<?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-18887899</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:42:06.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gogoz place</title><subtitle type='html'>Keep it simple stupid.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5138740190427019738</id><published>2008-03-17T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:55:55.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buglegs</title><content type='html'>Check out this great new esty store, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5677618"&gt;Buglegs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5138740190427019738?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5138740190427019738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5138740190427019738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5138740190427019738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5138740190427019738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2008/03/buglegs.html' title='Buglegs'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5771876059619987922</id><published>2008-01-03T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:34:59.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buh-bye Holidays, Bu-bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/R30p5Kv8hNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9kC9KIZ0OCY/s1600-h/DSCF0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 131px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/R30p5Kv8hNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9kC9KIZ0OCY/s320/DSCF0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151319610896450770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So the Holidays are over. I have to say it is a relief. School starts back on Monday January 7th, and I am glad and sad all at the same time. My babes have the tendency to drive me nuts, but I love just being with them. No schedule, no drop-offs or pick-ups... The routine that school gives is a nice, but this vacation from it all has been great. The pic is of my 8 year son (baby a) Adam holding a turtle he made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5771876059619987922?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5771876059619987922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5771876059619987922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5771876059619987922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5771876059619987922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/buh-bye-holidays-bu-bye.html' title='Buh-bye Holidays, Bu-bye'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/R30p5Kv8hNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9kC9KIZ0OCY/s72-c/DSCF0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-187964413650908462</id><published>2008-01-02T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:19:41.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is sucking right now</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am in a pissy mood. This volunteer job I have is sucking, or should I say I am sucking at it. My dd Hannah, is painfully thin. I have been worried about this for YEARS, but now people are noticing and reprimanding me for not noticing! I am crabby and cold and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough, even I am sick of my bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-187964413650908462?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/187964413650908462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=187964413650908462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/187964413650908462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/187964413650908462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-life-is-sucking-right-now.html' title='My Life is sucking right now'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5467770630308512458</id><published>2008-01-01T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:16:46.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>Have a happy one folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5467770630308512458?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5467770630308512458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5467770630308512458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5467770630308512458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5467770630308512458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-19456812804584829</id><published>2007-12-27T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:54:59.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog 365 2008</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am officially crazy, but here it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-19456812804584829?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/19456812804584829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=19456812804584829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/19456812804584829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/19456812804584829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-365-2008.html' title='Blog 365 2008'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-6751546644551834919</id><published>2007-06-19T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:26:11.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Foto Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rngr828PB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qSfSiKzHcVE/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rngr828PB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qSfSiKzHcVE/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077856904400537474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks &lt;a href="http://2happy.typepad.com/double_happiness/2007/06/love.html"&gt;theme&lt;/a&gt; is love. I posted this one earlier, but I love it. (Click the image to make it bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-6751546644551834919?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6751546644551834919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=6751546644551834919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6751546644551834919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6751546644551834919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/family-foto-friday.html' title='Family Foto Friday'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rngr828PB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qSfSiKzHcVE/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5340497909873172277</id><published>2007-06-13T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:39:55.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>It seems like I have so many pictures of Hannah on here and not many of the boys. So here are a couple I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RnAqQW8PB1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HbYy_odl9vs/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 108px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RnAqQW8PB1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HbYy_odl9vs/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075603240571045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; snapped this morning.  Click the image to make it bigger. The one on the left is my favorite one and  a total accident. I wasn't even looking, I snapped too fast and that is what I got. John is kissing Adam's shoulder. The one on the right is m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RnAqYG8PB2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0rkcAS2rSL4/s1600-h/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 119px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RnAqYG8PB2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0rkcAS2rSL4/s320/smiley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075603373715031906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ore of what I was going for but Adam  suddenly started climbing on and tickling John. John loves horseplay put on this huge smile. My guys! Aren't they cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5340497909873172277?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5340497909873172277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5340497909873172277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5340497909873172277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5340497909873172277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RnAqQW8PB1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HbYy_odl9vs/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-4239790832470206776</id><published>2007-06-08T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:42:11.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour Puss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmovlG8PB0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/kAC5fA0eueQ/s1600-h/glamour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmovlG8PB0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/kAC5fA0eueQ/s320/glamour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073920244751206210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my girl Hannah all dolled up. We were playing with makeup. She loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-4239790832470206776?