have my Living Room and the Kids rooms cleaned, re-organized, and Boy1 finished all my vacuuming in Baby's room tonight.  I even managed to get my updated photos into their frames.    I have also been organizing my craft area as I have friends coming over on Saturday to Scrapbook!  That should be productive.  I have enough projects to keep me busy for about 10 weeks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Driving home from Thanksgiving Dinner Boy1 blurts out "My willie fell off, how am I going to Pee?"  Where that came from I will never know?  Hubby and I were just looking at each other wondering what is up with that kid when he blurts out "it's back again Mom, I can go pee again".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Golem has been hanging out at the house again... just about every night she starts that up?  Yet another weird kid?  (She was some kind of crabby today after a late night... but man one crabby kiddo is MUCH easier than what we used to have to deal with, with the boys!  They must have broken me in good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 is in his 'afraid' zone again.  My idiot cousins brought their dog to dinner.  (Just what my Aunt and Uncle need on their new hardwood floors, have some respect people).  It jumped up on Boy2 and was puppy chewing on him.  So now he is terrified of the dog.  Every time the dog got close after that he would freak, well maybe we should keep our dog away from this poor kid... every 10 mins at supper poor Boy2 was freaking out.  They kept forgetting about their stupid dog and letting it take off.   (I love dogs by the way, but sometimes their owners need a slap... kind of like some parents I suppose?  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I am off to bed... night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-2249397233971161783?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/2249397233971161783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=2249397233971161783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2249397233971161783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/2249397233971161783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/323-monday-don-suck-anymore.html' title='#323 - Monday&amp;#39;s Don&amp;#39;t Suck Anymore'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8048201265486598832</id><published>2009-10-11T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#322 - Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>To all my Canadian Friends... Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Turkey at my Aunt and Uncles house, it was great!  (I guess Grandma and Grandpa were to busy enjoying Camping to spend Thanksgiving with their Grand kids?  Oh well I consider it a nice Birthday Present not to have them around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt and Uncle are always so kind to invite us, but the last little while it has just felt uncomfortable.  It's like we are there but we are not a 'part' of their family.  Since the kids aren't babies it's like they are invisible.  One of my cousins wife thinks she is 'all that' because she is a facilities manager... it is very annoying. I guess it's because I am part of the extended family and we really don't see them very often.  I am sad for my kids, but hope that our family is the start of something wonderful for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just reinforces to me that I am an only child and it is just me... no extended family for the kids to enjoy. It also makes me so very thankful for my children, we are all now a family and it can only grow from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;- my kids&lt;br /&gt;- my hubby, without him I would not have the kids I have (and I wouldn't have such yummy sandwiches when I go to work)&lt;br /&gt;- having a house to live in&lt;br /&gt;- having enough part time jobs that I can stay home with my kiddos&lt;br /&gt;- having healthy children&lt;br /&gt;- being able to spend the day making thanksgiving turkeys from the kids hand prints&lt;br /&gt;- finally being truly happy (thanks kiddos)&lt;br /&gt;- finally feeling like I am part of someones family (my own)&lt;br /&gt;- having a safe place to live&lt;br /&gt;- having a few really good friends&lt;br /&gt;- the strength to make it through 6 IVF transfers which has brought me to this wonderful 'place' that I am in today&lt;br /&gt;- the experience of twins&lt;br /&gt;- the experience of a singleton&lt;br /&gt;- being a mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8048201265486598832?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8048201265486598832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8048201265486598832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8048201265486598832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8048201265486598832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/322-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='#322 - Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-653425570921440685</id><published>2009-10-10T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>#321 - It's officially over!</title><content type='html'>Well it's past midnight now so that means my Birthday is officially over!  YEY!  I really am not a big fan of my own Birthday.  It's a reminder that I am one year older (closer to death is what I tell people I want to freak out! LOL I know I am evil, well a girl has to have fun right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the hilight of my day was when I got up this morning.  The hubby got the boys colouring pictures for me for my birthday. (Finally he got a little creative with the kids).  So it was a wonderful birthday present and the boys were so proud of their pictures it made it a great morning.  If only the rest of the day was that good.  (The boys were crabby so hubby was crabby.. you get the picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started cleaning the boys room and reorganizing.  (And planning for the room colours!) I managed to injure my knee while vacuuming though... I was on my knees trying to vacuum under something.  Well I must have twisted the wrong way, I heard this awful pop and fell over. Boy2 was covering me with his blanket, baby was laying beside me and Boy1 was asking me if I was ok.  My leg felt like crap but the knee was ok. I think I just pulled all my muscles!  We will see how it goes tomorrow at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what MORE snow today!  We went from summer to winter and skipped fall I think!  We are having unseasonably cold weather, great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I must be off to bed... work tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-653425570921440685?