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4239790832470206776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=4239790832470206776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/4239790832470206776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/4239790832470206776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/glamour-puss.html' title='Glamour Puss'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmovlG8PB0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/kAC5fA0eueQ/s72-c/glamour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-1722738325269257001</id><published>2007-06-08T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:01:59.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Hilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070608/ap_en_tv/paris_hilton;_ylt=Ar2Wse45hHaQNuxTeKX1kd_MWM0F"&gt;Poor girl is going back to jail.&lt;/a&gt; Now I mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;despise&lt;/span&gt; Miss Hilton, and I did cheer a bit when this all went down in the beginning, but it seems cruel at this point. If she really has a bad psych disorder, it could be veerryy bad for her to be locked up. Also, I have read over and over that changing the terms of a sentence midstream is not unusual at all especially when extenuating circumstances are taken into account. I'll say it again, poor girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-1722738325269257001?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1722738325269257001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=1722738325269257001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/1722738325269257001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/1722738325269257001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/paris-hilton.html' title='Paris Hilton'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-6101546221871067765</id><published>2007-06-08T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:52:32.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool today</title><content type='html'>I guess a picture is worth a thousand words. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmmkl28PByI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xl0zRud3TK0/s1600-h/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 127px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmmkl28PByI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xl0zRud3TK0/s320/couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073767425519847202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My poor guys, no swimming and they are boooorrrreeedddd. They want to swim so bad, but it is not even 70 out in our neck of the woods. It is so bad for them that they made up a game which involved one of the girls losing her shoes in the mouth (!) of some very dense bushes we have.  Uh... I don't know either. I did find them though and I have the scratches to prove it. Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-6101546221871067765?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6101546221871067765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=6101546221871067765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6101546221871067765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6101546221871067765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/cool-today.html' title='Cool today'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmmkl28PByI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xl0zRud3TK0/s72-c/couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5412607358701118312</id><published>2007-06-07T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T20:16:48.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Information Age</title><content type='html'>I am going to make an admission here, I am an information junkie. I need to know everything about whatever is tickling my fancy at the time and I need to know now. I have always been this way. When a boyfriend told me about a group he liked, I read everything I could find about them in the library and listened to every record they had. When I was in love with football, I checked out every book my college library had on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Payton"&gt;Walter Payton&lt;/a&gt;. After watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0095082/"&gt;Eight Men Out&lt;/a&gt; I actually wrote a paper on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Sox_scandal"&gt;1919 Black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  This habit has only gotten worse with the advent of the Internet. I am constantly looking someone or something up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt;, testing out theories I have...I am a little sick, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmjF4m8PBtI/AAAAAAAAADg/zTIQwQbvbmc/s1600-h/logo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 109px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmjF4m8PBtI/AAAAAAAAADg/zTIQwQbvbmc/s320/logo.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073522556549400274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m I going with this? I'll tell you. I couple of years ago I was watching something about Bob Hope. They were talking about how he entertained the troops for all of those years, from WWII to Vietnam and beyond. Now I am not all that old, 38, so I only remember Mr. Hope from all of those specials he had on as I was growing up, and I had no sense of the kind of man he was. I assumed he was a good man because he really put himself in harms way to entertain the troops, especially during &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmjHDW8PBuI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZIZ852tcTcc/s1600-h/mcas-bobhope-hansen-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 163px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmjHDW8PBuI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZIZ852tcTcc/s320/mcas-bobhope-hansen-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073523840744621794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WWII. Then they (whatever show it was) showed a pic of him with Frances &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Langford&lt;/span&gt;, a singer in his show. Something about it made me think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Bob had more going on than met the eye. I researched and found a book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Secret-Life-Hope-Unauthorized-Biography/dp/0942637747"&gt;The Secret Life of Bob Hope&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Groucho&lt;/span&gt; Marx son Arthur. I had suspected that Bob was a bit of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;philanderer&lt;/span&gt; and Arthur confirmed it for me. However, instead of being happy that my hunch was right, and that I found my answer, I was disgusted. With Bob... why no. Arthur Marx quite obviously hated Bob so much that everything he (Bob) did was somehow nefarious. EVERYTHING. He only entertained the troops so he could screw around, in Arthur Marx's opinion that is. A few of the women that he messed around with met bad ends YEARS AND YEARS after their involvement with Hope, but somehow it was his fault. He did well with realestate investing, that means he's evil! I recently picked this book up again and was mad all over again reading this smear job. Now I will say that if half of the things Arthur Marx says about Bob is true (and probably more than half are true), then he was a bastard in many ways. It's just that the book was written in such a mean spirited way that instead of changing my high opinion of Bob Hope, it has soured me on Arthur Marx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, vent over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5412607358701118312?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5412607358701118312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5412607358701118312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5412607358701118312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5412607358701118312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/information-age.html' title='The Information Age'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmjF4m8PBtI/AAAAAAAAADg/zTIQwQbvbmc/s72-c/logo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-6785302936281615213</id><published>2007-06-07T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:56:01.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumer Daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmh-am8PBrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KcGxwSYzJwI/s1600-h/scoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmh-am8PBrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KcGxwSYzJwI/s320/scoot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073443975827752626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmh-NG8PBqI/AAAAAAAAADI/aThGrqHvm0k/s1600-h/tube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmh-NG8PBqI/AAAAAAAAADI/aThGrqHvm0k/s320/tube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073443743899518626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today it was warm out so the kids had a blast. Lots of swimming and scooter riding. It was supposed to hit 90 or 91 today, but it was so windy that it was hard to tell. I love days like this because my littles spend most of their time outside. Let me tell you 5 kids stuck inside on a rainy day really sucks! Outside is much easier, funner for the kids, and makes for less drama all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-6785302936281615213?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6785302936281615213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=6785302936281615213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6785302936281615213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6785302936281615213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/sumer-daze.html' title='Sumer Daze'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/Rmh-am8PBrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KcGxwSYzJwI/s72-c/scoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-14826315976555439</id><published>2007-06-06T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:25:42.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime, summertime, sum-sum, summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmbD228PBpI/AAAAAAAAADA/9by3Eb-3PPo/s1600-h/peasinapod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmbD228PBpI/AAAAAAAAADA/9by3Eb-3PPo/s320/peasinapod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072957377507952274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Summer is officially here. No more school! Woo Hoo!!!!!!!!!! Today is the first day of summer for my troops and I hope it is a fun one. I am watching two classmates of my trio for the summer for a little extra money. They are good sweet girls and it should be a good time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-14826315976555439?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/14826315976555439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=14826315976555439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/14826315976555439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/14826315976555439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/06/summertime-summertime-sum-sum.html' title='Summertime, summertime, sum-sum, summertime'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RmbD228PBpI/AAAAAAAAADA/9by3Eb-3PPo/s72-c/peasinapod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-2062124199130746416</id><published>2007-03-30T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:34:17.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Anna H</title><content type='html'>I thank you so much for the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/T.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/H.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/A.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/N.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/K.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/S.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/A.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/N.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/N.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/A.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-2062124199130746416?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2062124199130746416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=2062124199130746416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/2062124199130746416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/2062124199130746416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-anna-h.html' title='For Anna H'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-7488775890466249978</id><published>2007-03-13T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:23:01.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Foto Friday  - a past challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfcHuzjj3tI/AAAAAAAAACU/U5osBaE5cOk/s1600-h/look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfcHuzjj3tI/AAAAAAAAACU/U5osBaE5cOk/s320/look.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041506808559296210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfcHGjjj3sI/AAAAAAAAACM/hGA1Zgkky_c/s1600-h/Awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfcHGjjj3sI/AAAAAAAAACM/hGA1Zgkky_c/s320/Awake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041506117069561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2happy.typepad.com/double_happiness/2007/01/profiles.html"&gt;Profiles!&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about this older challenge for awhile and I finally found these photos of Hannah when she was itsy for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-7488775890466249978?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7488775890466249978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=7488775890466249978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/7488775890466249978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/7488775890466249978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/family-foto-friday-past-challenge.html' title='Family Foto Friday  - a past challenge'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfcHuzjj3tI/AAAAAAAAACU/U5osBaE5cOk/s72-c/look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-6268811523831318275</id><published>2007-03-12T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:34:05.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Do you pray? Praying is not the same as being religious. My mother is NOT &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=religious"&gt;religious&lt;/a&gt;, but she prays all of the time. I am religious and I pray constantly, but I am getting off point. Do you pray? If you do, there are so many things in the world to pray about now-a-days. Like the end of war, poverty, addiction and the obliteration of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bratz"&gt;Bratz Dolls&lt;/a&gt;, but I would ask you to &lt;a href="http://tomiawithlove.blogspot.com/2007/03/calling-all-prayer-warriors.html"&gt;add one&lt;/a&gt; to your long list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These poor people were &lt;a href="http://tomiawithlove.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-were-skipped.html"&gt;skipped&lt;/a&gt; while waiting for a referral to adopt from China. It is so sad and disheartening for them because they have been waiting for something like 16 months. This was their turn, but something went wrong and they recently found out that their file had been sitting around incomplete for months and months. The problem has been resolved now, but their file remains in limbo and could be there for a long time. She is &lt;a href="http://www.tomiawithlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;asking for prayers&lt;/a&gt;, and I am trying to help. So, if you are the praying sort, please pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-6268811523831318275?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6268811523831318275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=6268811523831318275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6268811523831318275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6268811523831318275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-4507611838323286930</id><published>2007-03-09T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:46:01.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Television</title><content type='html'>Until this year I would've told you that I mostly despise RTV (reality TV), then I took a long look at my viewing practices. Here are the shows that I watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays: &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/"&gt;Heroes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/australias_next_top_model/series.jhtml"&gt;Australia's Next Top Model,&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/engaged_and_underage/series.jhtml"&gt;Engaged and underaged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.idolonfox.com"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/pussycat-dolls"&gt;PussyCat Dolls: The next Doll,&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/the_agency/series.jhtml"&gt;The Agency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.cwtv.com/shows/americas-next-top-model"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.idolonfox.com"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/engaged_and_underage/series.jhtml"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All but one are reality TV .... I am such a tool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-4507611838323286930?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4507611838323286930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=4507611838323286930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/4507611838323286930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/4507611838323286930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/reality-television.html' title='Reality Television'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5656588981705990477</id><published>2007-03-08T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:50:02.