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/653425570921440685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=653425570921440685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/653425570921440685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/653425570921440685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/321-it-officially-over.html' title='#321 - It&amp;#39;s officially over!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7461062339869439983</id><published>2009-10-08T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#320 - Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Well apparently my spring cleaning mode has hit me... a little late this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been foul all week, pretty much just hating my house!  (I so miss the old one, but I do love the location so I guess I just have to buck-up and deal with it).  I am just frustrated that I have so much less space and with the kids so much more crap! :)  It seems like everything is stacked on top of everything.  Not to mention that I have been so busy lately that the house has gotten super messy, and pretty much hubby only vacuums. (He did clean the bathroom the other day.  The toilet wasn't done, the shower was gross, the mirror was disgusting and the floor was nasty.  So apparently cleaning the counter is 'cleaning the bathroom'?? Oh ya and he can't figure out why vacuuming once every two weeks just doesn't keep the floor clean?  HELLO 3 kids running around dude!) So anyway I am just on a cleaning kick and I am trying to find room for stuff.  The trying to find room for stuff always makes me angry... I just hate it when crap is piled on top of crap.  I am the person that opens the fridge and if it isn't in the first row it's not there! LOL... so if 'stuff' is not in the first row it will not ever be found, well I am not quite that bad but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off just being grouchy and now I have graduated to CLEAN UP the house silly!! :)  Speaking of cleaning, the house pest, I mean guest is still here.  I think we are pushing a month now.  He tries to help out a bit but there are certain things that bug me.  Sharing the one and only shower, the disgusting mess he has made of the downstairs bathroom (my brand new shiny sink is all yucky now), the fact that he eats in the bed room (I have a bug phobia and I was always taught that you shouldn't eat in your bedroom.. Weird I know..)  So NOW I will have more stuff to clean when/if he ever goes.  Not to mention that the spare bedroom is my OVERFLOW room when cleaning up the house.  It goes there to be dealt with when I have time.  He has also decided to quit smoking, yikes to our food bill.  It is kind of frustrating that we have these extra expenses with the hubby and his 20% wage reduction.  The other day I went to feed the kids and there was barely enough cereal and milk for all three, as he had gotten into it before I got to it.  I don't mind if he eats something but make sure there is enough for the kids in the morning please.  Really he's not that bad, it's just the little things some times drive me crazy.  Not to mention that we have no idea when he is leaving this time.  I really do feel for the guy and I hope he finds a good job so he can A)get the heck out of my house and B) support himself.  Oh ya and don't sit in my freaking chair! (My computer is there as there is a plug in so don't mess with THE chair! :) )  OK I feel better now, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- not having the stones to tell my house guest to eat in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;- my house&lt;br /&gt;- snow in October&lt;br /&gt;- birthdays... just another year closer to death! LOL!  I have one tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;- my parents can't be bothered to see their only grandkids at Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;-my parents are going away for thanksgiving!  I don't have to see them! &lt;br /&gt;-3 years ago (tomorrow) was the transfer for my last round of IVF... Baby girl and Her Twin were transferred on my Birthday.  I am happy that Baby is with us (sad that her twin passed away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Time to renovate!  I want to spruce up the boys room.  I am thinking NASCAR theme.  Checkered Flag(black and white squares) on one wall, one Blue wall, one Purple wall, One Yellow Wall and Red Trim...   That should REV things up! :)  I have some cars on the walls but I really want to make their room a little more interesting.  I am not sure that I will like the Checkered Flag prep but if I do a good job it should look cool!  I may even paint their door red just for fun!  I hate the doors in this house so I figure they will be replaced one day anyway so I might as well have fun! :)  I think I am going to use Porch and Floor paint.  It's a little shiny but it washes really well (not talking about the rest of the walls in my house that can't be washed as the paint marks... arg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides I need some new projects!  HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's all I have for tonight... good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7461062339869439983?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7461062339869439983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7461062339869439983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7461062339869439983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7461062339869439983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/320-cleaning.html' title='#320 - Cleaning'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5802586467569453945</id><published>2009-10-06T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#319 - Well I made it through another crazy weekend!</title><content type='html'>Well that was nutz!  I was at a trade fair on the weekend it was insane.  The store owner was not prepared as per usual so it meant for craziness on getting setup and ready for customers.  All in all it was pretty fun though.  I was a little tired however I think I am all recuperated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I am watching TV... I don't remember the last time I watched something other then Treehouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a meltdown day for me.  I had to clean out some stuff in the basement and I have no where to put it.  I do not like this house AT ALL and when I can't organize things so that there is room for everything and I can see everything it drives me insane!  I was wandering around the house grunting and muttering under my breath.  To top it off the furnace issues we had, even before we moved in, have gotten worse.  Of course there is some obscure furnace in our basement that they aren't sure if they can get parts for... so do I bother to call someone in or just forgo the service call and get a new furnace?  I really HATE this house.  I still miss the old place terribly. I guess going backwards (from a nice newer house to an old yucky house) is not a great thing to do.  