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Next Top Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfDLU3qJvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvCmXoFSXFw/s1600-h/M4100023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfDLU3qJvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvCmXoFSXFw/s320/M4100023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039751542426156850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfDLBnqJvyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nizvlGe7_DY/s1600-h/M4100024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfDLBnqJvyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nizvlGe7_DY/s320/M4100024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039751211713675042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop looking &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/americas-next-top-model"&gt;Tyra&lt;/a&gt;, I have found her. Hannah thinks she is so fierce in these photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5656588981705990477?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5656588981705990477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5656588981705990477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5656588981705990477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5656588981705990477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/americas-next-top-model.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfDLU3qJvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvCmXoFSXFw/s72-c/M4100023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-7795713627263187125</id><published>2007-03-08T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T05:48:00.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfFkwTjj3rI/AAAAAAAAACE/ArlGG96dLAE/s1600-h/hand4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfFkwTjj3rI/AAAAAAAAACE/ArlGG96dLAE/s320/hand4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039920239050219186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfCodnqJvtI/AAAAAAAAABM/yRSL1yeRT3M/s1600-h/M4100047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfCodnqJvtI/AAAAAAAAABM/yRSL1yeRT3M/s320/M4100047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039713209843039954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfCoPXqJvsI/AAAAAAAAABE/CwV6hkSiC6c/s1600-h/M4100001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfCoPXqJvsI/AAAAAAAAABE/CwV6hkSiC6c/s320/M4100001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039712965029904066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands! For &lt;a href="http://www.2happy.typepad.com/"&gt;Donna's&lt;/a&gt; challenge here is my post. Two of my kids being hams showing us their hands. I found the baby pic after I had already posted this one. Looks like Hannah just loves this pose. Such cuties!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-7795713627263187125?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7795713627263187125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=7795713627263187125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/7795713627263187125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/7795713627263187125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/hands-for-donnas-challenge-here-is-my.html' title='Hands!!!!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RfFkwTjj3rI/AAAAAAAAACE/ArlGG96dLAE/s72-c/hand4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-6707715259808983044</id><published>2007-03-05T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:51:41.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>Does anyone watch &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/"&gt;Heroes&lt;/a&gt;? That is the best, freakiest show out there! I am sitting on the edge of my seat during every episode, just waiting to be scared shitless. Good times, good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-6707715259808983044?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6707715259808983044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=6707715259808983044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6707715259808983044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/6707715259808983044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-5731154931449900298</id><published>2007-02-03T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:46:09.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RcU3WI7TKhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7eJaZhm9cr0/s1600-h/Couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RcU3WI7TKhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7eJaZhm9cr0/s320/Couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027485412521880082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RcU1yY7TKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6eSi4R-Y1I8/s1600-h/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RcU1yY7TKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6eSi4R-Y1I8/s320/five.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027483698829928930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done this before, but I thought I would post for &lt;a href="http://2happy.typepad.com/double_happiness/"&gt;Donna's&lt;/a&gt; photo challenge. The lovely lady in pink is my nearly 9 year old Hannah at one month taking a snooze on the couch. The tightly swaddled babes are my twin sons on the day they were born just over 7 years ago. Those are my hands around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; heads. I love the sleeping pics! Thanks Donna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-5731154931449900298?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5731154931449900298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=5731154931449900298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5731154931449900298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/5731154931449900298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/sleeping-beauties.html' title='Sleeping Beauties'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S71FdM_B26A/RcU3WI7TKhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7eJaZhm9cr0/s72-c/Couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-116587415993264023</id><published>2006-12-11T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:55:59.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7999/1858/1600/86398/graduation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7999/1858/320/305626/graduation1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7999/1858/1600/614108/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7999/1858/320/690456/five.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-116587415993264023?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116587415993264023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=116587415993264023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/116587415993264023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/116587415993264023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-115686113350646705</id><published>2006-08-29T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T07:18:53.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Appropriated from&lt;a href="http://incarcerateduterus.typepad.com/chicagomama/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://incarcerateduterus.typepad.com/chicagomama/"&gt;Chicago mama&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. The dick that owns the dog who attacked mine still hasn't paid. He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I love the show &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0134247/"&gt;Felicity&lt;/a&gt; even though it is about a college girl and I am so beyond that stage in life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. My favorite book is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gone_with_the_Wind"&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/a&gt; and I find new reasons to love it every time I read it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. I love coffee and drink several cups a day, but refuse to make more than one cup at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. I DO NOT eat leftovers.  I stole this random thing, but it is true of me too. Even the most wonderful food makes awful leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. I watched a little boy named Vince over the summer for extra money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-115686113350646705?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115686113350646705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=115686113350646705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/115686113350646705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/115686113350646705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2006/08/six-random-things.html' title='Six random things'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-115604469753960457</id><published>2006-08-19T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T20:31:37.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/1600/08090016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/320/08090016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been forever since I posted, but whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad right now. For a few reasons, most have to do with my squishy little dog, Bella. I really love her as if she were one of my kids, almost... I suppose I wouldn't lock my children in a cage to stop them from pooping in my office... Not unless it was a really bad day. (Kidding people, the day wouldn't have to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if you can appreciate how small Bella really is from this picture... Poms only weigh about 3-7 lbs fully grown (Bella is 6lbs), she is tiny. Despite her size, she thinks she is a big dog. She is the ruler of her little area and if another dog, no matter the size, tries to usurp her, watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I was watching my sisters 5 mo old German Shepard, Grendel. Despite the fact that he is named after&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grendel" target="_self"&gt; a man eating monster,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grendel"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Grendel is a sweet dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday (8-11) we (hubby, twin sons, Bella, Grendel and I) went for a walk around the block. We passed several houses with dogs all barking furiously at us, but that is the norm, there are a lot of dogs in my neighborhood. At one point we stopped and let the kids run around while the dogs (still leashed of course) got to know each other. Suddenly this&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelosepatas.com.br/cachorro/Rottweiler-1.jpg"&gt;rottweiler&lt;/a&gt; came running at us. I am not sure why, but we were sort of frozen for a moment and then the dog had Bella in it's jaws and was shaking her around. My hubby jumped on this dog and got Bella away from it, but the damage was done. Bella suffered broken ribs and a minor puncture wound to the belly, not too bad considering she could have been that dog's lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet bill was 400$. I don't know about you all, but that is a big chunk out of our budget right before school starts. Turns out the dog was being watched for a friend, just like Grendel. This guys little kid saw us and wanted to take the rottweiler for a walk too but the dog got away from him. At first the dog-watcher, R, said he would pay no problem, then he had to talk to the owner. I was pissed, I knew we wouldn't see any money, but Scott, my dh, said R was a good guy, just to wait. R did come up with 100$ and said we would get the rest this past Tues, then Fri, then Sun, and now Mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fed up! The police wont do anything because it was a dog on dog attack. FUCK!!! I hate this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.comment&amp;friendID=50205846&amp;amp;blogID=154824898&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA%2BGgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECOYUJoax48VRBBAw0XOj4nW7nSR0yu0tPyRNBCi002Au%2BVOuuyna3JlQrvtEc3nkfPC%2BeogTdrhuNwjV9so5IUe0gA25&amp;amp;amp;amp;BlogCategoryID=19&amp;amp;Mytoken=D4FD58CD-BD1B-452D-BFF1DB8192B76BF4144066437"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-115604469753960457?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115604469753960457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=115604469753960457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/115604469753960457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/115604469753960457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-sad.html' title='I am sad'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113771706260769038</id><published>2006-01-19T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T16:31:02.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: May 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the type of personality that people either love or hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your flair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: If you think it, you say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Scarlet red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Inverted triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113771706260769038?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113771706260769038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113771706260769038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113771706260769038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113771706260769038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2006/01/scarlet-red.html' title='Scarlet Red'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113763855358840274</id><published>2006-01-18T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:42:33.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I stole</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I got this from a great China adoption site that I visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing ten years ago? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was living with my boyfriend, soon to be fiance - now husband, and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing one year ago? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with the pneumonia that all 3 kids had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Veggies and Dip&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheese and crackers&lt;br /&gt;3. Chocolate w/peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;4. Candy (!)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.pier7.de/fingerfood/usamexico/6006.jpg"&gt;Cheddar Cheese poppers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things I would do if I were a millionaire:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a vacation home for my mother.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay off all of my bills and my moms bills too.&lt;br /&gt;3. Remodel our attic into a huge master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;4. Adopt a child from china.&lt;br /&gt;5. Set up trust for the  best college educations money can buy for all of the children in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leaving half full pop cans around.&lt;br /&gt;2. Playing with my hair&lt;br /&gt;3. Being messy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Being a "know it all"&lt;br /&gt;5. Eating too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things I like doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading&lt;br /&gt;2. Spending time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cooking&lt;br /&gt;4. Reading blogs!&lt;br /&gt;5. Caring for my littles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things I would never wear, buy, or get new again: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leather mini skirt.&lt;br /&gt;2. Super high heels.&lt;br /&gt;3. Earings that weigh more than a small dog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Jackets with shoulder pads.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cowboy boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five favorite toys/games:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tradewinds2&lt;br /&gt;2. Dinner Dash&lt;br /&gt;3. Bookworm&lt;br /&gt;4. Leapster&lt;br /&gt;5. Zuma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal; remove the blog in the TOP SPOT from the following list and then add YOUR BLOG to the bottom spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teagueadoption.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then select FIVE PEOPLE to TAG!&lt;br /&gt;I know of no one who reads this, so...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;You    and....&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113763855358840274?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113763855358840274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113763855358840274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113763855358840274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113763855358840274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2006/01/tag-i-stole.html' title='Tag I stole'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113539090490735054</id><published>2005-12-23T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:36:27.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I doing EVERYTHING?</title><content type='html'>~Or the tale of the perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a long time to figure out what a true perfectionist is. It is not someone who is perfect, but someone who wants things the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;want it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; they&lt;/span&gt; want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas I have done everything. The buying, the wrapping, the cleaning, the planning, the cooking, the toting... all of it. My husband has done very little. As I was bitching at him about it, he was saying that he liked to wrap, he could have wrapped. Of course the wrapping is done now, so whatever. When I stopped to think about it, I didn't and don't ask for his help for a reason. He doesn't do it right. LOL If I asked him to wrap, he would ask me for the paper and the tape and the scissors and the gifts...who gets what...where are the labels.... Do you see the direction I am heading. Asking him to do it takes 10 times longer than doing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish that if I have to do it all he would just let me grouse about it and not get all hurt and stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113539090490735054?