I will keep that in mind for the next time I move (if ever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well I did an outing with 2 of three the other day.  They were so good.  I had Boy#1 and Baby.  I have been trying to get Boy#2 to come out with me alone but there is no way he will leave his Dad.  I guess I will keep trying.  We even managed to get through Michael's with the two kids, again they were so good!  I really enjoy taking them out when they are so good.  For some reason having one or two instead of three seems like a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that good night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forecast for this evening .... snow?  What happened to our +34celcius a week ago? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5802586467569453945?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5802586467569453945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5802586467569453945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5802586467569453945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5802586467569453945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/319-well-i-made-it-through-another.html' title='#319 - Well I made it through another crazy weekend!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-471012490573611236</id><published>2009-10-01T23:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#318 - Busy busy</title><content type='html'>My life will never change ... if it's not one thing it's another.  The store I work at is in a trade show this weekend.  I am going to be busy!  Wish me luck staying awake and not getting sick this weekend!  The worst part is the drive, it's about 45mins away and I will have to drive in rush hour traffic! Yuck!  Well it will be something interesting to do as I have never been involved in one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Today I needed Boy1 to do something for me.  He really didn't want to do it... so what did I do.  Why bribe him with the vacuum of course!  As soon as I said he could vacuum off he went to do what I asked him.  Then he spent an hour vacuuming???? Weird Kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I must be off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-471012490573611236?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/471012490573611236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=471012490573611236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/471012490573611236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/471012490573611236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/10/318-busy-busy.html' title='#318 - Busy busy'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8014695416199718819</id><published>2009-09-27T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#317 - Really now do ya have to visit?</title><content type='html'>Well the house PEST is back.  I was not happy to find him in the garage drinking and smoking.  (We finally got the smoke smell out of the garage after the previous owner... and our nice cars are in there getting all stinky.) As non-smokers I find the smell a little hard to take.  At least he took the booze outside, not that I am against booze but this is a dude that can't handle his, not to mention his previous drug addiction.  I personally think that booze should be off his list too.  Hubby knew I would be pissed I suppose so he never said anything to me.  I told the House PEST that he is welcome to stay but not to bring booze to our house again.  (Did I mention that when I picked him up he had also been into the booze and was a little loud an obnoxious for my liking, I could have SWORN I told him not to EVER do that again when he was coming out to our place. I really hope that he continues to get his 'sh*t' together...  and this is not all a waste of our time and energy trying to help him out.  It's just so sad that he can't seem to catch any breaks these days.  The dude does have a black cloud following him around.  Lets just hope he isn't here too long! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and my other visitor.  The one I really want to kick out... my flipping anxiety attacks.  There isn't even a good reason for them after the mostly awesome weekend I had.  I was really hoping that one day I could get off the meds for Postpartum depression, but every time I try to get off them I seem to get really bad really quickly.  This is my third try and it just isn't happening.  The worst part is that I am on such a low dose that it really shouldn't make that much of a difference... according to my new family doc (no comment).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- See above! &lt;br /&gt;- People that have no respect of other peoples time.&lt;br /&gt;- People that think they are better than you because you work in a retail store part time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- knowing that the anxiety attacks can be stopped&lt;br /&gt;- sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get enough time with them today.  :(  Hubby tells me they were pretty good.  Sadly Baby Golem didn't come to visit tonight!  Instead she was replaced by a howler monkey that didn't want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night... in bed before midnight tonight YEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8014695416199718819?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8014695416199718819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8014695416199718819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8014695416199718819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8014695416199718819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/317-really-now-do-ya-have-to-visit.html' title='#317 - Really now do ya have to visit?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-839125491768767475</id><published>2009-09-26T22:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>#316 - Gushing!</title><content type='html'>Well I completed my class on Friday... it was the first time I taught this one.  I even had to deal with a fire alarm that put us behind and I still managed to get through all the material!  The best part was the reviews... someone said that out of 3 instructors at the college I was the best one!  Wow what a way to end the week...  I guess they didn't notice that it was the first time I have gone through this course.  Needless to say I am really starting to love this job too!  I also had some other great comments, but this one will stick with me for a while... that and the one that said I was dull! (To this day I still laugh about that one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice day at home... the five of us in the same place at the same time.  It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- wind... man it has been bad lately&lt;br /&gt;- the lack of rain... it doesn't look much like fall, more like things are dying.  