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113539090490735054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113539090490735054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113539090490735054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113539090490735054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-am-i-doing-everything.html' title='Why am I doing EVERYTHING?'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113518291936000986</id><published>2005-12-21T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T08:35:19.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas, I do, but it is so much work! This year it has been much better for me because I finished everything early. I am wrapped and ready to go! This is a huge (and much needed) improvement over past years where I was buying the bulk of it on Christmas eve and wrapping that night at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I would stop bitching since I am done and all, but no. I am having some people over for Christmas Eve, so I have dinner to worry about, it has to be perfect. Why perfect you ask? Good question! I am not the perfect mom...My kids love me to death, but I make my fair share of mistakes. I am FAR from the perfect housekeeper...That is why I pay someone to clean my house. Speaking of paying, I am terrible with the overspending, oy! However, there is one thing I am good, no great at...Throwing a dinner party. I can cook fairly well, my presentation is nice, and people usually leave with a full belly and a happy disposition. So...being the one thing I really excel at, this dinner has to rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have wonderful holidays to anyone who may come across this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113518291936000986?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113518291936000986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113518291936000986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113518291936000986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113518291936000986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113513204089357651</id><published>2005-12-20T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:27:20.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom...I think I'm getting coal for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/1600/adamblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/320/adamblue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what my little six year old Adam just said to me. I ask him why and he tearfully told me that he had been bad 3 days in a row. This is true, Adam has been on a hot streak lately, but I have never, ever told him that he would get coal for Christmas. I have told him that Santa is watching, that he had better straighten out soon because Christmas will be here before we know it. Let me clarify that Adam is a wonderful child, but these past few days, mischief has been his middle name.  So I tried to explain that while he would not be receiving coal that he did need to be a good boy at school.  I hope I calmed him down, the poor child was so sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113513204089357651?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113513204089357651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113513204089357651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113513204089357651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113513204089357651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/12/momi-think-im-getting-coal-for.html' title='Mom...I think I&apos;m getting coal for Christmas!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113365990765783199</id><published>2005-12-03T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T17:31:47.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something has to be done about....</title><content type='html'>the cost of heating ones home.  I complained about this  in an &lt;a href="http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/heating-my-effing-home.html"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt;.  I now have the bill for a month of freezing my ass off even though it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;that cold out.  $217.00! No folks, that is not a mis-print. I kept my heat between 60 and 64 degrees, even turned on electric space heaters to help out, but still, my bill was $217 fucking dollars.  That was before it got cold like it is now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got my bill, I also got an offer to be on budget billing for $232 a month. I jumped at it. Budget billing is when they bill you a set amount per month to average out your bill over 12 months.  Over the summer my budget billing was $150, they re-evaluated in Nov to $358. I was so happy to see the change that I was literally yelling and jumping for joy.  There is something seriously wrong when someone is that excited over a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE-ASS&lt;/span&gt; heating bill like that.  The first thing I did was turn my heat up from 60 (where I had banished it) to 66.  Let me tell you, 66 is still cold, but I will have to pay the bill eventually so I didn't want to go too nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, last night I was laying in my bed under 3 comforters with sweat clothes on as jamas freezing my considerable ass off.  I was sooo cold. I stomped over to the damn thermostat and turned it up to 68 - oh you big spender!  It makes me so angry that I have to freeze all winter so that I will not go bankrupt.  Time for regulation people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113365990765783199?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113365990765783199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113365990765783199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113365990765783199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113365990765783199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/12/something-has-to-be-done-about.html' title='Something has to be done about....'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113323800758952345</id><published>2005-11-28T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:20:51.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amelia Bedelia</title><content type='html'>My daughter, Hannah, is a poor reader. I have lots of excuses for this, missed school, lazy mum, blah, blah, blah-did-dee-blah-blah. The bottom line remains the same no matter how I qualify it. My daughter, so bright, so talented, funny, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/1600/blue.jpg"&gt;beautiful&lt;/a&gt;, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; with reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me so sad because I love reading so much. I just love it.... I read 1-3 books a week. I had been praying for my girl to find this love of reading, and she has found it. She loves &lt;a href="http://www.carolinatheatre.org/resources/images/performers/amelia%20b%20come%20back.jpg"&gt;Amelia Bedelia&lt;/a&gt; books. She read one for class and since then will read nothing else. We have had to do two book reports this year and both have been &lt;a href="http://www.harperchildrens.com/hch/fiction/featuresarchive/Amelia/"&gt;Amelia Bedelia books&lt;/a&gt;.  She still struggles, but, I hope that love of reading will help her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113323800758952345?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113323800758952345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113323800758952345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113323800758952345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113323800758952345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/amelia-bedelia.html' title='Amelia Bedelia'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113295574633051486</id><published>2005-11-25T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T13:55:46.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>Too much is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last Thurs (11/17) things have been nuts. On that particular day, Hannah made her first confession, or as it is known now, first reconciliation. It was fine, went fairly fast, and the boys were good. That is about all I can ask of any occasion. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (11/18) was dress down day at Hannah's school. She goes to a Catholic school and every Friday is a day that children who follow the rules and complete homework can wear "street" clothes. Hannah put on this ridiculous dress, way too summery, and I pulled it off of her. Imagine my surprise to see her covered in spots. Well, not covered really, 35 or so. Off to the doctor we went. You have probably already guessed that she had chicken pox, but I was utterly surprised when the doc told us this. You see my girl has been &lt;a href="http://www.who.int/vaccines/en/varicella.shtml"&gt;vaccinated&lt;/a&gt; against chicken pox, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; has already had them. I have been told this can happen if one does contract c.p. after vaccination, very rare, but not unheard of. So. Fine. Great. Hannah missed a ton of school in K and 1st grade due to re-occurant strep, and now this. She missed the entire week. Now she is struggling to get all of the homework done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I was supposed to host Thanksgiving for 20 yesterday. I had to back out. My grandmother has had &lt;a href="http://www.medinfo.co.uk/conditions/shingles.html"&gt;shingles&lt;/a&gt; twice, and the second bout nearly drove her crazy. Chicken pox can cause shingles, so... No Thanksgiving at my house. Well, at least not for 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Thanksgiving here, and it was nice. I cooked a 12 pound turkey with all the trimmings. Pumpkin pie, pecan pie .... The works. I made everyone dress up, and after dinner we walked around the block despite the bone numbing cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I sit, typing as my turkey soup simmers, smelling wonderful. I hope you had a great one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113295574633051486?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113295574633051486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113295574633051486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113295574633051486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113295574633051486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113258400299292336</id><published>2005-11-21T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T06:40:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst. Invention. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bestofdownunder.com/drizabone/images/hood.jpg"&gt;Detactable hoods&lt;/a&gt;. I hate them. My daughter leaves hers alone, but my boys...oy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113258400299292336?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113258400299292336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113258400299292336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113258400299292336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113258400299292336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/worst-invention-ever.html' title='Worst. Invention. Ever.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113244986825771309</id><published>2005-11-19T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:24:29.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Okay, I will admit it... I am a Harry Potter addict. I love the books, I love the movies.... I just love it all. My hubby and I took our chillins to the show yesterday, and it was awesome.  The only problem with watching movies that are based on your fav books is that the movie  feels like the book on fast forward.  So much was left out, but it was already fairly long, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I still loved it. I have so many theories about the next book that I will bore you all with at a later date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113244986825771309?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113244986825771309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113244986825771309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113244986825771309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113244986825771309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113210323732759795</id><published>2005-11-15T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:07:17.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heating my effing home</title><content type='html'>I live in IL and my gas company is &lt;a href="http://www.nicor.com/en_us/residential/index.htm"&gt;NICOR&lt;/a&gt;. Over the summer I signed up for the budget plan in hopes that I could alleviate some of the huge winter heating bills we have all been expecting. My budget plan bill was $150 monthly. This seemed high to me, but I thought they (Nicor) were getting ready for high winter bills. The budget amount is re-evaluated every 4 months. Mine came up in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I was expecting, but definitely not what I got. My new "budget" amount was $358.00 per month. AND I had a credit of over $200. Shocked, I canceled the plan, and will keep paying as much or more than my bill to build up my credit and dip into it if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point we have been keeping our heat set to 60. Things are not looking good people, it is not even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; out yet and we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt; in here. My hubby is putting &lt;a href="http://hardware.hardwarestore.com/31-160-window-door-insulation/3m-indoor-window-insulator-kit-221242.aspx"&gt;plastic&lt;/a&gt; on the windows as we speak, I hope it helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113210323732759795?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113210323732759795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113210323732759795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113210323732759795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113210323732759795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/heating-my-effing-home.html' title='Heating my effing home'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113202260764954070</id><published>2005-11-14T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:43:27.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys as babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/1600/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/320/five.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were just born in this pic. They are 6 years old now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113202260764954070?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113202260764954070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113202260764954070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202260764954070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202260764954070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-boys-as-babies.html' title='My boys as babies'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113202236254053534</id><published>2005-11-14T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:39:22.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7999/1858/320/blue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little H. Hannah Marie. She will be 8 years old this coming March. This pic was taken this past September in Disney World. She is posing with Nellie of American Girl Doll fame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113202236254053534?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113202236254053534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113202236254053534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202236254053534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202236254053534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/kiddos.html' title='Kiddos'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113202207946889841</id><published>2005-11-14T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:35:57.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Space</title><content type='html'>I just posted about Thanksgiving and it is not showing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113202207946889841?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113202207946889841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113202207946889841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202207946889841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202207946889841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost-in-space.html' title='Lost in Space'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113202196982190816</id><published>2005-11-14T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:35:16.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks- for -giving</title><content type='html'>That is what I used to call Thanksgiving when I was a little. I am hosting this year and I am so nervous. I bought the Turkey today, along with a Turkey breast. I am having different family members bring different things...I hope I dont fall flat on my wide rear end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113202196982190816?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113202196982190816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113202196982190816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202196982190816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113202196982190816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanks-for-giving.html' title='Thanks- for -giving'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113192059476143345</id><published>2005-11-13T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T14:23:14.