We really need some raid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- when I do a good job and people actually are able to learn something from me&lt;br /&gt;- finally finding my 'happy place'.  I should have left my old career years ago... money sure isn't everything that's for sure (although it is nice to buy stuff!:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;I am so enjoying the 4th year... the boys are just wonderful to be around and they are learning so much.  So far 2 four year olds has been about the easiest time to have twins.  I am so dreading them heading off to school I love having them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and Baby Golem was back for a visit tonight.  We were getting the boys ready for bead then all of a sudden I noticed Baby 'circling' my hubby.  She was on her feet and hands again going around and around saying "My Precious".  The hubbs and I almost fell over we were laughing so hard!  What a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night... better get some sleep I have to work tomorrow ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-839125491768767475?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/839125491768767475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=839125491768767475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/839125491768767475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/839125491768767475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/316-gushing.html' title='#316 - Gushing!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-178494019370286614</id><published>2009-09-24T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly things Kids Say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#315 - Golem and other 'stuff'</title><content type='html'>This is a great post on &lt;a href="http://www.stickyfeet2.net/2009/09/recovering-infertile.html"&gt;recovering from infertility&lt;/a&gt;,  it's from Jamie over at Sticky Feet!  I love it when other people can organize my thoughts and make them all make sense for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got through a different journey but it never ceases to amaze me how similar the emotional side of the journey is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are still in the trenches.... hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a teaching day.  A new course and I am really having fun with this one.  It's cool to be able to explain database normalization to NON-Systems people and they actually "GOT IT".  It's nice to work with a group that is actually in the right class and are advanced enough that the basics are fairly easy for them to follow.  Unfortunately I am behind where I wanted to be... but am hoping to catch up tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am watching the Season Premier of Grey's Anatomy... Apparently I missed the final episode of the last season (PVR issues).  So what the heck... George, they killed George... rotten writers!  The first time in MONTHS that I am NOT watching Treehouse and they freaking kill George!  What the heck is that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- back to the morning thing... 5:30am sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- Boy hugs and Girl Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that dude Golem from Lord on the Rings... the creepy-ish looking dude that walks around all crouched over.  Well this dude has a sister and She is living in my house.  Let me explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night my sweet girl was 'walking around' on her feet and hands, kind of crouched over.  A buddy was over and said "Look Golem lives here".   So what do any good Parents do?  Well teach little Golem girl how to say "My Precious" of course!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, after the lights were turned off for bed... my little Golem was creeping around the bedroom repeating "My Precious"!  Really I must get this on video! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 was also providing entertainment for us at the supper table.  All three kids were chatting!  Three different conversations all wanting answers... it was a little nutty!  Finally Boy2 pipes up and says "Mom I can't help myself, I am talking and I can't stop".  Out of the mouths of babes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight... my precious.... es! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-178494019370286614?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/178494019370286614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=178494019370286614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/178494019370286614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/178494019370286614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/315-golem-and-other.html' title='#315 - Golem and other &amp;#39;stuff&amp;#39;'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-6456417439625407878</id><published>2009-09-23T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#314 - Hot Hot Hot</title><content type='html'>So the hottest day of the year so far was the 2nd day of fall.. +34 Celsius!  Can you say Gross not to mention weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well it should be down to freezing by Sunday!  Gotta love our weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping for a bunch of rain because it is really really really dry here.  To dry, it's scary.  It's already worrying the farmers for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching a new course the next two days.  I should be reviewing, but I am not.  I went to a scrapbooking class tonight instead! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I should be off to bed, it's an early morning tomorrow... good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-6456417439625407878?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/6456417439625407878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=6456417439625407878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6456417439625407878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/6456417439625407878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/314-hot-hot-hot.html' title='#314 - Hot Hot Hot'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4621668979686630458</id><published>2009-09-22T00:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#313 - Christmas Anyone?</title><content type='html'>So I needed a break from all the work chaos and I started on making my Christmas gifts tonight!  I saw this cute little idea to make little books to keep track of birthday's.  So off I go creating a Birthday book for everyone in the family.  Labour intensive yes, but easy on the pocket book too.  When I have one done I will post a pic or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh it's good to craft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4621668979686630458?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4621668979686630458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4621668979686630458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4621668979686630458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4621668979686630458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/313-christmas-anyone.html' title='#313 - Christmas Anyone?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4279410952401809731</id><published>2009-09-21T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Product Opinion'/><title type='text'>#312 - My Opinion - Nestea Vitao</title><content type='html'>PRODUCT:Assorted  flavours &lt;a href="http://www.nestea-vitao.ca/"&gt; Nestea Vitao&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i584.photobucket.com/albums/ss282/silvergdesigns/posts/nestea.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TESTING NOTES: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sent 3 flavours to try out... here are the details from the Nestea site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NESTEA Vitao™ Fuji Apple Green Tea is made from premium whole leaf green tea to extract the plentiful natural tea antioxidants. This light, refreshing tea taste is sweetened with crisp Fuji apple flavour.&lt;br /&gt;Key Enhancements:&lt;br /&gt;   * A source of natural green tea antioxidants for the maintenance of good health&lt;br /&gt;   * Vitamins C and E, Calcium&lt;br /&gt;   * No artificial flavours, colours or preservatives&lt;br /&gt;   * Made with real fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;   * 90 calories per 341 mL can&lt;br /&gt;   * 120 calories per 473 mL bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NESTEA Vitao™ Açai Blueberry Red Tea is made from the South African Red Bush – rooibos. This mellow tea taste is sweetened with the subtle berry flavours of exotic acai and natural blueberry.&lt;br /&gt;Key Enhancements:&lt;br /&gt;   * A source of natural red tea antioxidants for the maintenance of good health&lt;br /&gt;   * Vitamins C and E, Calcium&lt;br /&gt;   * No artificial flavours, colours or preservatives&lt;br /&gt;   * Made with real fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;   * 90 calories per 341 mL can&lt;br /&gt;   * 130 calories per 473 mL bottle&lt;br /&gt;   * Caffeine Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NESTEA Vitao™ Mandarin Orange White Tea is made from hand-picked, rare, immature tea leaf buds, which are minimally processed to preserve their plentiful natural tea antioxidants. This light, delicate tea taste is sweetened with the aromatic flavour of mandarin orange.&lt;br /&gt;Key Enhancements:&lt;br /&gt;   * A source of natural white tea antioxidants for the maintenance of good health&lt;br /&gt;   * Vitamins C and E, Calcium&lt;br /&gt;   * No artificial flavours, colours or preservatives&lt;br /&gt;   * Made with real fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;   * 90 calories per 341 mL can&lt;br /&gt;   * 120 calories per 473 mL bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS:&lt;br /&gt;I really liked each of these drinks.  My favorite is the Açai Blueberry Red Tea, with the Fuji Apple Green Tea  one next.  I am not much of a fan of oranges so the Mandarin orange was last on my list, but it happened to be my husbands favorite so we pretty much had them all covered!  I was amazed by the fact that the Fuji Apple Green Tea actually tasted like a green apple! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like the fact that they are made with real fruit juice and that there are no artifical flavours, colours or preservatives added not to mention that they taste soooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BOTTOM LINE: We will definitely be purchasing more at our house!  I was happy to see them in the stores finally (I think we are a little slow out west! :) )  P.S. here are some great &lt;a href="http://www.recipes.mynestea.ca/home.html"&gt;recipes&lt;/a&gt; too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4279410952401809731?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4279410952401809731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4279410952401809731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4279410952401809731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4279410952401809731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/312-my-opinion-nestea-vitao.html' title='#312 - My Opinion - Nestea Vitao'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i584.photobucket.com/albums/ss282/silvergdesigns/posts/th_nestea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-7099634272142137154</id><published>2009-09-20T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>#311- Oy!</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a while.  I have been keeping out of trouble.  I managed to make it through a painful course last week.  Painful in that it was difficult to get through all the material.  The funny thing was all the good comments that I received.  I was really rushing to get through the last bit of the class.  Sometimes I don't know where the time goes?  It was also a small class so I am not really sure what happened.  Oh well I managed to get through everything and no one seemed to irked by the speed at which we went through stuff at the end of day 2 (I think everyone is pretty much ready to leave by then anyway!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in on Friday - lucky me as the hubby was off.  Well not so lucky me as hubby was in a 'mood' because he hasn't been getting any time to work on his shed.  I have been so busy working that I haven't had a lot of time to take the kids off his hands when he is home.  What's a part time working mom with way to many jobs to do?  Put up with a miserable hubby I suppose!  I get yelled at about an hour before work, then get yelled at because I was crying.  What good is crying going to do he says... talk about support there.  NO sorry, nothing, then I get home from work and he won't talk to me.  Sheesh and I didn't even do anything except be so totally exhausted that I had to sleep in.  Oh well he is back to work tomorrow and I am almost ready for my next course so maybe he can have his ME time and shut the frig up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and I just sent my handouts for my last course that I have to develop for this semester.  Phew... Now I just have some final preparations and I can go teach on Thursday/Friday!  Then work Friday night and Sunday at my other job... then pass out for a while! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- grumpy men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- sweet boy who brings me my 'blanket' when I am sad.  Poor little fella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;Well the boys have really been a treat for quite a while now.  