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Spammers!</title><content type='html'>This is a new blog, my first attempt. I was so excited to see that people were commenting on my posts...only to find that they were spammers. I hate that! I know people need to make a living but geesh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113192059476143345?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113192059476143345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113192059476143345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113192059476143345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113192059476143345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/stupid-spammers.html' title='Stupid Spammers!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113191829290718807</id><published>2005-11-13T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:05:40.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>Not mine, my sisters. I did not graduate college, I was too busy partying and having sex with my no-good boyfriend for serious study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is enrolled in an online U. I have been "helping" her here and there. Yesterday was the last day of the term and she is 4 big assignments behind. It is eating at me like a bad headache. I want so much to call and bitch at her...but I know that I should butt out. Still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AJDASKL;DFJHSKL;H;DLSFJSKLA;JFKSDLA;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;glad I got that out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113191829290718807?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113191829290718807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113191829290718807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113191829290718807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113191829290718807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113182451674684976</id><published>2005-11-12T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:42:48.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day part 2</title><content type='html'>Well, we did it! We got Christmas pics. The kids did fairly well and the pics are cute, but it cost me a fortune. We went to &lt;a href="http://goportraits.com/"&gt;Walmart&lt;/a&gt;, they had a great deal, all for $9.98. So how did I end up spending $75 you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very simple the photog was great at his job. He posed the kids in different cute poses with props, and... well... &lt;hangs head=""&gt; I am weak, very weak. LOL Not only that, I just spent $96 on school photos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the gps and the ggps will love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hangs&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113182451674684976?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113182451674684976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113182451674684976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113182451674684976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113182451674684976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/picture-day-part-2.html' title='Picture Day part 2'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113180789179485898</id><published>2005-11-12T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T07:04:51.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day</title><content type='html'>This year I am doing something that we have never done before. I am getting Christmas pics taken of the kids. I have twin 6 year old boys with ADHD, so this should be fun. I wanted to go all cutesy and have John in red, Adam in Green and Hannah in red and green, but it was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked everywhere (okay 2 stores) for cute red and green sweaters for my guys, and I found them sized - for 6 month olds. Then I started looking for something for Hannah... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shudder&lt;/span&gt;... Why, oh why must we insist on dressing our 7 year olds like trollops? Spaghetti straps? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up on the cutesy Christmas theme and went with a cutesy striped theme which I am not sure you will be able to tell is a theme. LOL I am going to look into some sort of free pic hosting to post them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! I will need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113180789179485898?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113180789179485898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113180789179485898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113180789179485898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113180789179485898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113176791302513024</id><published>2005-11-11T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:09:19.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lace</title><content type='html'>Does anyone remember this book? &lt;a href="http://www.allreaders.com/Topics/info_31074.asp"&gt;Lace&lt;/a&gt; was the first "adult book" I read. Recently something reminded me of it and I bought the thing from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0671446622/104-9349021-3519135?v=glance&amp;n=283155&amp;amp;n=507846&amp;s=books&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;Amazon &lt;/a&gt;used for two cents or something ridiculous like that. I loved the book. Reading it again I still love it, not because it is such a great book but because it reminds me of when I thought it was great. After reading it I really wanted to see the mini series as well, so I searched &lt;a href="http://ebay.com/"&gt;EBay&lt;/a&gt; and found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I remember loving it, the miniseries blew. lol &lt;a href="http://www.phoebe-cates.e-znane.pl/zdjecia/phoebe-cates.jpg"&gt;Phoebe Cates&lt;/a&gt; stared as Lily. Her answer to a French accent was talking like a 6 year old with bad diction and yelling a lot. Whenever she had a yelling scene I began to wonder if the camera cut away just before the actor she was yelling at wiped the spit off of his/her face. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it was still money well spent. In fact I think I will pop Lace in as I fall asleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113176791302513024?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113176791302513024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113176791302513024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113176791302513024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113176791302513024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/lace.html' title='Lace'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18887899.post-113176543783136622</id><published>2005-11-11T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:19:50.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life...</title><content type='html'>So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about my life... I am a 36 year old mother of 3 kiddos all under 7. I am a stay at home mom or SAHM (a rambling post about way we all feel the need to give ourselves acronyms to follow). They (my children) are my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my last statement will either induce a warm fuzzy feeling or vomiting depending on who is reading this. For me it induces pride as well as a little saddness. I am proud of being a mother, I am proud of my kids, but... well... Is this it? Is this my whole life? Really? As I ask this question the guilt just floods in. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn't this enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The stern voice of my conscious asks. My life could be so much less... How can this not be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of the answer to that question, and I am not sure if I really want it answered. I just want to ramble and vent and bitch and whatever else I need to do to work things out in my own head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway more to come...I hope all of you out there in the void have strong stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18887899-113176543783136622?l=gogozplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/feeds/113176543783136622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18887899&amp;postID=113176543783136622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113176543783136622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18887899/posts/default/113176543783136622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogozplace.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-life.html' title='My life...'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938107020757075468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