They are getting along so well and playing so well it's a amazing.  I didn't expect this kind of peace in the house until they moved out.  They are kids after all! :)  Oh yes and we are officially pull-up free (well except bed time but that's a just in case deal) with the boys!  They both are Potty Trained!  (My sweet Boy1 gets my Iphone every evening then he proceeds to the bathroom to do his business... sometimes he sits there for 20 mins playing on the phone!  I am thinking he will be the magazine reader in the Potty room as he gets older! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes and Baby... she is growing up way to fast for my liking.  She still loves the word NO.  We also like to ask her if she is Mom's girl... she will say NO, then we ask if she is Dad's girl... NO again.  So then what does she say... baby's girl!  Oh yes she is her own person that's for sure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to getting through my four week course marathon (at least that's what it feels like) so that I can just spend time with the kiddos... no work involved!  (At least until they go to bed that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes my growing boys.  For the first time Boy1 and I built a train track, we got to work together, no more just mom doing it.  What a treat!  I really can't put into words how much I love these little folks that run around my house and make noise all day!  It's good to be a MOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-7099634272142137154?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/7099634272142137154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=7099634272142137154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7099634272142137154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/7099634272142137154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/311-oy.html' title='#311- Oy!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4522864081885616769</id><published>2009-09-14T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>#310 - Still keeping out of trouble</title><content type='html'>I was busy working on another contract today!  I needed a break from my course.  Actually I may just take a break from it for a while.  Well until the weekend anyway.  Then I have to get going as I teach the new course the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out for a while today too, I should have been working but instead I was spending money.  (I could really use some new clothes but a netbook was in order for moi)  I do love my gadgets... I shouldn't have spent the money but it was time for some retail therapy! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;I had a guest with me today, Boy1.  No potty accidents which was exciting since we were gone for 2 1/2 hours and I forgot to ask him if he had to GO (bad mother) before we left.  He was good as I dragged him around to three different computer stores, the bank, the dollar-rama and work (to install a printer cable).  He was so tired out that he fell asleep in the truck on the way home!  Poor Gaffer! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go...  good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4522864081885616769?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4522864081885616769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4522864081885616769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4522864081885616769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4522864081885616769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/310-still-keeping-out-of-trouble.html' title='#310 - Still keeping out of trouble'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8374159705666364354</id><published>2009-09-13T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#309 - I made it through the weekend...</title><content type='html'>I am happy that I made it through my first class and a crazy weekend at work.  It was a 3 day work week for me!  I can't believe how tired I am after only 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I suppose it's usually because I start my day at 8am... but for teaching I start my days at 5:30am (man I don't miss working at my old job where that was the normal time to get up).  I usually get home around 5pm so that's not too bad, but on Friday I had to work at my other job so I didn't get home until 10:30pm.  Then I had to be up early on Saturday for a mega sale at my other job.  IT was insane all day.  I came home and fell asleep in the chair after supper. (Well sort of, hubby decided it was ok for the kids to keep trying to wake me up... Arce!  I always tell them to leave their father alone if he doses off, you think he could extend me the same courtesy.)  Well I did head to bed when the kids did so I got some extra sleep anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally finished my course that I was developing!  Now it's just review and checking time!  I am so glad I am on the down swing of this class.  It seems like it took me forever, even though it didn't!  I just have so much to do I want to get on with it I suppose! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- early mornings&lt;br /&gt;- talking alllll day and having to listen to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- weird work hours that let me spend more time with my kids then if I was working out of the house all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;I was sad that on Friday I was gone before the kids got up and didn't get home until after they went to bed.  It's not very often that I don't see them during the day... and I don't like it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy1 is still happily pooping in the potty... thank god for my iphone!&lt;br /&gt;Boy2 likes to lean over when he tinkles... he peed in his face this weekend!  He has some serious compression&lt;br /&gt;Baby still wants everything her way.  Tonight she kicked over a little log house that Boy1 built to get the car she wanted out of it.  She looked around to make sure he wasn't watching and poof with the foot over it went, then the sly little smile appeared.  She grabbed her car and took off.  But not before I gave her heck!  What a turkey, she knew she was being bad but did it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off to bed I go... good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8374159705666364354?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8374159705666364354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8374159705666364354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8374159705666364354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8374159705666364354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/309-i-made-it-through-weekend.html' title='#309 - I made it through the weekend...'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-1835453975704805367</id><published>2009-09-11T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><title type='text'>#308 - Thinking of all those affected by this day in history</title><content type='html'>Thinking of all those affected by September 11th... from planes, to the pentagon, to New York... to those still overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the craziness in our world come to an end one day and there be peace in the world.  If only we could just all live together on this great planet and respect that we are all different in one way or another and just live in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I wish.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-1835453975704805367?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/1835453975704805367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=1835453975704805367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1835453975704805367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/1835453975704805367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/308-thinking-of-all-those-affected-by.html' title='#308 - Thinking of all those affected by this day in history'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-8012176636438180483</id><published>2009-09-10T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potty Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>#307 - It's a rough week but with some humor!</title><content type='html'>Well my work week has just started (well my work out of the house part of the week anyway! LOL)  I am teaching my first course of the semester.  One day down and one day to go!  I am trying to just enjoy what I do, but I always worry about the students that are in the class that should be in the more advanced classes.  Oh well I guess they are warned at the beginning of the course what is actually in the class and they do have the option to transfer.  I always seem to get a few challenging ones in every class.  I have a lady that I am not sure if she can read or even understand English for that matter.  I can point to a cell on a screen, tell her to click on it and she will do EVERYTHING else but.  I am not really sure what the deal is, but at least it gives me something interesting to try to figure out!  So tomorrow is the 2nd and last day of the class.  After the class I have to head to my other part time job and work until close at 9pm.  Then on Saturday... Job2 again.  Sunday = Me passing out I think! :)  Actually I have to finish off one of the other courses I am working on, not to mention the ecommerce site I am trying to setup and some fixes to another application that I support.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything have to happen in the same month?  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- stupid drivers (It never ceases to amaze me at the stupidity of the drivers on the road.  I sure am glad I don't have to drive in rush hour traffic every day)  There was an older gentleman that was cruising to get run over.  He got out onto the freeway drove directly into the 'fast lane' and was doing about 20kms lower than the speed limit.  Not to mention that everyone drives about 20kms over the speed limit.  So what the heck he needed to be out in the fast lane for (besides to cause a traffic jam) is anybody's guess.  We went for miles and he never turned left (not that you can really turn left on that road anyway!) &lt;br /&gt;- my mother (she actually showed up to look after the kids today... one never knows with her) and she is such a joy to be around in the morning that I could just Throw UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- coming home after a long day at work! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;It's so great to come home and the kids actually want me instead of Dad for a change.  I even manage to get some hugs and kisses out of Baby... usually she only gives those to Dad when he gets home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a bit on Potty Training... When all else fails turn to technology to help out.  If you have been following for a while you will know that we have been having some issues getting Boy1 to use the potty.  I have tried everything and could not find anything to bribe the monkey.  Toys, new toys, gummy bears, bran bites (ya I know weird, but with twins you are doing a lot of 'bribing' so I wanted something a little more healthy than candy.)  Well anyway months later Boy1 is still not using the potty for the solids.  Little did I know the answer to my problems was in my back pocket the entire time.  (Now you are probably thinking what the heck is she talking about).  Well he is my kid and I am TOTALLY technology addicted.  Makes sense that one of my kids might be that way.  Low and behold my IPHONE is the trick to potty training, haven't even had an accident since.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a free bubble app that I downloaded from the internet and a 99cent "PhonyPhone" app that I downloaded as well.  When Boy1 has to go potty now he only wants Mom and he will sit and play on the IPHONE until his "job" is done!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to send this one to apple as new way to use your iphone/ipod touch!  HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to call it the Poopy Phone from now one! (And make sure to disinfect it with those nice antibacterial wipes too!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a laugh over this one... good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-8012176636438180483?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/8012176636438180483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=8012176636438180483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8012176636438180483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/8012176636438180483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/307-it-rough-week-but-with-some-humor.html' title='#307 - It&amp;#39;s a rough week but with some humor!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-4670263868429737654</id><published>2009-09-08T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#306 - What do I see?</title><content type='html'>I see leaves changing colours and beginning to fall to the ground... what do you see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-4670263868429737654?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/4670263868429737654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=4670263868429737654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4670263868429737654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/4670263868429737654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/306-what-do-i-see.html' title='#306 - What do I see?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-965401681842228890</id><published>2009-09-05T00:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#305 - It's a working weekend for moi!</title><content type='html'>Man am I messed up with my days.  I have no idea what day it is with the hubby home on Friday now!  (hmm my printer is making some funny noises in the background... I am not sure that wireless is the way to go with printers! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday is Labour Day... guess what I will be doing, labouring over my computer!  I am still working on one of my courses.  I am a bit of a freak with wondering how much I have to do yet so I am always counting pages. (I have a student handout that I use as my base to create my course and my exercises and samples).  Well I am 39% through the book.  There are 4 major sections (2 yucky ones).  I have one of the yucky sections done and I am currently working on the biggest one.  Then one more yucky section then a small section then I am DONE.  At least when I am done I am done all my prep work for all three courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get to go to my fun job.  I picked up a shift (dumb!) but it's ok as I need to go deal with some computer issues there too! We finally got a new computer and I got it all setup and working with the system (or so I thought) and we have had a few setup issues that required some tweaking by moi.  Tomorrow I need to fix the receipts that I buggered up by accident on Thursday night. (Well I mostly cleaned them up but I have a bit of work to do yet! :) ) Then I have to deal with a blog switch over for our work blog... yaddy yaddy ya!  I do manage to keep myself in front of the computer these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make it through the entire afternoon without one Vista crash!  I am going to write that one down on my calendar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's late and I need to be off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-965401681842228890?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/965401681842228890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=965401681842228890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/965401681842228890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/965401681842228890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/305-it-working-weekend-for-moi.html' title='#305 - It&amp;#39;s a working weekend for moi!'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-5399756298607222873</id><published>2009-09-02T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>#304 - Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>My husband just doesn't get it!  His annoying behaviour today lead to me still working until after midnight!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T DEVELOP a course DEAR while I am watching the KIDS so that you can go outside and do whatever the friggin heck it was that you were doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off he was miserable all evening even though he got to do what he wanted.  A little help here would be nice MR man.  He just doesn't get it?  When he is HOME I need time to work on this stuff without a pile of interruptions.  I let him do what he wanted all weekend and still tried to get as much done as I could!  Now where does that leave me up have the effing night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I am a bit grumpy?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets home at noon these days and goes to bed at 9pm so he can get up early to go to work.  MAYBE he should go in a little later and get some gosh darn rest so the rest of us don't have to put up with his snarly attitude almost every night!  Then add some close to record breaking temperatures and a nasty man I have here. He makes me feel like I shouldn't be working when he is home and the kids are up because he doesn't want to do everything.  Some days marriage is a wonderful thing isn't it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he will be going to work soon and I need some sleep so I better be off to bed and try not to wake the beast! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night... lets hope tomorrow is a better day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-5399756298607222873?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/5399756298607222873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=5399756298607222873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5399756298607222873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/5399756298607222873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/304-are-you-kidding-me.html' title='#304 - Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20910351.post-958123481144998070</id><published>2009-09-01T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:24:30.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>#303 - Hot hot hot</title><content type='html'>Well if this is the end of our summer weather it sure is a final melt!  It was another HOT one today.  So much so that we all hid inside! (Well except my hubby he was finishing up with the last two cans of sealer for the driveway.  6 huge cans and we aren't even done yet.  The rest will have to wait until next year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got our new computer at work so I rushed in to set it up today.  Good thing as my other laptop was our second till for the last little while.  I have to do some work for another contract and I need the laptop back so talk about just in time they are supposed to call me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT BUG ME&lt;br /&gt;- going from near frost conditions to super super hot!&lt;br /&gt;- stupid Point of Sale (POS) system at work!  Arrrrg!&lt;br /&gt;- leaves already falling off the trees!  What is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;- a house that just won't cool off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;- Little smiles&lt;br /&gt;- Getting the work computer up and running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDO NOTES&lt;br /&gt;The boys were suffering from the heat I think... they didn't get up until 10:30am this morning!  WOW.  I thought it was a good thing but Baby and Boy2 were just MISERABLE after sleeping so late.  No more sleeping in for those two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20910351-958123481144998070?l=soralis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/feeds/958123481144998070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20910351&amp;postID=958123481144998070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/958123481144998070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20910351/posts/default/958123481144998070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soralis.blogspot.com/2009/09/303-hot-hot-hot.html' title='#303 - Hot hot hot'/><author><name>soralis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874975328481113933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j167/soraliswinds/daff.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
